Right well it's 5:36 in the AM, I've been up all night without cause, and it sounds like there's a pair of squirrels getting freaky on the roof above my room. Like ALL OVER the roof ... feckin horny squirrels.
While I may not have had the ability to attribute to this insanity as much as my brethren have recently I can say that I have much to point a finger at and blame through very little fault of my own. Now as the squirrels move to the wall on the far side and roll around back above me I'll elaborate a bit.
The chain of events leading up to the current disaster has been, interesting to say the least. Deal Barn on Amazon should be treated like the plague for a bunch of bollocks they put me through. Customer Support being highly rude for one and being complete blatant liars for two. Avoid the motherfuckers. The part that brings me to it all though is the fact that [horny squirrels are rolling around now, not just sporadically humping or whatever they're doing] the fact that I'd purchased a "new" motherboard from them. What I got was a board sold only in the United Kingdom, NOT for resale, may have had a fabricated serial number, has no warranty [though Deal Barn claimed it did], and has no support ... at all, ever, end of issue.
Now the reason I'm right pissed about it is that this whole deal is going to cost me upwards of $500 to replace parts on this thing and it's cheaper to buy a new computer. Of course I wouldn't be having this problem if they'd given me the correct board in the first place, wankers. On top of this I's already cost me the following in parts.
CPU
Graphics Card
RAM
2 Power Supplies
3 Hard Drives
Since I moved this machine has been pretty much rebuilt about 3 times, the fact that the motherboard that I was given is not only the wrong one but slowly dying does nothing to improve my mood. I've already spent about $500 on this thing and it's not pleasing to know some pencil pusher with a USB Personal Massager down his pants thinks that he knows anything about about computers. He went so far as to call the Manufacturers of the Motherboard liars and try to play it off as if it wasn't their problem. Needless to say I filed a report to the FTC about the entire issue about Fraudulent practice on their part.
Now the squirrels have stopped their gawd awful shenanigans I can happily say that I've recently been re-employed. While the new venture into the strange [boring] world of sales has proven to be [full of perverts] interesting I find it's still better than not being employed. We do however have some nice perks setup with [b]Amigo[/b] the Mexican Restaurant next door to us who make some of the best grilled chicken quesadias I've ever had. These suckers are stuffed full of chicken and the salsa they provide with the free ships with the meal is really good too. None of that whimpy bland "Mild" or "Hot" salsa, this stuff can be labeled as "Hot" salsa though "Mild" by my tastes. The Special Burrito they have is quite tastey by all accounts as well and comes buried under a heap of varied toppings ranging from cheese to freshly made guacamole ... and I do mean fresh as in the stuff was just made before going onto the burrito, the taste is all the evidence you really need there. The wait staff also seems to be full of eye candy as well, one of these days I'm getting a margarita from them after work ...
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Sunday, November 22, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Full WET Review
** Spoiler Alert**
I have just now finished playing the game WET and I wanted to get some thoughts about it down under the guise of a legitimate review. I suppose this is a review in the loose sense of the word. After all it's not really a rant (though there will be some of that) and I am not being paid to write any of this. In fact I doubt much of anyone will read this that won't hear this from me anyway, but that is not important.
I figure the best place to start is the things I like about the game. First off, I LOVE the soundtrack of this game. As I write this I am listening to the soundtrack for this game using the Jukebox feature (great idea by the way). Even so I will probably still buy the soundtrack just to have it on my computer. Most of the music featured in this game is of a genre I adore, Pychobilly. A hybrid genre of Rockabilly and Punk and I love the sound of it. It compliments the game's theme and play speed very well, being very high paced and energetic. The only real complaint I have about the soundtrack is that there needs to be more of it, a few of the chase and fight scenes are lacking any music save for the environmental sounds. But what sort of complaint is that there needs to be more of something awesome, especially with the ability to listen to just the soundtrack.
Now sad to say that is the only part of the game I can truly praise. Don't get me wrong I found the game enjoyable. I am just saying that while playing through the game a good bit of it's content struck me as lifted from other games, movies, and tropes. Now if you know me you will already know I don't consider this a damning thing. At this point in history and even gaming history, it is very hard to do much of anything that hasn't been done better by someone before you. One need look no further than South Park to prove this. And my answer to this is so fucking what, just because something has been don't doesn't mean it can't be put to good use.
Moving on. Since this is an action platforming shooter, let's talk about those first. Now the action is solid, the main (and advertised) focus is the "Acrobatic Slo-Mo" that pervades the combat throughout this game. And when I say pervades, I mean if you are not using this game's take on bullet time, then you are as good as dead. Now the jumping/sliding/wall running works well and is solid enough. Is it perfect, fuck no! But the learning curve is good and the controls feel smooth and easy. As for the platforming, well...it's Prince of Persia: Sands of Time... Minus the whole rewinding time thing (thank god this game has no time manipulation). I really won't complain about that since as far as 3-D platforming involving climbing/swinging, jumping (as well as incorporating the combat in with it) goes, I personally think PoP:SoT is the gold standard. So you could do a lot worse than copy it. Of course it really even out to be a net of meh since, it is still a pretty blatant rip-off none the less. The Shooting, I'm really not sure where this mechanic is taken from, but it is solid and while I have no real praise I can't fault it. the only time the shooting really sucked was in the beginning when I was playing like shit, but that is me and not the game.
Now the controls. This game like so many other nowadays, covers and makes use of all the buttons on the controller. The two bumper buttons only find use when the right upgrades are purchased (more on those later). I have played much worse control schemes and much less intuitive ones as well (Mirror's Edge). Once again I kept getting the feeling that the basic layout of the controls was taken from Prince of Persia, and once again I don't think that is a bad thing.
The voice acting and animation. the voice work is actually pretty enjoyable, not Oscar worth to be sure but it is quite good and I didn't come across any really bad performances, even the mindless minions sounds into it and that seems rare in games these days. The animation on the other hand is... acceptable, nothing much more than that, the environments look good and accomplish their job of hiding the invisible walls and looking pretty and believable. The character models look like a recent game for the PS2 and that is not something good on an XBOX 360. I will say this the voice acting and the soundtrack do go along way to make this a great sounding game, which would be great if I were only listening to it, which I am not.
There are a few other things that go a good ways to helping the atmosphere of this game the film scratches and other old time film effects, event he commercials that occasionally pop up are a nice touch to be sure. I am certainly no film buff, but the whole thing feel like a Quentin Tarentino movie (namely Kill Bill) turned into a game, touches and all.
Now to the bad parts.
In relation to the controls, while I think the basic control scheme is not really a problem I do feel that the commands that you gain through the upgrade system are thoroughly unnecessary. First off, why the fuck is there an evade button? This is a game where the main character's whole freaking combat style is based around jumping and moving around, too make her hard to hit and give her a combat advantage. Why does dodging have to be a separate button, and the left bumper no less, I often forget about the bumper buttons entirely, why would I use it to dodge shit when I am jumping through the air.
The Quciktime Events. I know, I know, bitching about QTE's in modern games is like complaining about bad AI and Jumping puzzles, they are here to stay because they work, for game developers. I will even admit that they have their place in games, they can spice up a cutscene nicely and provide some nifty deaths (God of War being my gold standard here) But when I have to press a button and mash another for a few seconds, it is not only flow breaking, it's pointless. In a game that empathizes constant movement and agility, spending a few seconds at each do I have to pass through is ridiculous. They are put to decent use in this game but not nearly enough to redeem the doors.
There are a few little things, the upgrade system is unnecessary, I am getting tired of action/shooter game trying to be RPG's by adding in upgrading systems.
I had to mention this last bit because out of all the nagging little things that I felt held this game back, this is the one time where I could not let it slide. This game has, in my humble opinion, THE LEAST SATISFYING BOSS FIGHT at the end of the game. Without getting into plot details the boss fight involves taking on the main villain and his remaining bodyguard, one at a time. Nothing wrong with this on the surface, pretty standard for the most part, but whatever. Here is my problem with it, the sub-boss (the bodyguard) is A 5 BUTTON LONG QUICKTIME EVENT strung together with about 3 minutes of cut-scenes of the two of you fighting. I actually had to retry it ONCE because the first time I played it I was so stunned at what I was seeing that I forgot to watch the button commands.
As if that was not enough of a kick to the balls (or punch to the ovaries) for you, the final boss fight... Are you ready for this, is a whopping 3 BUTTON QUICKTIME EVENT. That is it. That is fucking it. I actually sat there after I beat him on my first try and could not believe what the fuck had just happened. I could call this sort of fight all kinds of things, but given the rest of the game (and the state of games today) I really should not have been surprised. After all the fight with the first bodyguard (who is fucking awesome) is all QTE's and unless I skipped a cut scene by actident he dies off screen. Seriously I get to the final showdown and spent about 15 seconds asking the TV where this guy had gone to. I have never felt so let down by a game that I was looking forward to so much and enjoyed playing as I did this one.
I am used to the actual ending scenes and story conclusions failing to impress or satisfy. But never the fucking boss fights. If you want to know what this ending did to my opinion of the game, just look back at all the stuff I mentioned that was acceptable but not good. The bits I mentioned that were maybe copied from other games. The parts that didn't hurt the game but really did nothing to help it. Take all that stuff and ignore it, completely. Now this may feel like an asshole move. You have now read through a good bit of my writing (I am sorry for you) and now I am saying that none of this was worth the electricity used to power your monitor. Well, welcome to my world after finishing this game.
With some games, you know that it is not worth your money as soon as you hear about it or play the demo. Some games actually get you to buy the game and play the first couple of levels before you see the folly of your ways.
This freaking game, made me wait until the very fucking end before it decided to cockslap me in the face and laugh at me. Granted I have not taken a crack at the challenge modes yet, nor the higher difficulties, so I can't speak for it's replay value. But let me tell you it doesn't look promising. In summary the only thing I can recommend to anyone interested int his game is to go out and find the soundtrack, you'll save a good bit of money.
I have just now finished playing the game WET and I wanted to get some thoughts about it down under the guise of a legitimate review. I suppose this is a review in the loose sense of the word. After all it's not really a rant (though there will be some of that) and I am not being paid to write any of this. In fact I doubt much of anyone will read this that won't hear this from me anyway, but that is not important.
I figure the best place to start is the things I like about the game. First off, I LOVE the soundtrack of this game. As I write this I am listening to the soundtrack for this game using the Jukebox feature (great idea by the way). Even so I will probably still buy the soundtrack just to have it on my computer. Most of the music featured in this game is of a genre I adore, Pychobilly. A hybrid genre of Rockabilly and Punk and I love the sound of it. It compliments the game's theme and play speed very well, being very high paced and energetic. The only real complaint I have about the soundtrack is that there needs to be more of it, a few of the chase and fight scenes are lacking any music save for the environmental sounds. But what sort of complaint is that there needs to be more of something awesome, especially with the ability to listen to just the soundtrack.
Now sad to say that is the only part of the game I can truly praise. Don't get me wrong I found the game enjoyable. I am just saying that while playing through the game a good bit of it's content struck me as lifted from other games, movies, and tropes. Now if you know me you will already know I don't consider this a damning thing. At this point in history and even gaming history, it is very hard to do much of anything that hasn't been done better by someone before you. One need look no further than South Park to prove this. And my answer to this is so fucking what, just because something has been don't doesn't mean it can't be put to good use.
Moving on. Since this is an action platforming shooter, let's talk about those first. Now the action is solid, the main (and advertised) focus is the "Acrobatic Slo-Mo" that pervades the combat throughout this game. And when I say pervades, I mean if you are not using this game's take on bullet time, then you are as good as dead. Now the jumping/sliding/wall running works well and is solid enough. Is it perfect, fuck no! But the learning curve is good and the controls feel smooth and easy. As for the platforming, well...it's Prince of Persia: Sands of Time... Minus the whole rewinding time thing (thank god this game has no time manipulation). I really won't complain about that since as far as 3-D platforming involving climbing/swinging, jumping (as well as incorporating the combat in with it) goes, I personally think PoP:SoT is the gold standard. So you could do a lot worse than copy it. Of course it really even out to be a net of meh since, it is still a pretty blatant rip-off none the less. The Shooting, I'm really not sure where this mechanic is taken from, but it is solid and while I have no real praise I can't fault it. the only time the shooting really sucked was in the beginning when I was playing like shit, but that is me and not the game.
Now the controls. This game like so many other nowadays, covers and makes use of all the buttons on the controller. The two bumper buttons only find use when the right upgrades are purchased (more on those later). I have played much worse control schemes and much less intuitive ones as well (Mirror's Edge). Once again I kept getting the feeling that the basic layout of the controls was taken from Prince of Persia, and once again I don't think that is a bad thing.
The voice acting and animation. the voice work is actually pretty enjoyable, not Oscar worth to be sure but it is quite good and I didn't come across any really bad performances, even the mindless minions sounds into it and that seems rare in games these days. The animation on the other hand is... acceptable, nothing much more than that, the environments look good and accomplish their job of hiding the invisible walls and looking pretty and believable. The character models look like a recent game for the PS2 and that is not something good on an XBOX 360. I will say this the voice acting and the soundtrack do go along way to make this a great sounding game, which would be great if I were only listening to it, which I am not.
There are a few other things that go a good ways to helping the atmosphere of this game the film scratches and other old time film effects, event he commercials that occasionally pop up are a nice touch to be sure. I am certainly no film buff, but the whole thing feel like a Quentin Tarentino movie (namely Kill Bill) turned into a game, touches and all.
Now to the bad parts.
In relation to the controls, while I think the basic control scheme is not really a problem I do feel that the commands that you gain through the upgrade system are thoroughly unnecessary. First off, why the fuck is there an evade button? This is a game where the main character's whole freaking combat style is based around jumping and moving around, too make her hard to hit and give her a combat advantage. Why does dodging have to be a separate button, and the left bumper no less, I often forget about the bumper buttons entirely, why would I use it to dodge shit when I am jumping through the air.
The Quciktime Events. I know, I know, bitching about QTE's in modern games is like complaining about bad AI and Jumping puzzles, they are here to stay because they work, for game developers. I will even admit that they have their place in games, they can spice up a cutscene nicely and provide some nifty deaths (God of War being my gold standard here) But when I have to press a button and mash another for a few seconds, it is not only flow breaking, it's pointless. In a game that empathizes constant movement and agility, spending a few seconds at each do I have to pass through is ridiculous. They are put to decent use in this game but not nearly enough to redeem the doors.
There are a few little things, the upgrade system is unnecessary, I am getting tired of action/shooter game trying to be RPG's by adding in upgrading systems.
I had to mention this last bit because out of all the nagging little things that I felt held this game back, this is the one time where I could not let it slide. This game has, in my humble opinion, THE LEAST SATISFYING BOSS FIGHT at the end of the game. Without getting into plot details the boss fight involves taking on the main villain and his remaining bodyguard, one at a time. Nothing wrong with this on the surface, pretty standard for the most part, but whatever. Here is my problem with it, the sub-boss (the bodyguard) is A 5 BUTTON LONG QUICKTIME EVENT strung together with about 3 minutes of cut-scenes of the two of you fighting. I actually had to retry it ONCE because the first time I played it I was so stunned at what I was seeing that I forgot to watch the button commands.
As if that was not enough of a kick to the balls (or punch to the ovaries) for you, the final boss fight... Are you ready for this, is a whopping 3 BUTTON QUICKTIME EVENT. That is it. That is fucking it. I actually sat there after I beat him on my first try and could not believe what the fuck had just happened. I could call this sort of fight all kinds of things, but given the rest of the game (and the state of games today) I really should not have been surprised. After all the fight with the first bodyguard (who is fucking awesome) is all QTE's and unless I skipped a cut scene by actident he dies off screen. Seriously I get to the final showdown and spent about 15 seconds asking the TV where this guy had gone to. I have never felt so let down by a game that I was looking forward to so much and enjoyed playing as I did this one.
I am used to the actual ending scenes and story conclusions failing to impress or satisfy. But never the fucking boss fights. If you want to know what this ending did to my opinion of the game, just look back at all the stuff I mentioned that was acceptable but not good. The bits I mentioned that were maybe copied from other games. The parts that didn't hurt the game but really did nothing to help it. Take all that stuff and ignore it, completely. Now this may feel like an asshole move. You have now read through a good bit of my writing (I am sorry for you) and now I am saying that none of this was worth the electricity used to power your monitor. Well, welcome to my world after finishing this game.
With some games, you know that it is not worth your money as soon as you hear about it or play the demo. Some games actually get you to buy the game and play the first couple of levels before you see the folly of your ways.
This freaking game, made me wait until the very fucking end before it decided to cockslap me in the face and laugh at me. Granted I have not taken a crack at the challenge modes yet, nor the higher difficulties, so I can't speak for it's replay value. But let me tell you it doesn't look promising. In summary the only thing I can recommend to anyone interested int his game is to go out and find the soundtrack, you'll save a good bit of money.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Questionable
I'm not usually one to speak ill of businesses that like to showcase exceptional buisnesses or business people but my latest dealings with the Cambridge Who's Who have been something of a let down from all the good things I've heard about them.
I had a charge put on my card in the amount of around $200 that I had informed them I might not be able to afford. The appointed day rolls around where I should have gotten a phone call from them and I heard nothing, the next day I had forgotten all about it because I had other things I had needed to do which as anyone who has things to do around the house knows that things get away from you.
Well I get the card bill in the mail and a package the same day and decide to go dispute the charge. The representatives were alright, well mannered and very tolerable of me and I tried my best not to sound like a raving lunatic so much as a distressed and poor person trying to get by [which I am just that actually]. However something in the conversations we had struck me as wrong. I couldn't tell what it was at the time but it was a feeling that the person on the other end of the phone was lying through her teeth at me. The conversation consisted of me being told that at the appointed day they had tried to contact me at ALL phone numbers they had listed for me which included my cell [and while I detest that thing I'll explain one thing I do like about it in a moment]. They had told me that ALL the phone numbers just kept ringing which threw a red flag up so I asked them if they had called my Cell and they swore that they had and didn't even get a voice mail. At that point the second red flag went up and I told them that it was impossible for them not to have gotten a voice mail from my cell phone, it just doesn't work that way. At this point I could tell the woman as trying to get rid of me and we agreed that no further charges would be put on the card without me giving them a phone call first but the $200 charge was going to stay.
Now the rest of the day went on with that nagging feeling that they lied to me and so I rolled out of bed and got online to check my phone records back to the first call they had with me in May. I found the number and searched the day in question to find out that they had indeed NOT done as they had said and called my cell phone. I saw some other number that was best identified as a phone company number but the Cambridge Who's Who number could not be found at all.
So if you get a call from these people I would suggest you just hang up or ask for forms in writing. I'm pretty disappointed in their business practices if they're going to lie about their actions to people over the phone.
I had a charge put on my card in the amount of around $200 that I had informed them I might not be able to afford. The appointed day rolls around where I should have gotten a phone call from them and I heard nothing, the next day I had forgotten all about it because I had other things I had needed to do which as anyone who has things to do around the house knows that things get away from you.
Well I get the card bill in the mail and a package the same day and decide to go dispute the charge. The representatives were alright, well mannered and very tolerable of me and I tried my best not to sound like a raving lunatic so much as a distressed and poor person trying to get by [which I am just that actually]. However something in the conversations we had struck me as wrong. I couldn't tell what it was at the time but it was a feeling that the person on the other end of the phone was lying through her teeth at me. The conversation consisted of me being told that at the appointed day they had tried to contact me at ALL phone numbers they had listed for me which included my cell [and while I detest that thing I'll explain one thing I do like about it in a moment]. They had told me that ALL the phone numbers just kept ringing which threw a red flag up so I asked them if they had called my Cell and they swore that they had and didn't even get a voice mail. At that point the second red flag went up and I told them that it was impossible for them not to have gotten a voice mail from my cell phone, it just doesn't work that way. At this point I could tell the woman as trying to get rid of me and we agreed that no further charges would be put on the card without me giving them a phone call first but the $200 charge was going to stay.
Now the rest of the day went on with that nagging feeling that they lied to me and so I rolled out of bed and got online to check my phone records back to the first call they had with me in May. I found the number and searched the day in question to find out that they had indeed NOT done as they had said and called my cell phone. I saw some other number that was best identified as a phone company number but the Cambridge Who's Who number could not be found at all.
So if you get a call from these people I would suggest you just hang up or ask for forms in writing. I'm pretty disappointed in their business practices if they're going to lie about their actions to people over the phone.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Ah Insomnia ... Now Where's McWheat?
I’m having an interesting brain wave lately, something just plain clicking and sending me spiralling off in some random thought pattern that defies some forms of logic unless you think the same way I do … twisted and sick.
Insomnia has been plaguing me for some time now that it’s actually getting to the point where I’m up for at least a day on end now for what appears to be no reason at all. I can even take sleeping pills at double the dosage and still be like “WTF why am I not sleeping?” Granted things are known the cause trouble going to sleep but with the way this has been going I might as well be detached from reality and sitting in a padded cell waiting for General Frosty McWheat to show up. If you don’t know who Frosty McWheat is I may elaborate on him at some other time but for now let’s just say you’re better off not knowing.
I will say it’s an interesting feeling after a while of random sleep patterns, walking around feeling like one is floating in the clouds and dreamy but still somewhat connected to the world around them. I find it to be a strange feeling, interesting but I’m not getting anything done in this state. My memory functions in an odd way to the point where you could hold a whole conversation with me and I’d retain absolutely nothing unless it sounded interesting to me or was helping my train of thought.
One of the other problems with this state is I become easily prone to a variety of suggestions, some of it just gets bizarre at this point and some people have gotten me to do some rather odd things and I’m going to omit the details on the grounds that it best be left unsaid lest anyone like to repeat the acts of pain I’ve inflicted upon others. It’s interesting to see how people react when faced with the idea of cause and effect and in this state the outcome intrigues me far more for some suggestions that I’ll do things without a second thought … or even a first as has been the case before. Sometimes it’s all the more interesting to see moral dilemmas unfold with people and then you can sit back and have a good laugh as they hash it out in their heads. That’s the kind of thing I lose when I’m in the suggestive state … morality, but I do know the difference between a good idea and a bad one and will stick to the fundamentals of the perceived right and wrong from my stand point as getting arrested isn’t fun.
The fun part is that insomnia is listed as a symptom of some [usually] underlying mental problem someone has. One of those problems I thought was kind of amusing was schizophrenia and another being anxiety, both of which made me go “DUH!” Someone either of these things would be hard pressed to be able to sleep since one gives you a range of mental problems which includes multiple personality disorder. The other just makes you worry about everything under the sun and god forbid the collection people come the next morning for that bill you got in the mail today. Since I have neither I’m a bit limited in what could be wrong with me … or what’s right, either way. The only thing I can really do at this point is wait it out like I’ve been doing the last few years and hope for the best.
Insomnia has been plaguing me for some time now that it’s actually getting to the point where I’m up for at least a day on end now for what appears to be no reason at all. I can even take sleeping pills at double the dosage and still be like “WTF why am I not sleeping?” Granted things are known the cause trouble going to sleep but with the way this has been going I might as well be detached from reality and sitting in a padded cell waiting for General Frosty McWheat to show up. If you don’t know who Frosty McWheat is I may elaborate on him at some other time but for now let’s just say you’re better off not knowing.
I will say it’s an interesting feeling after a while of random sleep patterns, walking around feeling like one is floating in the clouds and dreamy but still somewhat connected to the world around them. I find it to be a strange feeling, interesting but I’m not getting anything done in this state. My memory functions in an odd way to the point where you could hold a whole conversation with me and I’d retain absolutely nothing unless it sounded interesting to me or was helping my train of thought.
One of the other problems with this state is I become easily prone to a variety of suggestions, some of it just gets bizarre at this point and some people have gotten me to do some rather odd things and I’m going to omit the details on the grounds that it best be left unsaid lest anyone like to repeat the acts of pain I’ve inflicted upon others. It’s interesting to see how people react when faced with the idea of cause and effect and in this state the outcome intrigues me far more for some suggestions that I’ll do things without a second thought … or even a first as has been the case before. Sometimes it’s all the more interesting to see moral dilemmas unfold with people and then you can sit back and have a good laugh as they hash it out in their heads. That’s the kind of thing I lose when I’m in the suggestive state … morality, but I do know the difference between a good idea and a bad one and will stick to the fundamentals of the perceived right and wrong from my stand point as getting arrested isn’t fun.
The fun part is that insomnia is listed as a symptom of some [usually] underlying mental problem someone has. One of those problems I thought was kind of amusing was schizophrenia and another being anxiety, both of which made me go “DUH!” Someone either of these things would be hard pressed to be able to sleep since one gives you a range of mental problems which includes multiple personality disorder. The other just makes you worry about everything under the sun and god forbid the collection people come the next morning for that bill you got in the mail today. Since I have neither I’m a bit limited in what could be wrong with me … or what’s right, either way. The only thing I can really do at this point is wait it out like I’ve been doing the last few years and hope for the best.
Monday, April 13, 2009
My Deal With MMOs
Every now and then I'm forced to remember why I prefer the regular RPGs as opposed to these MMOs that most people basically live their lives through anymore. I'm not saying that they're particularly a bad thing but I am saying that the good intentions behind them have bred the breed of gamer I like to address as the fucktard population of gaming.
It basically starts out as a normal game, sometimes you can take things seriously because heck, you've put a lot of work into getting at something and someone else takes that one item that you've spent several hours [or days] on trying to obtain. I can understand the anger and frustration that lies behind some fucktard bullshitting you like that and I'm happy to say that's a normal reaction. but it's the people that DO it that need a lesson as well as an ass whupping because they've just meandered along and basically come to terms with it being ok to jack whatever they can when it best suits their needs. I'd really like to meet some of these dickish 12 year olds and show them what I really think of them with the proper application of force up their arse with an industrial strength steel rod to ensure that they'd have a hard time sitting for long periods of time and go out and get some exercise.
The next portion of these fucktards are the people that alienate their friends due to the idea that because they don't play the same MMO you do that you're not worth the time to even talk to. While your former friends are now better off without you, you suddenly have only your online guild to turn to in times of need and you'd better pray some live nearby in the event your house burns down because otherwise you're fucked. You may wonder where all your other friends have gone in that kind of situation but you have only yourself to blame. I'll pick on the World of Warcraft idiots because most of the ones I know will surf the online forums when they can't play and yammer on and on about their epic level Death Knight while those of us that don't play it are doomed to listen to your incessent babbling and pray that the gods will save us by having a semi-truck burst through the wall like the Kool Aide man and smish you like the annoying twat you are. If we've expressed that we don't play then it's most likely a good probability that we don't want to hear it. Fuck your Death Knight.
Also amongst the WoWtwats and the moronic 12 year olds we have the glitchers. Many MMOs have glitches and many of them aren't addressed. I'll take the example from Exteel where if you have a sword and you've jumped you can attack and if an opponent is close enough you close in automatically. The Bunny Hopping talentless n00bs have confused the term Dragooning with this which is wrong. Dragooning is done with a lance and you boost into the air much higher than just jumping, dropping down on your opponent. Dragooning takes skill, Bunny Hopping takes n00bs ... or nubs ... either one really since neither have any real skills other than cheap shots and button mashing.
Another problem with MMOs are bots, third party programs making use of a character and basically leveling it while you're AFK. While they never ever pick up drops they're annoying because anything mobs near them are fair game and can lead to kill stealing which can be annoying when you're trying to get x amount of mobs and the bastard keeps mowing them down before you get to them.
Lastly you have the player killers and these guys are dicks. Granted if I felt like I could get away with offing whoever I might try it once or twice but it'd never be an everyday occurance for me. In a PVP server it's expected but when I goto PVE servers I expect to be able to level in peace and not have to worry about PKers 50 levels higher than me running by and one hitting me in the middle of my training area. Fuck off and goto the PVP servers you wankers and leave me alone. If you can' deal with the hardcore PVPers then go play another game or level up and get better gear.
It basically starts out as a normal game, sometimes you can take things seriously because heck, you've put a lot of work into getting at something and someone else takes that one item that you've spent several hours [or days] on trying to obtain. I can understand the anger and frustration that lies behind some fucktard bullshitting you like that and I'm happy to say that's a normal reaction. but it's the people that DO it that need a lesson as well as an ass whupping because they've just meandered along and basically come to terms with it being ok to jack whatever they can when it best suits their needs. I'd really like to meet some of these dickish 12 year olds and show them what I really think of them with the proper application of force up their arse with an industrial strength steel rod to ensure that they'd have a hard time sitting for long periods of time and go out and get some exercise.
The next portion of these fucktards are the people that alienate their friends due to the idea that because they don't play the same MMO you do that you're not worth the time to even talk to. While your former friends are now better off without you, you suddenly have only your online guild to turn to in times of need and you'd better pray some live nearby in the event your house burns down because otherwise you're fucked. You may wonder where all your other friends have gone in that kind of situation but you have only yourself to blame. I'll pick on the World of Warcraft idiots because most of the ones I know will surf the online forums when they can't play and yammer on and on about their epic level Death Knight while those of us that don't play it are doomed to listen to your incessent babbling and pray that the gods will save us by having a semi-truck burst through the wall like the Kool Aide man and smish you like the annoying twat you are. If we've expressed that we don't play then it's most likely a good probability that we don't want to hear it. Fuck your Death Knight.
Also amongst the WoWtwats and the moronic 12 year olds we have the glitchers. Many MMOs have glitches and many of them aren't addressed. I'll take the example from Exteel where if you have a sword and you've jumped you can attack and if an opponent is close enough you close in automatically. The Bunny Hopping talentless n00bs have confused the term Dragooning with this which is wrong. Dragooning is done with a lance and you boost into the air much higher than just jumping, dropping down on your opponent. Dragooning takes skill, Bunny Hopping takes n00bs ... or nubs ... either one really since neither have any real skills other than cheap shots and button mashing.
Another problem with MMOs are bots, third party programs making use of a character and basically leveling it while you're AFK. While they never ever pick up drops they're annoying because anything mobs near them are fair game and can lead to kill stealing which can be annoying when you're trying to get x amount of mobs and the bastard keeps mowing them down before you get to them.
Lastly you have the player killers and these guys are dicks. Granted if I felt like I could get away with offing whoever I might try it once or twice but it'd never be an everyday occurance for me. In a PVP server it's expected but when I goto PVE servers I expect to be able to level in peace and not have to worry about PKers 50 levels higher than me running by and one hitting me in the middle of my training area. Fuck off and goto the PVP servers you wankers and leave me alone. If you can' deal with the hardcore PVPers then go play another game or level up and get better gear.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Yelling From the Mountain Top: Smile for the camera
I decided to get some food while I was out and about today and since one of my errands took me to an area where the handiest thing was and Au Bon Pain so that is where I went. I asked for a steak sandwich and was directed over to a warmer to get a sandwich from there. Now I could go on for hours about how this is not quality, nor is this very good service, but hell it's a franchise what did I really expect (that's a whole different rant altogether). So I take my sandwich and proceed to eat it and I have to admit, for what it is it wasn't really bad, sure there was too much jalapeno for me to finish it let alone enjoy it after a few minutes, but it was palitable.
Now as I sat there eating my mediocre sandwich I am looking over the menu behind the counter and more specifically the pictures of the food and that got me thinking. Why are those pistures such good advertising. We all know that the food will never look that nice, after all the food in those ads is crafted by the exectutive chefs of the company and photgraphed by professionals. it's something I've never been able to get a really satisfactory answer for so it continues to bug me.
Now as I sat there eating my mediocre sandwich I am looking over the menu behind the counter and more specifically the pictures of the food and that got me thinking. Why are those pistures such good advertising. We all know that the food will never look that nice, after all the food in those ads is crafted by the exectutive chefs of the company and photgraphed by professionals. it's something I've never been able to get a really satisfactory answer for so it continues to bug me.
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Friday, April 3, 2009
Don't make them like they used to.
I realize this is a heavily trod ground but seriously, what happened to good reliable craftsmanship. Outsourcing and cheap buying has let us not only reliant on other countries to produce our goods but on their shitty products.
Case and the source of this rant is the belt clip for my latest cellphone. About 2 weeks ago I bought a plastic belt clip and on Wednesday a very small part of the bit that holds the phone in place broke off. Now I am none to happy with this as I'm sure you can imagine. But on many levels it doesn't matter, after all since it is still under warranty I can bring it into the Verizon store and get a new one for free. I did so yesterday and when I got to work all was fine. I brushed up against something at work and it seems that my phone snagged on something, cause part of the area where the clip meets the section that the phone fits into broke off...
Okay fine, the clip still works and I am sure that I was being too rough on the damn thing, but still I got it that fucking morning. Seriously what the bleeding fuck! But what the fuck ever, the thing still works so I decide to keep wearing it and it holds up... for the rest of the night.
As I am getting out of my car at home I feel my phone snag a bit on my seat cover and when I reach for my phone I find that the belt clip has broken again... in the same motherfucking place that the FIRST ONE BROKE!
I mean obviously I can go and get another one but do I even want to at this point. I liked having a clip cause it means I don't have to leave my phone in my pocket (it feels uncomfortable during service) or out in the open (in a kitchen). but do I really want to potentially be replacing this thing every couple of weeks.
Seriously what the fuck.
Case and the source of this rant is the belt clip for my latest cellphone. About 2 weeks ago I bought a plastic belt clip and on Wednesday a very small part of the bit that holds the phone in place broke off. Now I am none to happy with this as I'm sure you can imagine. But on many levels it doesn't matter, after all since it is still under warranty I can bring it into the Verizon store and get a new one for free. I did so yesterday and when I got to work all was fine. I brushed up against something at work and it seems that my phone snagged on something, cause part of the area where the clip meets the section that the phone fits into broke off...
Okay fine, the clip still works and I am sure that I was being too rough on the damn thing, but still I got it that fucking morning. Seriously what the bleeding fuck! But what the fuck ever, the thing still works so I decide to keep wearing it and it holds up... for the rest of the night.
As I am getting out of my car at home I feel my phone snag a bit on my seat cover and when I reach for my phone I find that the belt clip has broken again... in the same motherfucking place that the FIRST ONE BROKE!
I mean obviously I can go and get another one but do I even want to at this point. I liked having a clip cause it means I don't have to leave my phone in my pocket (it feels uncomfortable during service) or out in the open (in a kitchen). but do I really want to potentially be replacing this thing every couple of weeks.
Seriously what the fuck.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Modern Parenting ... wtf?
For those of us that remember [not too long ago] that back in the early 90's there was a sense of structure for how parenting worked. Your child got out of line you scolded them or punished them based upon how bad they were. You were forced to show respect to your parents in order for them to show respect back which is a pretty simple and easy to follow concept. You want to be treated older you treat those higher up on the scale with the right amount of respect. In fact one thing this brings to mind is the cartoon show "The Boondocks" and dear old grandpa in the supermarket passing this lady and a disobedient child that's throwing a tantrum because he's not getting his way. I fecking LOVE the shit out of the beginning of that episode because he shows her how to discipline her child with a good old fashioned belt whipping. The point of the statement in that is discipline your kids. I see too many instances these days where kids have the upper hand on adults because people have gotten all bent out of shape. You can't even so much as yell at your kid in the store for fear of someone calling child services. I'm not kidding, someone really did that one day.
Nowadays you can't even spank your child for fear of someone saying that it's physical abuse towards a minor. So what to people do? They sit their kids in front of the TV or buy them what they want to shut them up faster. Apathy set in and parents don't really give a shit about how well their kid is growing up and if they've been taught manners. Most kids these days will blame anything they can on someone else even if it's because of their own shortcomings. Bullshit ecxuses for shitty behavior and even worse ... we let them get away with it. I maintain that some of the worst parenting that could be done is letting the kids rule you. Parents either don't give a shit or are too afraid of being told their childs being taken by child services because of a bullshit phone call.
Teenagers are the worst progression of human life though, supposedly all rebellious and needing their so called individuality when really all they do is goto the mall and conform to whatever the latest subculture trend is. I'm not even going to get in to that though, not my place and I'm just not in the enjoyment of fashion trends anyways. I wear what I feel comfortable in and not because it cost me $35 for a shirt [why do people PAY for things like that? Oh I got a $35 Nike shirt hurr hurr ... retards ...] I wear it because it's cheap and it fits and I DON'T look like a walking billboard. "But everyone else is wearing it!" "So? If they all jumped off a bridge to their deaths would that mean you'd do it too?"
I'd also like to point out that kids these days expect to get anything they want from anyone. Say you're walking down the sidewalk or hallway or something, they're not looking and they bump into you. Their immediate response is "Watch where you're going jackass" to which my response is a middle finger and a resounding "Sod off" as I continue to walk on and mind my own business. The point is though that where one would normally say "Sorry" or "Excuse me" it's now placing the blame directly on the person you walked into. Amusingly enough though if it's the wrong person, those kids either run or get trounced.
But really instill some respect into those bastard children and make them aware that their actions have consequenses because otherwise you're just a parental door mat for their amusement. Beat them.
Nowadays you can't even spank your child for fear of someone saying that it's physical abuse towards a minor. So what to people do? They sit their kids in front of the TV or buy them what they want to shut them up faster. Apathy set in and parents don't really give a shit about how well their kid is growing up and if they've been taught manners. Most kids these days will blame anything they can on someone else even if it's because of their own shortcomings. Bullshit ecxuses for shitty behavior and even worse ... we let them get away with it. I maintain that some of the worst parenting that could be done is letting the kids rule you. Parents either don't give a shit or are too afraid of being told their childs being taken by child services because of a bullshit phone call.
Teenagers are the worst progression of human life though, supposedly all rebellious and needing their so called individuality when really all they do is goto the mall and conform to whatever the latest subculture trend is. I'm not even going to get in to that though, not my place and I'm just not in the enjoyment of fashion trends anyways. I wear what I feel comfortable in and not because it cost me $35 for a shirt [why do people PAY for things like that? Oh I got a $35 Nike shirt hurr hurr ... retards ...] I wear it because it's cheap and it fits and I DON'T look like a walking billboard. "But everyone else is wearing it!" "So? If they all jumped off a bridge to their deaths would that mean you'd do it too?"
I'd also like to point out that kids these days expect to get anything they want from anyone. Say you're walking down the sidewalk or hallway or something, they're not looking and they bump into you. Their immediate response is "Watch where you're going jackass" to which my response is a middle finger and a resounding "Sod off" as I continue to walk on and mind my own business. The point is though that where one would normally say "Sorry" or "Excuse me" it's now placing the blame directly on the person you walked into. Amusingly enough though if it's the wrong person, those kids either run or get trounced.
But really instill some respect into those bastard children and make them aware that their actions have consequenses because otherwise you're just a parental door mat for their amusement. Beat them.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Racism or Opportunity
Let's take a moment to go back to the previous post and expand a little on the idea of racism a little bit and some of what it is and what people do. Obviously Racism is one person or persons who hate an entire group of people based on racial qualities such as skin color, eyes, or what have you. The KKK is a perfect example of such a thing as it's pretty damn close to an example that I can think of. There's also the World War 2 Nazis and their idea of white power but the fact they never ever started out that way give me cause to call them progressive racists [i.e. they were normal people manipulated by their leader into becomming what they did].
Now I'm in the belief that racism in this day and age isn't alright, we're a growing world economy, world relationships and all that jazz and the rest of the world could potentially be at your doorstep. I don't care about how other people feel about racism, it's just my take on it really as I'd rather not have the Chinese Mafia in my kitchen at breakfast time. That's just bloody awkward.
But I believe that some people take the idea of racism too far and apply it to where they can benefit from it. I'm talking about the working world where people can apply for jobs they can't do, not get hired, then take a business to court because of "Racial Profiling". I believe that to just be unfair to people who actually went to school to get that particular job only to have it ripped away because some bastard that has no idea what the job is thinks he can get money out of the situation for "Racial Profiling". Now I'm not saying that this kind of thing doesn't happen once in a while where some one will decide that some race of people do this kind of thing most often so they discriminate against them but when someone honestly CAN'T do the the job that they're applying for I believe it's within ALL legal rights to decline to hire them. Don't go out and take away someone's job simply because you can't do it, go to school and get the skills needed to take someone's job away because you're better at it then they are.
On a similar train of thought I'd like to say that all the people that [in seriousness not joking as I've met many people who do this jokingly] say that "It's because I'm black [Japanese, Chinese, whatever] isn't it?" whenever a comment is made that they don't like ... get a g'damn sense of humor. Not everything has to be racist unless you make it and it you make it that way then of course we're not going to like you because you're being an ass. Many times have there been people who've called me a racist only to have me prove them wrong time and again. I've had the opportunity to know several cool people that were from all sorts of places, be they black, Chinese, Swiss, and so on and so forth and to the people I don't like I have to say that I dislike you for the lack of respect you've shown me. My own little guage goes like this:
If we both show respect to each other we're cool, no problems. If you don't show respect to me then hey that's not my fault and I don't have to respect you back because there's no point.
It's simple and it works on individual people, not a group, so each reaction is different for each person depending on the degree of respect. So next time you call me a racist be prepared to have yourself labeled as one instead.
Now I'm in the belief that racism in this day and age isn't alright, we're a growing world economy, world relationships and all that jazz and the rest of the world could potentially be at your doorstep. I don't care about how other people feel about racism, it's just my take on it really as I'd rather not have the Chinese Mafia in my kitchen at breakfast time. That's just bloody awkward.
But I believe that some people take the idea of racism too far and apply it to where they can benefit from it. I'm talking about the working world where people can apply for jobs they can't do, not get hired, then take a business to court because of "Racial Profiling". I believe that to just be unfair to people who actually went to school to get that particular job only to have it ripped away because some bastard that has no idea what the job is thinks he can get money out of the situation for "Racial Profiling". Now I'm not saying that this kind of thing doesn't happen once in a while where some one will decide that some race of people do this kind of thing most often so they discriminate against them but when someone honestly CAN'T do the the job that they're applying for I believe it's within ALL legal rights to decline to hire them. Don't go out and take away someone's job simply because you can't do it, go to school and get the skills needed to take someone's job away because you're better at it then they are.
On a similar train of thought I'd like to say that all the people that [in seriousness not joking as I've met many people who do this jokingly] say that "It's because I'm black [Japanese, Chinese, whatever] isn't it?" whenever a comment is made that they don't like ... get a g'damn sense of humor. Not everything has to be racist unless you make it and it you make it that way then of course we're not going to like you because you're being an ass. Many times have there been people who've called me a racist only to have me prove them wrong time and again. I've had the opportunity to know several cool people that were from all sorts of places, be they black, Chinese, Swiss, and so on and so forth and to the people I don't like I have to say that I dislike you for the lack of respect you've shown me. My own little guage goes like this:
If we both show respect to each other we're cool, no problems. If you don't show respect to me then hey that's not my fault and I don't have to respect you back because there's no point.
It's simple and it works on individual people, not a group, so each reaction is different for each person depending on the degree of respect. So next time you call me a racist be prepared to have yourself labeled as one instead.
Yelling From the Mountain Top: Tolerance and Ignorance
Those that know me know the way I feel about other people and their beliefs. For those that may read this and don't here is the basic summary, I don't care what you believe in, I don't care what you do do in your spare time, I don't even how you practice either of the above, so long as you are not trying to force it down my throat.
To me this seems very simple and practical, some may call this a position of ignorance. That I am refusing to look at anything that doesn't affect me, but the fact is that I take this attitude because to me it is a position of tolerance. For the record I would like to state that in many senses of the word I am a racist (aside from the fact I am in fact white, see Urban Dictionary). I do not however feel any particular need to respect a person of any given ethnicity anymore than a person of any other ethnicity. I am a firm believer in personal merit and personal responsibility. (More on those later)
I am not perfect by even the most delusion, sanity depraved imaginings of the concept, even using regular human behavior as a standard, I come no where close (First class ticket to Hell bought and paid for). So basically who the fuck am I to judge what other people do with themselves.
I personally do no believe in any form of religion or worship. I include all forms because I may miss a few if I get too specific and I would hate to leave anyone out. I have nothing against faith, hope and all those other qualities that religions generally seek to inspire (and in a few isolated incidents they actually come close) but organized religion is crap in my opinion, and any really good intentions have long since been lost to the course of time in the storm battered ocean of human nature. But enough of that, this is another rant in and of itself.
Then there is sex. I am a firm believer in the theory of Quantum Fetish Mechanics and in that theme I also believe that whatever a person may want to do with themselves (or other consenting individuals) in their own space and time is entirely their own damn business. Who am I to judge or dictate how a person conducts themselves in private (used in it's loosest meaning here). Who are we as a group to judge anyone in such a manner. This is of course excluding illegal acts as they are most likely violating the primary rule of forcing one's beliefs or practices on another. If I have to explain what sort of things qualify then you deserve to be smacked brutally around a cave with a baseball bat made out of frozen hate.
Back to the subject of racism. The idea of racism is the idea of hating another person based on their race (Shocking revelation I know). To me this is all well and good but in this day and age it is more a rationalization (and a lame one at that) more than anything, to the point it is impossible to make even the most accurate observations without being labeled a racist. If you are still reading at this point then you either; understand where I am coming from or have your email windows open and are getting ready to start flooding me with emails will never read. Either way My point is that assholes are assholes regardless of the color of their skin and Ignorance is like a bullet, as in it does more harm than good.
More rants, when I have the time and booze to write them.
To me this seems very simple and practical, some may call this a position of ignorance. That I am refusing to look at anything that doesn't affect me, but the fact is that I take this attitude because to me it is a position of tolerance. For the record I would like to state that in many senses of the word I am a racist (aside from the fact I am in fact white, see Urban Dictionary). I do not however feel any particular need to respect a person of any given ethnicity anymore than a person of any other ethnicity. I am a firm believer in personal merit and personal responsibility. (More on those later)
I am not perfect by even the most delusion, sanity depraved imaginings of the concept, even using regular human behavior as a standard, I come no where close (First class ticket to Hell bought and paid for). So basically who the fuck am I to judge what other people do with themselves.
I personally do no believe in any form of religion or worship. I include all forms because I may miss a few if I get too specific and I would hate to leave anyone out. I have nothing against faith, hope and all those other qualities that religions generally seek to inspire (and in a few isolated incidents they actually come close) but organized religion is crap in my opinion, and any really good intentions have long since been lost to the course of time in the storm battered ocean of human nature. But enough of that, this is another rant in and of itself.
Then there is sex. I am a firm believer in the theory of Quantum Fetish Mechanics and in that theme I also believe that whatever a person may want to do with themselves (or other consenting individuals) in their own space and time is entirely their own damn business. Who am I to judge or dictate how a person conducts themselves in private (used in it's loosest meaning here). Who are we as a group to judge anyone in such a manner. This is of course excluding illegal acts as they are most likely violating the primary rule of forcing one's beliefs or practices on another. If I have to explain what sort of things qualify then you deserve to be smacked brutally around a cave with a baseball bat made out of frozen hate.
Back to the subject of racism. The idea of racism is the idea of hating another person based on their race (Shocking revelation I know). To me this is all well and good but in this day and age it is more a rationalization (and a lame one at that) more than anything, to the point it is impossible to make even the most accurate observations without being labeled a racist. If you are still reading at this point then you either; understand where I am coming from or have your email windows open and are getting ready to start flooding me with emails will never read. Either way My point is that assholes are assholes regardless of the color of their skin and Ignorance is like a bullet, as in it does more harm than good.
More rants, when I have the time and booze to write them.
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