tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160753532011-10-05T12:38:26.991-03:00Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12197240438794237174noreply@blogger.comBlogger931100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075353.post-41459623073362104102010-01-14T12:28:00.003-04:002010-01-14T12:53:59.514-04:00

I've just been busy.

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When it comes to video games, my most favored genre has always been that of the Japanese role-playing game, or JRPG. All of my fondest memories as a child are from these games, and I have easily sunk thousands of hours of my life into plumbing their depths. Some of my readers (as if I have any left at this point) who aren't familiar with the genre and my history might think that to be an

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Long silences on my part have become frequent enough at this point that I think this will be the last time that I explicitly draw attention to it. In any case, for the benefit of the only two people likely to see this (one being my girlfriend, and the other being married to RSS technology), given that my readership has likely long since fled, rest assured that I am still alive *resists urge to

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[Two posts in quick succession! Don't miss the pre-E3 post below this one. If you read them a week apart, you can create the illusion that I'm actually updating! Don't expect this pace to last.]Yesterday morning, I was excited. Although Microsoft's press conference was fairly forgettable, I had high hopes that Nintendo was going to wow me. Needless to say, they did not, and I'm starting to feel a

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I don't want a Playstation 3. I think that I've made that pretty clear in the past, but it's worth reiterating. It costs too much, it doesn't have any good games, it represents a new media format that I don't want to support, and it is being pushed on me by an arrogant, lying company that has somehow managed to exhaust the massive goodwill generated by the two amazing consoles that preceded it in

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Well, obviously this blog is dead. So, in the interests of generating content for my zero remaining readers, I'm going to share an e-mail exchange I had with Nathan this morning regarding my video game buying habits, since the production values for his reply were high enough that it seems a shame not to share it with the world. In all likelihood, it will sit here as the top post for the next

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Well, I've obviously now joined the large list of blogs that never update. I just can't seem to find the time anymore, as the huge gap between this post and the last one shows quite well. I started a post about a month ago, but I never got around to finishing it. It may simply be that the video game industry has been so quiet during the typical post-holiday lull that I haven't had much to talk

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Generic well-wishing to all! The holidays have come and gone, and now it's back to the daily grind. And what better way to mark that return to work than by putting off said work to write a blog post? My vacation was rather packed full of activity, and although this left me with very little time to game (aside from playing the Christmas-day Wii Virtual Console release of Super Castlevania IV from

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Call off the search! I'm still alive! Well, if you can call what I do "living", at any rate. Yes, this has been a break between posts of unprecedented length (three weeks!), and I wish that I had something meatier to offer after such a delay, but alas, this is not the case. I've been very busy both at and away from work as of late (incidentally, I'm cautiously optimistic that I might be promoted

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I have my Wii. I've now spent two solid evenings using it, and, although I want to spend a lot more time with it before offering a final opinion, I'm ready to share my initial impressions. But first, a story.Allow me to share with you the tale of my Wii purchasing adventure. The EB in the mall opened its doors Sunday at noon, and I showed up with Aiden and Vern in tow at around 11:15AM. There was

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Sorry for the long dry spell between posts-- I've been pretty busy as of late, and I haven't had much to write about besides posts of the usual "Yay Wii, Boo PS3!" variety. Which is what this is, incidentally, as this upcoming weekend is the one that I've had marked on my calendar for months: the PS3/Wii launch weekend. Wii enthusiasm and PS3 opportunism have both been building to a fevered pitch

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I am a person with a lot of video game franchise loyalty, which used to mean that I'd buy only a half dozen games every year, consisting of the newest entries in each of my chosen franchises. The problem now is that I also am very willing to try new games, and most games these days are part of or end up spawning their own franchises, which is why I now feel obligated to buy pretty much every

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[Note that the majority of the following post is actually half a year old. It had gotten very off-track while I was writing it, and it was a lot more personal than my usual fare, so I left it unfinished, but kept it around in case I was ever inclined to polish it up and post it. Writer's block has today given me that inclination. Hopefully I won't scare everyone away with it-- rest assured that

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As many of you know, I have more games than I do time to play them. I have a backlog that, the last time I counted, consisted of over twenty games, and may well be in the thirties by now. And that's not counting the new console that I'll be buying next month. So, much of my free time these days is spent logging every last second I can in front of the TV, trying desperately (and generally

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This week was next-gen console preorder week at EBGames and Gamestop locations across the continental US. Tuesday was PS3 day, and today was Wii day, and in both cases the news didn't break until the eleventh hour, presumably to help keep lines down to a minimum. The PS3 preorders were sold out nation-wide by mid-afternoon, although most locations sold out within minutes. The average allotment

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I want a Wii. I have money. These two things have been true for over a year, which is why I find it find inexplicable that, up until this week, I still hadn't been able to preorder one. I had been trying to give some lucky retailer my money for several months now, and there were no takers. It's as if the disastrous 360 launch scared North American retailers, collectively, out of taking console

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Vern and I were driving back to Fredericton last night from Saint John at about 11:00PM, taking the notorious highway where evil moose are known to prowl the darkness, seeking the souls of living men for their arcane rituals. We didn't actually see any moose, but what we did see was in a way almost more unnerving-- I almost ended the life of a beloved Zelda character.The trip began uneventfully

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Nintendo's official Wii website recently put up some short videos of the various Wii Channels in action, and overall I'm impressed. The News Channel is still unnecessary, and surprisingly bare-bones, but the equally unnecessary Forecast Channel at least has a fairly neat interface. I'm not sure that spinning a virtual globe is integral to the process of looking up weather information, but it

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Well, I had decided previously that I wasn't going to post about my adventures in gambling, given that they aren't something that I should necessarily be advertising, but, as it's coming up on two weeks since I last posted, I feel compelled to fill this space, and it's the only thing of note that I've done lately. Besides-- I would rate the likelihood (and justification) of my arrest for illegal

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Today was the big day that Nintendo fans have been waiting for since E3-- the final launch details have been revealed for the Wii at simultaneous press conferences in New York and Japan (note that all three of those links are distinct, and that the final two are to information on the respective press conferences, not Nathan-style links to general Wikipedia articles on New York and Japan). Some of

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In lieu of content, I bring you more bitching about traffic-- with pictures! I'm given to understand that that's only worth 1000 words, so I guess that this will be shorter than my usual posts. :-)The image above is a poorly drawn MS Paint representation of the Regent Street entrance to the Regent Mall, seen from above. I am represented by the red vaguely car-shaped area, in the middle lane of

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I finished Trauma Center last night, and my right hand is presently a withered, contorted, functionless claw as a result. Holy shit that game is hard. I had mentioned that I thought it was hard when I spoke at length about it a few posts below, but I had no idea just how hard it was going to get. At that point, I was still probably only half-way along what proved to be a steady increase in

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[Note: The following post contains a major Star Trek: Nemesis spoiler, but let's be honest here-- either you've already seen Star Trek: Nemesis, or you don't give a rat's ass. Still, you have been warned. Also, I guess that it contains a major Star Trek V spoiler as well, but absolutely noone should care about that, because that movie was AWFUL. Finally, bonus points to anyone who recognizes this

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For those of you unaware (probably most of you), an online version of Street Fighter II hit XBox Live a couple of weeks ago. I downloaded the demo to give it a try, because, well, it's Street Fighter II, and was confronted with a disheartening truth: I suck at fighting games. Now, this shouldn't necessarily come as a surprise, given that I've always sucked at fighting games. However, it's been

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One year after launch, the Nintendo DS had a small but select stable of A-list titles. If you had a DS, these were the games that, by all accounts, you should have been playing. Very high on that list were two quirky Japanese titles that were notable for making good use of the hardware and for being very fun: Phoenix Wright and Trauma Center, otherwise known as "the lawyer game" and "the surgery

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And here I thought that I wouldn't have anything to write about this week. As you might infer from this post's title, I was pulled over for speeding this morning. I was running late for work, and was going roughly 100kph in an 80kph zone. I can't even remember the last time that I saw a cop car in my neck of the woods. *grumble* I didn't even think the Fredericton Police Department was supposed

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There is nothing more intimidating than a blank slate. Whether you're a struggling artist staring at a blank canvas, a gifted composer looking at a blank sheet, or an amateur blogger watching the cursor blink hypnotically in an empty text editor. You've created in the past, and you know that you've the potential to produce something worthwhile, if only you knew where to begin. You know that

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I'm not certain what level of media attention that this is garnering, so I'll start by bringing all of my readers abroad up to speed on what I know has at least caused quite a stir locally. Here you go. Now, for those who don't want to be bothered, the Coles Notes version is this: an anti-abortion group camped out in downtown Fredericton, displaying large graphic photos of aborted fetuses and

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Am I the only one who was terrified by yesterday's weather? I've never been all that scared of lightning before, but as I was walking to my car after work, it seemed very much as if God was pissed about something, and had decided to take it out on the general populace. When I first left my building, the sky was fairly cloudy, but the storm had yet to really arrive. However, moments later, as the

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When I got up this morning, I turned on the weather channel, and was told that the Maritimes were going to have a nice weekend. Fuck you, weather channel. While I was driving, a caller to the radio program that I was listening to lamented the fact that she had to work all weekend, and the fellow that she was speaking to said "Yeah, that's a shame-- it's going to be a real nice weekend." Fuck you

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Remember Gauntlet? I sure do. There used to be a Gauntlet machine at the local Howard Johnson's (as well as Double Dragon, Galaga, and other classics), and I devoted a lot of time and money to it as a child. For those of you not familiar with it (for shame!), Gauntlet was a top-down dungeon crawl that played almost like a top-down shooter (maneuverable projectile-firing avatars collecting

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Well, I'm back from my vacation, which I decided to make a vacation from blogging as well, since writing one of my longer posts can eat up entire afternoons. Believe it or not, this post's title is not sarcastic. My 360 is now officially a $500 paperweight, but, to quote an old Air Farce skit that I used to find far funnier than it actually was: "I'm not bitter." It lasted through my week off, as

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I'm not even remotely ready to be a parent. I readily acknowledge this. So, I probably have no business criticizing the way in which other parents care for their children. And yet, that's precisely what I'm about to do. On my trip home today, I saw two different instances of children in mortal danger. I had another post ready for today, but I want to write about this while it's fresh, so I'll

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[Note: I originally wrote the entry below as a lengthy e-mail post-script to Nathan, and realized that I should just clean it up and put it here. I'm also going to post Nathan's comment and my subsequent reply as if they had taken place here-- he doesn't discuss his plans for assassinating prominent political figures in his comment, so I hope that he won't mind.]I almost made a one-sentence post

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I've been having a kind of a love-hate relationship with Microsoft lately, thanks to my experiences with their newest console. Even though I owned an XBox, I was a very late adopter, and I never really got on the bandwagon. I only purchased a 1/2 dozen games for the system, and I certainly wouldn't call myself a fan. However, I was quite pleased with my 360 out of the box-- it looked nice, it

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I'll no longer be going to watch anime at the university on Saturday nights, after roughly seven solid years of regular attendance. With Stefan and Aiden now busy on Saturday nights, the prospect of ten weeks by myself eating crappy junk food in a room full of people that I hate, watching shows that run the gamut from mediocre to awful, is simply too much to bear. I've got a list of shows that we

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Most everyone is in agreement that the names we currently use to describe video game genres are lacking. Individually, they are too broad, lumping together very different games, and yet, collectively, they are too narrow, without a place for many types of gameplay. I've even seen it argued by some designers that these names are actually influencing design, subtly forcing games into a mould and

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Fredericton has some of the worst drivers in the country. I believe that I recall a study at some point that indicated as much in regards to the Maritimes in general, but not Fredericton specifically, so in this, I speak only from my own experience. Any drive I take in or around this city is generally characterized by three successive emotional states. First, an inevitable outburst of anger, at

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It's not what you're thinking. Well, unless you're thinking "Jordan's obsessed with Oblivion lately, and can't afford to buy a house-- I bet this is about that damn game again." Then you'd be spot on. I tried hard to think of something unrelated to Oblivion to talk about, but that's like asking a man who's on fire to talk about something other than what is slowly cooking him. Being on fire tends

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I've had a pretty uneventful week. That is to say, a pretty uneventful week in real life. See, I've spent pretty much every waking moment outside of work playing Oblivion (aside from one evening spent playing Advanced Squad Leader with Nathan, which also included a great deal of Oblivion discussion), and even then, much of the rest of my time is spent thinking about Oblivion. In fact, I can't

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As of this past Tuesday night, I am the (somewhat) proud new owner of an XBox 360 (well, actually, it's in transit ATM, but money has been exchanged), and noone is more surprised than I am. I've stated on this site in the past that, while pretty (which doesn't count for much on my aging big-screen), the 360 didn't have much in the way of software that interested me, so I wouldn't be buying one

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Well, I know I said that I was posting all of my video game stuff on SP, but certain members of said collective don't believe that news without any accompanying opinion of substance is post-worthy. Fortunately, I don't have to worry about pleasing anyone over here on my blog. That being the case, I bring you this notification: Kingdom Hearts 2 is out. I own it, and so should you. Go buy it now.

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Well, I'm fairly certain that this marks the longest delay between posts since this blog's inception, but I wanted to leave the post regarding my move to SP 2.0 up for a while longer than usual, in order to give everyone a chance to read it before pushing it down. I'd hate to think that someone might visit, read only the most recent post, and then remain blissfully unaware of my newly expanded

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Well, as I alluded to at the end of previous post, there is a bit of change happening here. I thought it would be a few more days, but the timetable has been pushed forward. Nathan has invited me to be a contributor to Smiling Politely 2.0, which he has grown into a full-fledged collaborative blog, created and maintained using a fancy open source blogging tool, and I have accepted. It is

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I'm addicted to Rage-ohol! (Couldn't resist the Homer quote. That is to say, Homer Simpson, not the author of The Illiad and The Odyssey. Clearly the latter is not nearly so skilled a word-smith.)For anyone intimidated by the two paragraphs following this, rest assured that most of what comes after that is rage prompted by much more mundane and accessible events.I spent much of yesterday in a

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Just a short post today to share a link that I love but that nobody else will probably have time for. I think that this is yet another instance of me being too hardcore for my own good, but this 20th anniversary look back at the Nintendo Entertainment System (and the acoompanying 45-minute video at the top-right of the linked page) really took me back. From blowing on cartridges to reading

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I sent out a mass e-mail earlier this week and immediately regretted it. As I often find myself doing lately, I realized moments after sending it that it would probably have been a good post topic (well, let's not fool myself here: an adequate post topic), and I'm generally pretty hard up for things to write about as of late. Well, nothing better really presented itself between then and now, so

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So, apparently the DS will be getting all kinds of new functionality, even beyond what I mentioned in my previous post. Everyone else one seems to be quite excited about it all-- needless to say, I am not. I don't own a PSP. The reason I don't own a PSP is not because it's library is unappealing (which it is, aside from a few RPGs that intrigue me), or because I can't afford it, but rather

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Short post today, as my life continues to be seamless unending drudgery. Some interesting news out of this year's D.I.C.E. (Design, Innovate, Create, Entertain) summit courtesy of Nintendo's notoriously outspoken VP of Sales and Marketing, Reggie Fils-Aime. A full summary of his presentation can be found here, but here are the interesting bits: Apparently, the many hardcore gamers children who

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A month or so ago, Nathan made me aware of the Chuck Norris fact phenomenon, and its various offshoots (like Mr. T or Vin Diesel). Essentially, you just pick some guy with cult action hero status, and then concoct greatly exaggerated tales of his exploits, and present them as facts. These "facts" are submitted by any visitor to the site who is inclined, and, having no real filtering process, vary

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Well, they've done it again. Nintendo has officially announced a re-design of their most recent portable, the Nintendo DS. The Nintendo DS Lite will be smaller and lighter, featuring adjustable brightness and with a change in colour to the disgustingly trendy iPod white. But does anyone really care?Anyone who's at all familiar with Nintendo's portables is aware that Nintendo is no stranger to

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For those of you who may not know, I have an infrequent but alarming problem with my left hand. Roughly once a month, all five fingers on it will start jumping around and twitching without any prompting by me. I still largely retain control over the fingers during these spasms, but I can't keep them still. Even if I clamp my other hand or my arm over them, they'll still try to move, and I can

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My poor new car has not been very lucky. It's a sweet (and expensive) ride, it looks great, I love it to death, and I hope to have it for a long time, but I think it's cursed. Within a month of first buying it, a gravel truck trundled by and scratched the front and almost put a hole in my radiator with some loose bouncing stones, as well as cracking my brand new windshield, which had to be

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Everyone prepare to laugh. You have been warned. Like most people, I've always entertained the foolish nebulous intent to write the great American Canadian novel some unspecified day in the future, well aware that I probably never would get around to it. Well, lately, I've been feeling a little stifled. As I put it in a recent e-mail: "My life is unrelenting boredom and fatigue, punctuated by

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For anyone who wasn't aware, Kingdom Hearts 2 came out in Japan just before Christmas. In case any of you feel like teasing yourself (except for the twins, who regularly play import games and could play it right now if they were so inclined-- bastards), here's a preview from Gamespot. Be forewarned that they claim (in bold caps) that the second paragraph is spoiler-iffic. I wasn't brave enough to

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I hit a deer on Christmas Eve in my new car. As is our tradition, we were out visiting a specific set of friends, and since my parents were both drinking I was the one doing the driving. On the way home at roughly 11:30PM, we came up behind it, as it was bounding down the side of the highway, and no sooner did I get the word "deer" out of my mouth then it jumped out in front of us. I came onto

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Short post today-- I'm too tired to talk at length (didn't get home from Vern's until after 2AM), but I found this hilarious and felt compelled to share it with everyone. Enjoy this photo gallery of children being terrified by Santa. Merry Christmas! :-)Also amusing: Pokemon causes cancer.

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Yesterday, I saw a bit of gaming news that made me very, very depressed. Working Designs has shut it doors. Some other people might talk about the death of Black Isle or the end of Sega's hardware days, but for me, this is easily the worst video game news that I have ever heard. Apparently they've been dead for some time, but Vic (the company's head and founder) finally let everyone know a few

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Sunday morning, I got up early to go with my parents to watch some 3-foot tall people play hockey poorly in the cold. And I enjoyed myself. I'm as surprised as anyone.You see, my little (age 4, I think?) cousin Avery came to town this weekend to play in a Timbits hockey tournament. [Aside: Is it still called Timbits hockey? It was years ago. I'll assume it still is. Tim Hortons is certainly still

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Last night, at around 3AM, I, Travis, and Trevor decided to grab a bite to eat at the Diplomat. The place was very crowded given the time, since usually the bar crowd has started to clear out by that hour, but I was commited, and it was either wait or go home. So, we waited, roughly half an hour I think, and watched lots of drunks stumble around and generally make asses of themselves. When we

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I miss reading. I really do. Time was, I'd spend much more time with a book in my hand than with a video game controller. I used to spend my lunch breaks at school reading outside while pacing a slow square around the playground. Hell, much to the concern of my mother, I was known to walk down the side of the highway with my nose in a book on occasion (I'd just like to say that, for the record, I

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Well, for anyone who's interested, which I suspect is noone, since even I am fairly indifferent: the XBox 360 launched yesterday to engineered mayhem due to possibly intentional shortages causing demand to exceed supply all over the continent. The next generation of gaming has begun. Its launch lineup is generally agreed to be middling at best, and personally there's not a single game in it I

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Well, this is possibly the longest break between posts I've allowed since this blog's inception (I'm too lazy to check), not to mention that the previous post was pretty lacklustre. Before starting work, I had planned to update on the weekends, but a week of work quickly reminded me how precious free time is, so I instead decided that I'd update during my lunch hour once or twice a week. The

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You should all be ashamed of yourselves. And this after the climax of Monday's second episode was possibly the funniest thing I'd ever seen. When the show comes together like that it makes Seinfeld look like crap.Also, I hate SquareEnix now. Looks like I can finally swear off Final Fantasy once and for all.

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They've got a cool toy in the training room here, and I want one. A SMART board is an electronic white board. We had a white board at my last job that could be scanned and printed, but, while I found that to be pretty cool at the time, this blows it out of the water. Various features can vary from board to board, and they can be front or rear projection, but the set-up we have here is a PC

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My regularly scheduled post was supposed to be yesterday, but they kept me pretty busy here through the day, and after I got home I was tired (thanks to 3 or so hours of sleep the night before) and I fell asleep on the couch while reading through reams of HR material. By the time I woke up, my TV shows had started, and my entire television schedule is pretty much concentrated on Monday and

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Well, the letter of offer has yet to make it to my mailbox, so it's not really official yet, but, after a nearly 6-month extended vacation, I am now gainfully employed as a programmer/analyst by the New Brunswick Department of Transportation. The people seem nice, the pay is good (not as high as I thought I might get, but still higher than the 35k-40k/annum that I'd been asking for during all of

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Well, I've finished Shadow of the Colossus, and am overall very pleased with my experience. I gave a brief overview of the game a few posts ago when I bought it, so rather than repeat myself I'll get right to the specifics. Shadow of the Colossus is all about atmosphere. It's light on story, has very simple (albeit flexible) gameplay mechanics, and has a huge sandbox with almost nothing in it,

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...and its name is "Sudoku". I'm sure that everyone has heard of it by now. It's the puzzle game sensation presently sweeping across North America, or at least its newspapers. I first encountered it a month or two ago when I was at the Sheraton for BackBone's information session, leafing through a copy of some major paper (National Post? Globe and Mail?). I glanced at it, got the impression from

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So, this past Thursday was my birthday, and I decided to treat myself with an ill-advised trip to Electronics Boutique (which I think officially changed its name to EBGames at some point, but will soon become GameStop) that ended up costing me almost $200 of money that I don't have. I was there to pick up two preorders, make two more preorders, and browse the used Playstation games section,

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Well, we're fast nearing November, and the release date of the XBox 360, the first in the next iteration of consoles, is nearly upon us. The next generation of console gaming is coming, promising better graphics, greater levels of connectivity and customization, and expanded multimedia functionality. Yes, a veritable gamer's utopia is fast approaching. And I desperately wish that there was

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There's been a great deal of activity in the world of Final Fantasy as of late, and surprisingly little of it has made front page news, requiring some digging on my part. First off is the region 1 DVD release of Advent Children. If you look around on-line, most retailers have a late-November release date listed, and, depending on where you look, you'll find that it may or may not have an original

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So, a few days ago I made a trip to the hospital to have some bloodwork done. At 6:45. In the morning. Meanwhile, my dad has an appointment at noon and he's bitching that it's not as early as mine. I just don't DO 6:45. Even when I'm staying up all night, I like to get to bed by 6 or so in order to get to sleep before the sun comes up. And I sure as hell never get up at 6AM (which is what I had

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When I read a blog (or any page, for that matter), I generally check daily (if I visit with any less frequency, I have trouble remembering the page exists at all), and when there's not an update every few days, or when an update is short and/or lacklustre, I find myself disappointed. It has recently come to my attention that most people are not in fact me, and that the frequency and length of my

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I have several friends who spend a non-trivial percentage of their timing listening to music, but I just can't fathom how or why. I can barely bring myself to listen to music at all, let alone care about any part of it outside of the listening experience. My exposure to music that is not accompanying some other, more enjoyable experience (TV, movies, video games, etc.) consists entirely of what I

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Well, according to an in-game progress indicator, I'm 23% of the way through the narrative, and while that's probably not as far as I'd like to be before sounding off on it, I can't really think of anything else to talk about at the moment. So, for anyone living under a rock for the last couple of weeks, Indigo Prophecy is a innovative new game in which you play a man who's committed a grisly

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To kick off the latest in a series of "I feel old" posts: time was, FAQs of any kind that pertained to video games were always pretty scarce (note: as it applies to video games, the definition of FAQ has expanded to include pretty much any cheat/hint/walkthrough document, as opposed to strictly lists of Frequently Asked Questions). If you wanted help with a video game, you either called a friend

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Note: Although this post is definitely about video games, it's much more about me, and I've written it so that in-depth video game knowledge isn't really necessary.I've always loved RPGs. I still remember my first love-- Phantasy Star for the Sega Master System. As I child, whenever we visited our family in Chipman, I used to run over and wake my cousin Shane earlier than he probably would have

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That is all.[As an aside, and in the interests of keeping today's post count at 3, this article linked by Tycho that discusses what ideas might be driving Nintendo's development efforts is quite interesting for anyone with the fortitude to read it all. Personally, I ate it up.]

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This didn't occur to me when I first saw the Revolution controller (nor, evidently, to anyone else, since I've seen no discussion on this matter), since the revelation kind of threw me for a loop and sent all other thoughts spiraling right out of my head, but I just recently reconciled that controller with what we already know about the system. Specifically, I'm talking about the impact of the

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So, I tried going to bed earlier for a few days, in anticipation of the Backbone information session, and failed miserably, dragging myself out of bed after only 2-3 hours of sleep (on a side note, I shouldn't have gone, because it was very interesting and made me want to make video games for a living, a dream I thought I had abandoned years ago when I decided to go to UNB instead of Digipen).

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I'm going to make this one short since I have to get up in the morning tomorrow and I should have gone to bed hours ago instead of watching Advent Children.[Fanboy fawning]Wow. Tycho's right: that's an hour and a half of total fanservice. It takes a while to get going, but once it does, it doesn't slow down until it's over. Just scene after scene of badass fights, badass CG, and total disregard

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Well, Nintendo has finally revealed their new controller for Revolution. Without further preamble (click on either image for a closer look):So, um, yeah. There you have it. The top picture shows the standard interface, while the bottom picture shows it with one of what will supposedly be many possible attachments, with this specific attachment being meant to offer a more traditional console

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I'm aware that prevailing opinion among most gamers is that First-Person Shooters are at their best on PC, and that trying to play them on consoles with a controller is difficult and not nearly as intuitive. Well, I disagree. The reason that people feel this way is because FPS used to be a PC-only genre, showing up on consoles only in the post-16 bit generations, and everyone got used to playing

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I hate getting up in the morning. I hate getting up period. I have this odd relationship with sleep-- I hate going to sleep, but once I finally do, I hate having to stop. Anyway, I have to get up Saturday morning for an information session at 10:30AM with a video game company visiting Fredericton, and I somehow have to get my schedule turned around by then. Knowing this, I stayed up last night

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I don't think I like money. At the very least, I don't like keeping it. I have this insatiable urge to buy shiny new things, that:A) Will (sometimes) cost less if I wait.B) I don't have any time to actually enjoy.C) I recently cannot afford.Whether it be video games, anime, or manga, I carefully review online catalogues at the beginning of every month and make detailed and categorized lists of

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Prepare to guffaw as I regale you with a tale of my own embarrassing, child-like ineptitude.I was getting ready to go to town last week, when I got out of the shower to discover that I didn't have a clean black T-shirt (despite the fact that I have 5). I found 3 on the clothes-line, but they were wet and wrinkled. So, in a panic, I called my mother at work and had her walk me through the

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Starting at 3PM yesterday, A&E began airing a 24 marathon, showing all of season 4 from start to finish. For anyone who hasn't seen it, take it from me-- 24 is a very exciting show. I tried my damndest not to like it initially, since I always resist jamming more TV programs into my bloated TV hole, but, during its first season, it aired after another show I watched at the time, and before I knew

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This post isn't about video games!Well, it's been three months, $200, and far too much nuisance, but I've finally got my new vanity plates (I ask that anyone who already knows what's on them keep it to themselves so as not to ruin the surprise). I'm sure they'll look really nice once I'm allowed to put them on my car. Why aren't they on now, you ask? Well, you see, Service New Brunswick hates

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Aiden e-mailed me a question today, and closed with "I feel like I should have sent this to Red Mage or something." So, that gave me the idea to answer it here and see what everyone else thinks. Here's his e-mail (edited slightly because I've gone mad with power):I have a question about my WoW priest. I know you have never played the game but you have lots of experience with building characters

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I just lost an entire post for the second time because there's no undo option. I'll have to start writing these posts in another editor and pasting them in. *grumble* There's nothing I hate more than writing the same thing twice.

Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12197240438794237174noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075353.post-1125508151885622352005-08-31T13:17:00.000-03:002005-08-31T22:12:57.880-03:00

Well, looks like the first organic extension is video games. I'm sure that noone is surprised. :-)I'm not really a PC gamer, and I never have been-- I've always gone to consoles to get my fix. My post-Commodore PC gaming experience consists almost entirely of LucasArts graphic adventures and MUDs. So, that being said, the following statement lacks the gravity that it might otherwise have: Jagged

Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12197240438794237174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075353.post-1125503852354483602005-08-31T04:57:00.000-03:002005-08-31T15:07:15.196-03:00

I'm not certain what prompted this latest lunacy, but, for whatever reason, I've decided that it's my turn to start (and then subsequently abandon) a web log (there you go, Aiden). I've often toyed with the idea in the past, since I do enjoy rambling at length, but I was never inclined to go to the trouble of setting one up. Curse the internet for making the process so easy that a child could do

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