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I love the Lego games. They're silly, fun, and reward you for breaking things and poking around in each and every possible nook and cranny. They're also full of bugs, the controls for driving and flying suck majorly (at least on the 360 and PS3), and sometimes what you're supposed to do next to advance in the level isn't very obvious. But I still love them. I bought Lego Batman 3 last year sometime (or was it the year before? I forget), and it sat languishing on Mt Backlog for a long time. Around Christmas, when my back went out on me and I had read seven books and overdosed on Netflix, I needed something that wasn't overly complicated to keep me occupied and that could be played in small chunks. Lego games are good for that sort of thing, so I dusted off Lego Batman 3 and started playing again from the beginning. It kept me amused for quite awhile, and now I'm done with it. I liked it, but not as much as the previous two Lego Batman titles.

This one's just a jumbled mess, but I didn't want to skip a day.

My grandmother passed away last week. My mom and I were with her when she died. We had in-home hospice set up, so she died at home, as she wanted. I'm not telling you this for sympathy, just so you all know why I've been absent for so long.

Happy Friday, Pixbit Nation! How is everyone on this fine Friday morning? I'm looking out at the first real snowfall and feeling woefully under-prepared for my race on the 24th.

2015 was kind of a slow year for gaming for me. I hope to change that in 2016. Anyway, for what it's worth, here's what I played:

Good morning, Pixlbit Nation! Today's blog post is happier than yesterday's. It's amazing what a good night's sleep and a project to concentrate on will do for your spirits.

This is kind of a heavy blog, and one that is difficult for me to write. I'm sorry I haven't been commenting on everyone's blogs, but it's been a tough couple of weeks. I found out from my mom a couple of weeks ago that my grandmother's health is rapidly deteriorating, to the point that hospice is being called in. Yes, my grandmother is 91 and old people die. But...she raised me. She's always been there for me, more like a mother than a grandmother. So you'll have to forgive me for not feeling the spirit of the holidays.

Good morning, Pixlbit Nation! How is everyone this Tueday? I'm spending a lazy morning drinking coffee and laughing about what some people are getting offended over on the internet. Red coffee cups are apparently an attack on Christmas. Seriously, some people have way too much time on their hands. Me, there are never enough hours in the day for everything I want to do.

Not much going on in the gaming end of things lately. Spent most of the last two weeks getting ready for the annual three day trip I refer to as the "Ranger Retreat" at friend/neighbor/co-worker/honorary little brother Michael's family's camp with Michael and Andy. Normally, I get Jason to stay at the cottage with the pets, but he was starting a new job and his days off changed. This meant cleaning and tidying the cottage for the pet sitter, as well as working and getting ready for the trip.

I'm still part time at the market, so I really shouldn't be spending anything on unnecessary items right now, but Tales of Zestiria dropped on Tuesday. I was going to be good and not buy it. That lasted until Wednesday. I had to go to Target and stock up on paper goods, and Game Box Video Games is on the way. I'd already made the decision to buy the game, I have no willpower when it comes to long ass JRPGs, and the Tales franchise is a close second to the Dragon Quest franchise as my favorite series. As we're driving to Topsham, Jason asks: "can you really afford it right now?" to which I responded "probably not, but it will make me happy."