I made a pretty bold promise in Throw It Against the Wall* a little while ago. That was that 2012 is the year I make a video game. I really thought I had it figured out. I wanted to finish and put to rest an idea that’s been kicking around since, probably, seventh grade. It’s evolved since then, but the core of it has always been the same. A story about relationships in wartime, about disparate definitions of right, about making tough choices and taking terrible, necessary action that you know…
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What My Favourite Games Say About Me
Yes, this is a nerd thing. 100%. I came across this list of what games say about the people who play them. I find them unnervingly accurate. What do your favourite games say about you? Here are mine: Minecraft: You’re a very attentive lover. No comment. Starcraft: You like cooking, but not baking. Check out some Throw It Against the Wall for discussions about how much I don’t like baking. And how much it doesn’t like me. Portal: You’ve started a Twitter hashtag game. Several times. Sigh. Civilization: You get excited by the bulk…
I AM NOT DEAD.
It’s been since before Christmas that I blogged a blog. So here I am, letting you know that I have not, in fact, died. In fact, I’ve been pretty busy. Over the Holidays I went to Costa Rica. Be jealous. This is in the jungle, on the side of a mountain, within sight of the Pacific, in the middle of nowhere on the Nicoya peninsula. While I was there, I had some beer and met a dog. Oh, and a pig. I got back at about 2 AM Dec. 30th…
Beautifying Gaming, Part One
So, late in 2010, I bought myself a SNES. It was the first console I’ve ever owned. I have seriously fond memories of playing NHL ’94 (at least, I think it was ’94–the one that brought in fights), GT Racing, Mortal Kombat etc. over at my buddy Paul‘s place down the street. Bikes would get piled out in front of the garage and the neighbourhood kids (our group, who I now refer to as “the Briargreen Old Boys”) would get piled up on the couch, swapping controllers between four or…
Canoe Resuscitation
So the last post got my brain juices flowing on that canoe I posted pics of. It’s in rough shape, guys, seriously. I mentioned this already, and the pic of the chewed-up bow is only the start of it. Like all things cottage- and Park-related, this canoe is kind of a special piece in my family. It was a sort of rescue–a disused boat that Omer Stringer (of Beaver Canoe semifame) had lying in the back lot. From some minimal research, it seems to be a Chestnut Canoe Company product–the exact…
The Bookshelf Test
You know, Past Leslee’s blawg (over at http://letterstofutureleslee.wordpress.com) is a constant source of gnawed minutiae and spurious organs. When it’s not being totally random (and a little gross, based on my choice of descriptors) I get to thinking a little about what she’s writing about. And she has recently written about dating people on dates and about how you should scrutinize someone’s bookshelf to get to know them. And so I decided to do the bookshelf test on myself, to see if I’m date-able or whether I come off like a…