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Argh! The Internet will tremble before my rage!

A video game has never made you cry…but neither has a film or book

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Video game blog Kotaku linked to an argument-provoking article on ihobo this weekend that makes the bold claim that a game has never made anyone cry.  Well, not in and of itself.  The author writes:

This is the nub of the issue here: a story can make you cry by empathising with the protagonist (or another character), but a game (when viewed as a formal system) cannot do this. It follows that the only way that a videogame can make you cry is by using narrative tools that have nothing to do with games as formal systems whatsoever. So even though, for instance, many people report that they cried More >

 

Pretty sure I know why they fired Jeph Loeb from Heroes

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Dude, even I can't figure out what's going on this season

There’s been a phrase that I’ve been repeating over and over the past couple of weeks while watching Heroes on NBC.  And that phrase pretty much goes like this:

“…the fuck?!?

This season didn’t start out that bad.  Not nearly as strong as the first season — which was damn good television up until the last five minutes — but at least as good as the second season, which was still watchable, if not excellent.  Then, things started to happen.

Seriously…the fuck?!?

Here be SPOILERS if you aren’t caught up to last week’s episode, “The More >

The Worth of a Guarantee (a sad but true story)

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Internet problems. Not again. Not after everything I went through before, I thought.

The internet was down, all right. The tubes to my house must have been clogged. I had no choice, I had to call customer service.

I hate calling customer service.

I told the robot on the other end what the skinny was. He seemed sympathetic, but I suppose he was programmed to seem that way. Then I held. I held for what seemed like an eternity, playing solitaire and listening to jazz on speakerphone. Then she answered.

An accent, I thought. Fantastic. Why do they always have to have accents? Hers was More >

Just one little problem

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The search for an excellent hotel room is a hard one for the weary road-warrior.  I thought I had found one, too.  Clean, modern, well decorated.  None of that cheesy grandma furniture.  32″ LCD HDTV…although everything is stretch-o-vision, I can tolerate that…for one night, anyway.  Large work desk, comfy chair…twenty foot ceiling for crying out loud!  Stone tile in the bathroom…marble counter-top…king size pillow-top bed.  Most importantly, it’s within my company-mandated budget!

There’s just one teeny, tiny problem.

An internet connection that feels like dial-up.  It’s painful.  I can’t More >

 

What do you mean? A politician LIED?!?

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Despite my general policy of steering clear of politics on this site, I think it’s pretty safe to say that John Edwards’ political career is pretty much finished.  In case you live under a rock, or haven’t taken your eyes away from 14 year-old Chinese gymnasts pretending to be 16, former senator Edwards ‘fessed-up to having an affair with a campaign staffer who apparently gets around.  A lot.  While cheating on your cancer-ridden wife falls somewhere between “intentionally making babies cry” and “kitten-rape” on the Miserable Bastard Scale, it’s not my place to judge.  After all, it’s a More >

Dealing with Heelys

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It’s happened to you too many times to count. You were opening the door to the grocery store. Maybe you were at the mall. Perhaps you were walking down the street the last time it happened. The little brat cut you off, nearly knocked you over, or just generally irritated you by gliding around like a shitty little Scott Hamilton. You were a victim of a little snot wearing heelys, the shoe with a wheel in the heel and an obnoxious “y” in the name. Annoying little asshats all over have helped this trend gather steam to become a full-blown phenomenon. And they must be stopped.

Since most More >

WE ARE…SO BORED!

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Currently stuck in a hotel in Marshall, TX.  There is nothing, and I mean nothing, to do in Marshall, TX.  And I don’t want to drive back to Longview.  On the plus side, my room is quite nice.

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