One Last Goodbye
Finally accepting a WoW-less world
My wife doesn’t know at this point. She’s sleeping soundly in the other room as I sneak onto my computer and begin the arrangements for my betrayal. I had seen this particular lady before and after we started dating, and it almost broke us. But being the stupid man that I am, I still have her number hidden in my backpack as I dial it now - six digits to adultery and authentication. I click on login, pushing past any sense of shame and indignity because I’m a man with needs, and she’s the only one that can fulfill them right now.
I Wear A “Fez” Now
Examining “Fez”’s spectacular nostalgia
I’m a wicked sucker for documentaries, especially (obviously) ones on gaming, so when I saw “Indie Game: The Movie” finally up on Netflix, I decided that I had two hours to waste on the trials and tribulations of three different indie developers: Jonathan Blow (of “Braid” fame), Team Meat (the sadistic creators of “Super Meat Boy”), and one Phil Fish of Polytron Corporation.
While I was familiar with the first two developers, the only thing I’d ever heard about Phil Fish was various rumblings on the internet, generally involving words that are terrible to say and even worse to put into public print. Over the course of the movie, I watched him sway from hopelessness to hopefulness back to despondency as he poured himself into his game. His passion turned into a full on range of emotions, his frustrations dumping into every word he spat about his finances, his new, unstable code and his unsympathetic former business partner.
That being said, his trial through fire turned into gold. “Fez” is easily one of the best throwbacks to the NES/SNES era ever created since those bygone days.
Saturday Morning Peace
The importance of gaming in solace
Every Saturday morning I have a routine, a routine that dates back to my single-digit years. Throughout the week, I would have school, Little League games and a host of other things that would crowd in on me, but Saturday mornings were made for one thing and one thing only: gaming.
I would awake at 6 or 7 on these mornings and creep downstairs to the NES (or SNES, in later years) and try to find a game to play. Finally reaching a decision, I’d game until Mom or Dad dragged me away to do some form of chores (thanks a lot for the personal responsibility cramping my style, parents!). But for those few brief moments in the basement, with the morning light just starting to seep through the small windows, I took those precious moments of quiet time to heart. Small, simple moments of just enjoying a good game.
Get rid of your E-waste
Challenger Learning Center disposes of electronic waste for donations
BANGOR – You can get rid of your hard to dispose of electronic waste by bringing it to the Challenger Learning Center on May 4 between 9 a.m. and 2 p.m.
The staff at Challenger will responsibly dispose of your electronic waste in exchange for donations. The suggested donations are $10 for the first piece and $5 for each subsequent piece, but no donation is too large or too small.
Bad Internet! No Biscuit!
An information addict’s retort
Feeding information into my noggin is one of my greatest motivations for waking up in the morning. If I made a list of such motivations, it would be about third on the list, sitting underneath 1: making my wife laugh and 2: driving my wife insane, and just above pondering the logistics of genetically altering pigs to fly.
Seriously, bacon airlines. Who’s ever thought of it? This guy. Gigantic pigs the size of 757s, and when they can’t carry people anymore, we make a humongous platter of bacon, give it to Denny’s at just above market price based on the fact that people would pay dollars of dollars to eat formerly flying bacon. I’d be a thousandaire.
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