Friday, April 5, 2019

Filling the space

Good morning internet.

I feel that I should apologize, not to anyone in particular, as this blog has never been for anyone other than myself, but to this space in general. It was supposed to be a daily exercise, an outlet after the review gigs dried up. This was many years ago, and while it never really was 'daily' it was certainly more often than it has been as of late. Excuses are many, actual reasons beyond not being in the mood are few, so this is something that I intent to remedy.

Mood is relative, right? I should be the master of my mood, not the other way around.

As chronicled in the podcast, my gaming space has been in pieces for the last two weeks. The carpet was gross and the suspended ceiling was a mess, thanks to a water issue from the floor above, so it was it time to bite the bullet and pay people far more skilled than myself to make it livable again. They have done so. All that is left is the painting, which I am doing myself, and I have severely underestimated the task.

It's not that I have never painted before. I painted every god damn wall in my last house at least once. This is different enough to make it arduous: grey paint going over yellow on walls with no texture. The paint will just slide off when the roller gets dry, but you can't see these spots until the paint itself has cured.

Translation: I have to do the whole thing twice and I haven't even started with the edging yet.

But this is not This Old Hours and I am not Norm Abrams (REFERENCES, HA!). I have managed to play a few things with my television transplanted into a different room. Darksiders III was bad and I shudder to think what they will do with a forth game. It is a shadow of the first two tainted by the current souls-like hotness, just done poorly. Frankly, I am amazed that I made it through to the end.

Call of Cthulhu was also bad, but no one should be surprised by this. I knew it was going to be rough when they mispronounced Cthulhu. CUH - TOO - LOO, seriously? It was a walking simulator with very little to do or say with a final five minute out of nowhere visual spectacle that almost made the previous three evenings of work worth it. Almost.

Trust me, don't play this one, either, just look up the endings on YouTube. Here:


I did not get the first ending. My Pierce was far too crazy by that time to do anything other than kill himself, finish the ritual, or finish the counter ritual. Pay no attention to the janky animations and just look at the clouds in the background. Not bad. Not worth the rest of the game, but not bad.

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