So since the weight room was closed for an hour and a half today, starting right when I tried to go due to a Zumba course, I went to Hasting's for a while to relax and look around. By the way, the weight room is tiny and has nothing to do with the huge fucking gym right in front of it, where they actually do Zumba, but according to my friend they close the weight room so creepers don't stare through the weight room window at the ladies. My solution? Fucking close some blinds, I dunno. That or just kick those guys out. Honestly, I'm not sure if that was the real problem, or if it's cause the water fountain is placed where you have to walk from the weight and through the gym to get to it, possibly disturbing the Zumba'ing, which I think might make more sense, but to me that's just stupid.
Anyway, while at Hasting's, I picked up a copy of Electronic Gaming Monthly to see just how bad it had gotten, haven't learned from the Internet that it was a shell of its former self. And ...
... it's actually pretty fucking awesome and a lot like what I remember from my last few issues in the mail before that infamous Wolverine cover. Hell, the layout is the same, they had interesting features including one about game design schools, some nice little gossip section with Q I remember from my days reading it, a Seanbaby featurette in the back, it looked like reviews were still given a good spotlight and the one thing I actually read instead of just looked at reminded me why I used to love reading the mag so much: its sense of humor. It was a box section comparing the Toronto Mayor to the Tom Selleck looking guy from Final Fight and it was glorious.
In fact, I'll probably buy the issue to read it and maybe subscribe again, though I know they're on a different schedule now.
Case in point: Kids, when the Internet puts an idea in your head about the diminished quality of a product, remind yourself that the Internet is a little contrarian bitch that says that about everything and go have yourself a good time.
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