Mashing buttons since 1984
I just picked up my girlfriend for a date. In a city bus I hijacked on my way to her house. She did not seem bothered by this.
I believe she is what they call “a keeper.”
She was, however, bothered when my Uzi went off accidentally inside the Cluckin’ Bell during our previous date. I’m getting mixed signals.
Let’s tally.
Mario Kart Wii helps pass the time. I’ve not played it, but my son keeps me informed.
It’s snowed off and on all day. A weird weekend is more like it. A Monday Madness would pale by comparison.
I haven’t posted much in the way of MMO’s since I quit EQ2 a few months ago, but this just popped up in my Google alerts and looks interesting: Second Skin, “a quirky documentary about the world of Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Games and the people who anchor themselves to computers for up to 18 hours a day.”
You’ve probably already seen this, but I can’t help myself. I’ve been consuming a lot of retro game music lately, so this seems appropriate:
http://view.break.com/487616 – Watch more free videos
It would appear a certain gaming blog was left off this list. A mere oversight, I’m sure. Certainly it will appear on there the next time around.
I’m standing firm with the Grumpy Gamer, as buttonmashing.com will be April 1st joke-free. I’m taking a break from the internet today.
I’m pretty sure it doesn’t get any nerdier than this:
How to Get an RSS Feed for your XBOX 360 Gamertag
Of course, I couldn’t help myself — I had to try it out: I aint yer Pa’s Gamertag Feed.
“You are who you choose to be.”
I’ve only known of three movies that cause me to tear up at the end almost every time I see them. I’m not ashamed to admit that one of them is animated. As far as I’m concerned Brad Bird’s The Iron Giant is nothing short of brilliant.
I introduced this wonderful movie to my two sons tonight and it was a great experience. At first, they didn’t know what to expect and fear reigned through the first half of the movie. But just like their ol’ man the emotions of the giant and the quirkiness of the movie started to win them over.
Then the giant died. How do you explain sacrifice to a five year old and a 2.5 year old? I really have no idea. However, one thing that they did realize is that using guns in the wrong way is bad. Our oldest had been running around the house over the last month pointing at random people and and yelling, “BANG! Your dead!” He didn’t understand the concept of death, and we didn’t want him flippantly thinking it’s OK to shoot things all the time.
We have a moratorium on certain things in our house while the boys are awake. This mainly includes violence of all forms in the areas of games and television. It just doesn’t happen. I think it’s worked for us. Actually, I think it’s worked for me. I don’t relate well to violence. It’s not that it makes me violent. It’s just that it agitates me. It changes my attitude. It changes the way I view things. That’s not good for a person who’s the head of a household and responsible for raising two boys (especially in an increasingly acceptable, violent world for younger ages—there’s always been violence.)
In short, in generally affects me for the worst.
Occasionally, I’ll make room for Half-Life or a quick FPS walkthrough. However, the last FPS I’ve completed was Half-Life 2—it’s episodes and Portal variant—a long time ago (Call of Duty 4 and Metroid Prime 3 came close). I think I’ve just learned to pass up on games with a sense of immediacy, especially in terms of violence.
If you’ve got to have that violent rush, I say take a break for a while. Find a different genre to play. See if it changes the way you act; who you are. As for me and my boys, we will take it slow and keep playing racing games.
The other day, while traveling down the highway my son asked me to ram into a rig we were passing. Maybe we won’t play any Burnout for a while either.
