No video game review today so we’ll see what Conan O’Brien has to say on some horror favorites. Spoiler at 5 Minutes – if you haven’t played Outlast yet it can ruin one of my favorite parts of the game. If you intend to play Outlast I recommend you stop watching at this point. All credit to Team Coco
In the first bit of good luck I’ve had in nearly a year my site is mysteriously working again. I’m going to be installing some software so we can start streaming to celebrate.
Why I’ve been absent almost the exact duration of an MMO Free Trial and other details to come. Expect content Monday/Tuesday.
If you’ve followed this site for any amount of time, you know of my tumultuous relationship with Rockstar. My first impression of GTA5 – I’m not going into gameplay, story, or anything else I usually harp on – but god damn… They had to pay extra money to have voice acting this bad. A Teddy Ruxspin could’ve done better.
This fuckin’ game won’t stop patching. Every time I get excited to actually play it downloads something else. Excitement dwindling. Hatred rising. Oddly enough the working titles for next two MGS games.
Remember 3D movies? That gimmick they attached to film to sell you tickets for an inflated cost? Yeah. Do you feel your life is much improved by adding a third dimension to it? Okay so maybe your life is. But is your art? Maybe it’s because I live in reality where everyday objects enjoy the wonders of length, height, and
I had plans for a post tonight but I am just too tired. I’m going to fall asleep playing Final Fantasy 7 in my bed.
All the speedruns from a couple weeks ago really incited my desire for classic console goodness. To that end I played and reviewed EarthBound (Mother 2 in Japan) for my SNES. Check it out: Linkage.
While putting together a previous confession involving GTA5, I stumbled upon a man whose prose really captured the essence of what GTA5 strives for. Below is the Philosopher-Poet Bigz Ant’s thoughts on GTA5. Truly a message to meditate on. It took me weeks to actually screenshot it and post it up because of the trance his eloquence left me in.
It’s no mystery. I’m not in high school. I don’t say the words “yolo” or “swag.” I’m getting older. I run a video game blog site and tried to start a nerd national holiday. I would say I’m pretty in touch with my inner child. Still moments come along on occasion to remind me that I’m of an older generation