Fifty-five, Pain in Video Gaming

I'm a sucker when it comes to physical pain. Dish out all the mental pain you want and I can take it but try to pinch me and I'll squeal like a pig. So it comes as no great surprise that a video game that causes me physical anguish will not long be a favorite of mine. I know that unless I suffer through said physical anguish, I will not rise up in my experience level and so I will hold back others that I am playing with. But this is the sad truth.

The previous weekend of Rock Band has made my left wrist sore. And I don't particularly like having a sore wrist over a video game. I guess that means I'm just not a gamer? Ok, I guess my 2+ hours of Bioshock the other night means that I am still a gamer, just not a gamer who loves the music-playing games. I won't say I get no enjoyment out of them, but the enjoyment comes from playing and participating in something with my friends. Not from being able to beat a video game song on Hard difficulty while hurting myself.

I offered my roommate a deal: Every time Mario died during his game of Super Mario Galaxy, I would hit him in the head with a baseball bat. He turned me down. So at least I'm not the only one who has a limit when correlating physical discomfort and video game satisfaction (after all, it would provide extra incentive to keep Mario alive!). I'm ok having a different level to my discomfort/game relationship. Everyone is different.

To anyone who disagrees, Place it up thy butter churn!

Fifty-three, Got 'im!

I spent a couple hours yesterday and finally beat Bioshock. HUZZAH! It is a really cool game. I think what did it for me is the ambiance it creates. The constant background noises from nearby machines, the blood-spattered tapes here and there, the excellent voice quality on all the tapes and the couple spots of dialogue. Everything had its personality, even the machine turrets and cameras.

And now, back to the real world where the ground is being covered in dihydrogen monoxide as I prepare to get together with my "band" and "rock out" for a few hours. And then, weather staying warm enough, it'll be SHOWDOWN TIME! Between The Bowlinator and The Amish Girl!

Life is good when I have such goofy friends.

Twenty-three, Late

It's been a long day, but Clinic was definitely something I'll write about more; Bioshock will also squirm its way into my entries as I'm currently slogging through it on a friend's PC.