Monday, March 23, 2015

My weekend

I finished (as much as I wanted to play of) The Crew. If I were a fan of the Fast and the Furious movies I would have been in heaven. Instead I was amused by the incredibly large map and bemused by the small choice of cars and repetitive side missions. It's not bad and it may be the first game in which the always online nature both made sense and didn't piss me off but it does exist in the same world as Forza Horizon 2, a game that does everything The Crew does, only better.

There is some irony in my looking forward to the stand alone Fast and Furious add on for Horizon 2.

I also finished Hotline Miami 2. It is significantly more difficult than the first game but is it better? Not really. Chance put it best when I whined to him about dying over and over and he called it an expansion pack only for fans of the first game. It is more of the same at a higher proof. Finishing it was an accomplishment. Understanding its end game, which I will not spoil here, is impossible.


Finally, I did this, something that left me so drained that I fell asleep on the couch during the top 8 of Final Round.

There is no red in the tattoo. That is my skin hating me for what I have done.

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