I like games where I get to blow shit up.I wouldn't want to just play those kinds of games, though. I also like to collect stuff. Jason heard me laughing maniacally one night and came out to see what I was doing. I was playing Red Faction: Guerrilla. He watched me for a few minutes, remarked "I can see why you like this game - you blow stuff up and then collect shiny things" and retreated back to the kitchen.
Cars are black holes that never stop sucking in your money. My dad used to love his annual two weeks, and he always brought me back something cool from wherever he went.
Things were going on a fairly even keel there for a while. Sigh. But I have been able to spend some quality time with the family that I might not have taken time to do otherwise.
You haven't hit the "Oh my god I'm so F*ing bored" stage of your recovery yet. When I had my back injury in 2008 (or maybe it was the one almost one year later to the day) and was on doctor ordered bedrest for ten days, I started going stir-crazy around day eight. But then again, I was flat on my back and couldn't move even if I'd wanted to. Gaming on a console was out, so I did a lot of gaming on my DS, but my arms would get tired from having to hold it above my head. And there was only so much daytime TV I could take.
I am jealous about the Insomniac visit. My absolute favorite franchise ever is Ratchet & Clank.
My cousin recently graduated from RIT with a degree in game design (or something similar) and he wanted my take on the issue of women and gaming, otherwise it wasn't something I would have brought up. You've read my take, so no need to rehash it here. I am somewhat curious now about the article, so feel free to message it to me. Depending on how old it is, I may have already some across it, but like I said, now you've got me curious.
I loved Okamiden, I played it around the same time as Cary, I think, or shortly after. And after his mention of Ridge Racer 64, I've added that one to my list, too.
Dan, it wasn't bad, it just wasn't great. Not like Valhalla Rising, now that was a crappy movie. Two hours of my life I will never ever get back.
Could be something as simple as a rotted-out fuel line. Whatever it is, it wasn't happening on Wednesday when my totally amazing and trust-worthy mechanics had it up on the lift swapping my snows for my summer tires (or tyres, if you prefer).
Thanks for the positive thoughts, Peter. We appreciate them.
Matt, I'm sure hoping the car isn't going to be expensive. It could vary from something as simple as a leak in the fuel line to something as complicated and expensive as a crack in the tank. I love my Subaru, it's a good car for those of us who live in snowy, icy places, and it's a station wagon that thinks it's a sports car :)
Mom's still physically very sick, but mentally, she's perked up a lot. Thanks for the good thoughts :)
I'm getting back to reading now that I've got the winter's depression under control. Half-way through A Clockwork Orange at the moment, and going to finish a few of the books I've started and then put down over the winter.
Thanks! My mom got taken to the hospital on Monday and now that she's getting proper treatment, she seems to be doing a lot better.
