Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Addictions

First off: http://www.asylum.com/2009/04/21/almost-one-in-ten-kids-addicted-to-video-games/
Apparently Nintendo's got a lot to answer for. Seriously, nine out of ten kids aren't getting hooked on living out vapid fantasy lives that range from beating up turtles to beating up hookers to playing guitar to playing freaking bass guitar.* Seriously, something is wrong with their advertising campaign.

*Look, a bassist is a critical part of a band. But seriously, the only song on any Guitar Hero game that should cause you to be fighting each other for control of the bass is Metallica's "Orion." I suppose they could put Pink Floyd's "Money" on there to bring the count up to two, but they'd have to make a saxophone controller to go with it, and that song's long and easy, which basically disqualifies it from being potential Guitar Hero fodder.

This segues directly into my next topic: namely my guitar addiction. As far as addictions go, this one's healthy except for where my ears, my fingers, and my neighbor's mental health are concerned. But he likes to watch movies late at night; he'll inevitably start one as soon as I hit the sack, and he apparently doesn't own a pair of headphones. By the way, the previous sentence makes a lot more sense if you remember that I'm in a college dorm. Anyway, I really don't care about him.

I was gonna write more about how at least a guitar addiction gives you some possible real-world potential, but I suddenly have an insatiable craving to play StarCraft. War out.

-James

Update: whenever I play against the Terrans, I pretend that their Command Center is manned exclusively by the Blizzard execs who decided it would be funny to make me kill Fenix.

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