Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been deeply enjoying my new toy, that being my PSP and I’m eager to begin building my library of games. I’ve been diving deep into the available demos, seeing if some of the games are as fun as they’ve sounded.
One game that had caught my curiosity is Patapon. I had no idea that it was a rhythm game, having no knowledge of the game other than the title (and that some people seemed to like it). It would be unfair to call this game a test of my own rhythm because I, in fact, have none. Just a few beats in and a couple “ba-doink” error sounds into the game, I was ready to smash my new PSP into a wall. For my own health (and the sake of my PSP), I deleted the demo.
Then this past weekend, I was visiting my girlfriend at her apartment when she received a phone call from her family. I knew it was going to be a full conversation, so I pulled out my PSP to pass the time. Somewhat bored of my current demo selection, I re-downloaded (via the WiFi) Patapon in order to give it another shot.
Before you could declare “shame on me”, my girlfriend returned and I offered the game for her to try. To my surprise, she immediately fell in love with it. She got the hang of it a lot quicker than I had; singing along with its repetitious chants. I found myself having to look away from time to time, since I would vicariously grow angry with the game every time she’d missed a beat. She played on until a rival Zigoton tribe killed her with axes.
I get the feeling that much like I did with the Buffy The Vampire Slayer game for PS2, I may be buying games for my girlfriend to play on my own consoles.
In a recent article I worked on for GotGame, I expanded on my recurring theme of gamer romance. This article in particular explored the idea of once you’ve found yourself a girl who’s cool with video games, does one prefer to play with her or continue to play alone while she cheers on? This is a topic I’ve often discussed with men and women, gamer and non, so I was quick to sink my teeth into it.
Having quite a few anecdotes in my arsenal, I felt that I should only choose one to illustrate my point. The one I went with is most appropriate to the article, but its close second is a story that simply must be told somewhere. If this tale doesn’t apply to you, I’m sure you’ll get a chuckle from knowing someone whom it does. For those whom it does apply, see this as a warning.
In Akihabara, Japan you’ll find this little stand that offers watermelon milk, among other mixed fruit drinks. This alone would pique my interest in that I’m certainly down with fruit-flavored milk-based goodness to cool me down on a hot day. However, the stand felt it needed a little something extra in it’s marketing. It claims that their drinks are a sexual aid, increasing one’s sex drive. They base this claim on the pretense of a supposed discovery by an American research group that eating watermelon is just as effective as taking Viagra.
I think we can chalk this one up to over-sensationalism of the media and then by someone trying to market the concept. I can see how watermelon can affect one’s circulatory system, but I’ve yet to eat some magic seedless that gave me an 8-hour erection. Both playing on men’s desire to increase their sexual prowess. I can see how it would work out for the guy hosting the milk stand since, let’s face it, what isn’t considered an aphrodisiac in Asia? Between rhino horn and bat’s balls…at least I can palate some watermelon.
A friend of mine just got a short story published! You can get the book here. I haven’t read it and if I may be honest, I may never. Heh, though the title is undeniably charming. The theme of the story collection is not my cup of tea, but it might be yours! She’s awesome, so check it out…
Recently I picked up the DVD set for The Legend Of Black Heaven and I plan on writing up a review on it soon. It’s the story of a man who used to be a rock star when he was young, but grew into working-class family life. Then aliens call upon him to play his music in order to power their super-weapon that’s the only hope of defending the universe.
One thing that struck me as funny as I watched the first episode is that as it starts out, the lead character finds that his wife has thrown away his beloved guitar from his rocker days. He calls her from work and she insists that it was an accident. When he returns home, his wife confesses that she did it on purpose and has thrown it away again. The dude runs out to rescue it, but alas, the trash has been picked up…his guitar lost, buried beneath tons of garbage. When he drowns his sorrows in tears, he’s approached by the alien woman who tells him how much his music means to her and that she wants to take him to heaven. She means that she wants to take him into space so that he can fight evil, but he believes that she wants to sleep with him. Drunk and missing fan adoration, he agrees to go with her…
Now, here I am watching this show where this guy is supposed to be our hero, but within the first episode he’s totally cheating on his wife. But then I remembered: Bitch threw away his guitar…twice. And lied about it. I’m not saying he was right in cheating on her, but I understand.
It’s like me and my Dreamcast. I love that console. I don’t care how many years go by and how many inches of dust blanket it, I’m taking that thing to the grave. I doubt I’ll be buried with it, since I intend to be cremated. But I plan on requesting that my ashes be contained in the Dreamcast as an urn and then buried in that. If my girlfriend were to throw that away, I don’t think I’d cheat on her, but it would certainly put a strain on our relationship.
Having a girlfriend whose career involves theater costuming is not without its side-effects.Almost every anime convention, we’ve dressed up as some character or another. And in true couple fashion, it’s only a matter of time before we begin wearing matching outfits. Nothing lame like Raggedy Ann and Andy… (Does anyone even know who they are anymore?) In fact, next con, we’re planning on going as Jesse and James from Team Rocket.
Of course, there’s more than just conventions. Halloween is in a couple months and no doubt we’ll find some other excuse to dress up for fun. I found this sweet Princess Peach costume on Yandy.com that I’m trying to talk my girlfriend into wearing for me. Of course I’d have to compliment her by adorning the Mario costume. But it would be a small price to pay for that hotness.
Now I’d just have to figure out what hoops I may have to jump through to get her into some of these other sexy numbers…
This video has been fairly viral in the past couple weeks. Rumors spread that Nintendo secretly produced the video. They’ve denied it and I believe them. This is certainly not the first time a guy has boasted about his girlfriend’s hotness on the internet. It’s also spawned several copy-cats and parodies as well. The following video illustrating the opposite side of the coin’s ugly reality…
I sent both videos to my girlfriend with the note that I plan on buying a Nintendo Wii with Wii Fit and then counting the seconds before she pounces me off of it. She responded that it would be however long it would take for her to pull herself up off the floor from laughing so hard. Le sigh…
Over at chicksdiggames.com, they’ve recently posted an article discussing video game genres that have been shifted toward catering to female gamers. My first thoughts are that given the context of the article (and the very site that it’s hosted on), I find it strange that it was written by a man. I often go to chicksdiggames.com in order to read up on women’s perspectives of the gaming industry, since they are–while growing in numbers–still the minority in the market.
That aside, I had difficulty figuring out what the focus on the article was supposed to be. At one point, I thought it was about games with male protagonists trying their hands at female characters in the lead. But then it feels like it shifts gears into being about franchises being re-skinned to appeal to women rather than men. The rest of the article just kinda falls apart near the end.
It’s poorly written, but it’s a topic that I always find worth reading about. Though I do like his “X-2=XX” joke. That was clever enough to forgive some typos.
Happy Valentine’s Day, all! While some of the geeky breed have evolved to overcome their fear of the opposite sex, some of the dice-rolling, mouse-clicking, phaser-toting guys out there still struggle. Well, BBSpot has posted a couple pages with lists of Top 11 Geek Pickup Lines. Some of my favorites include:
You </me>
By looking at you, I can tell you’re 36-25-36, which by the way are all perfect squares.
No matter how I sort things, you’ll always be first.
What’s a nice girl like you doing in a wretched hive of scum and villainy like this?
And of course…
Resistance is futile.
Alright, fellas…Have an amorous V-Day and go get ya some!
This was not intended to be my first blog post, but Ghost’s Porn post inspired me to share my feelings on the subject of Porn. Nerds and porn go hand in hand. I have friends who have HD after HD of porn. Every year a group of online buddies of mine have social gathering. We all haul our computers halfway across the world to meet in person to have meat, beer, and to get our game on. This usually lasts about a week. About half that week is spent trading porn. They organize it according to type, style, and what general mood they are in for the night. Most of these guys are in relationships or have wives. This is what baffles me.
If your in a relationship, no, scratch that, even if you are not in a relationship and over the age of 21, what the hell do you need porn for? Once you have felt the touch of a woman, you want to go back to your hand? I can understand porn when you are a young teenager, and finding a nice warm, tight space to park your penis is few and far between. At the age of 21 you should be socially mature enough to get as much ass as you want. When your married, there should be no excuse for porn. If I am feeling in the mood, all I have to do is look toward my bed to see that I have as much willing naked nookie as I can handle.
Maybe I just do not undestand the obsession to collect porn. Why does one want to stay at home and look at women having sex with each other, men, donkies, and whatever else they can stuff in themselves, when you have a vast sea of willing naked nookie right outside your front door?
It is a rough first post, I know. I promise they will improve as I write more. I am a speaker, not a writer.
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Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been deeply enjoying my new toy, that being my PSP and I’m eager to begin building my library of games. I’ve been diving deep into the available demos, seeing if some of the games are as fun as they’ve sounded.
