Pick a random spot on the page, once it loads. Then another. Then another. Then ponder the fact that this is all supposed to be _one game_ that people can actually play.
It's as if someone locked the person who wrote the Dr. Bronner's Soap label into a combination comic-book store, physics laboratory and Blockbuster Video, then paid him by the word.
"There were times when I intensely wanted to walk out of the theater and into the fresh air and look at the sky and buy an apple and sigh for our civilization, but I stuck it out." -- Roger Ebert
On a side note, I got WAY too much entertainment out of the pop-up ad that I got from that page... "Baraka Casino". I giggled for far too long thinking about that.
Kansas-born and deeply ashamed The last living La Parka Marka
"They that can give up essential liberty to gain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety." - Benjamin Franklin
It'll take more than a lot of gibberish to expunge the memory of FATAL, SenZar, Space Opera, and other gaming horrors I've been exposed to in the past.
"I do have a degree in electrical engineering... from almost 20 years ago. Punchcard systems were just becoming obsolete, we had rotary phones in the dorms, and a modem was still a gizmo the size of a shoebox into which you squooshed the phone receiver itself. In short, we lived like animals.
The instant obsolesence is why I became a writer. The rate of punctuation in a sentence doesn't double every 18 friggin' months, and you never have some 22-year-old looming over your shoulder, shaking his head, saying "dude... you're still using adverbs...?"
Well, after a bit of shoveling around, I did find that the largest gold nugget dug up in the United States was found in Angels Camp, California, in 1854. See http://www.historichwy49.com/angel/calavhist.html or http://comspark.com/chronicles/calaveras.