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The highlight of my day today.

January 12, 2012 Leave a comment

And I know it was the highlight because it happened right off the top of my day and no experience has topped it since.

My morning routine is to get up at the sound of my braying, obnoxious alarm clock, roll out of bed and head downstairs to shower. And today was really no different. I woke up an hour late, but I was getting a ride to college, so that evened out. I got in the shower, turned on the hot water and started thinking. Thinking the way we only do in the shower. We take the sensory deprivation of the shower for granted in North America, just like the clean, drinkable water we use for it.

Just yesterday, I had started my Saints Row 2 campaign. And by started, I mean only that. I’m not even out of the hospital yet. I don’t even know if my game will pick up where I left it cos I don’t think you can save in that mission. In any case, I was/am playing as an ageing yet attractive Asian woman with blue hair and smeared purple lipstick. I told Dave this yesterday, and he said I should play as Gaben. Huh? “Gaben.” Huh? “Gaben!” Two seconds. “HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT A GABEN IS–”

At which point the computer had shut off. So, I googled it when I got back home. It’s a legitimately hilarious meme in which somebody cut the beginning of the Team Fortress 2 commentary, provided by Gabe Newell, into a stupid statement dance mix. “To stop the Gaben, press the Gaben” and so forth. His email is gaben@somethingtodowithvalve.com (not his real email, I forget what it is). And I thought of all of this in the shower, then thought to myself, “I should email Gabe Newell to tell him that Portal 2 is one of the best games I’ve ever encountered, let alone current generation, let alone console or developer–it’s just one of the best, period. Read more…

cs188’s A Michael Rosen Christmas

December 24, 2011 Leave a comment

I’mma be honest: I have no idea what I wrote last year. Not an idea in my head at all about what I wrote last year at this time, and while I know I could look it up just a few inches and a few mouse clicks away, I’m not going to at the moment. It’s Christmas Eve at my girlfriend’s house and I’ve taken a few minutes to come upstairs, check my twitter and write this blog entry mostly to have an introvert moment. A couple hours ago for my introvert moment, I was reading 11/22/63 and playing Pilotwings Resort and if the stores were open tomorrow, I’d be spending my paycheque on Mario Kart 7. The booze has worn off, I’ve lost my headphones and I really just wanted to wish you all a merry christmas. So I thought I’d share cs188’s holiday special, A Michael Rosen Christmas!

So here’s the deal.

I’m currently working on assembling my second impressions of TCAF into a proper post. Might even turn into one of those epic posts and take two and a half posts to get through all the awesome stuff that happened, but as I’m basically working from memory, I’ll try to get my girlfriend to upload those photos as fast as possible tomorrow morning. In the mean time, my buddy Chad offered to review his other favourite game of last year, Final Fantasy Tactics to take the load off of today (Sunday). Mostly because of my last post, I think–anyway. So, he was supposed to be writing that today, and I was supposed to be taking a day off. It’s around eleven thirty at night on Sunday night, and Chad has no idea how many words he’s at on FFT–he’d rather write a good article than be on time. Apparently, he hasn’t read most of my articles from volume 2!

So right now, I’m just posting this so that you subscribers know that there was something planned today. There really was, and it wasn’t my responsibility to get it posted. Cos Chad was all “Take a day off, I can do it!” And I said sure. Which isn’t my fault. In any case, do you want me to keep rambling on for 1000 words or just let stuff get stuffed? I could talk about a couple things I’ve been reading up on. Would that satiate you all? Let’s give’r the ole’ college try! Read more…

Assorted thoughts.

People tell me quite often that Twitter has no purpose, is stupid and is only for people with the most miniscule of attention spans. I don’t agree with a lot of this, and I also disagree that it makes us feel more connected than we actually are. I’ve never felt really, truly bonded to someone on Twitter the way I do in real life, but I digress. The real point I’m getting at is that people who bash Twitter aren’t bashing Twitter for what it is. They’re almost never just admonishing it for putting an artificial restraint on communication–surely there are avenues left for unrestrained expression where you could rewrite Atlas Shrugged in lojban for all I care–nonono. People who bash Twitter are bashing it for being Minecraft or for being something like Saints Row II (entirely uninformed analogy)–they’re criticizing it for doing anything you want it to do and not having an instruction manual. Twitter will do absolutely anything you can think of.

Are you looking for a place to publish the minutiae of what you eat and wear on a daily basis? Congratulations, you can do that. Are you looking for a poor man’s RSS feed for people who don’t know how to work RSS feeds so that your webcomic can reach a broader audience? You can do that, too. You can use Twitter as a forum to engage with people about things they might not necessarily publicize otherwise. You can use it solely to publicize new blog posts–OR, my favourite use of Twitter, you can do all of those things at once from the same account. By following one account, a single user can get the personal stories of the author, updates on new blog posts and projects as well as political news from around the world that they might not necessarily be tuned in to.

BREAKING NEWS: this reappraisal of Twitter has now been interrupted by the fact that Canada just elected a Conservative majority government. Read more…

Art, not art, invalid art.

March 16, 2011 3 comments

I wrote an article yesterday called “this right here, this is reality” (localisation). In reality, the title is absolutely meaningless, unlike the rest of the post. For those of you who missed it, the rest of the post is a center aligned sequence of 1004 randomly generated five digit numbers. For those of you wondering what this could possibly mean, it means a lot of things. Okay, not a lot of things, but it does mean a couple things and it is meant to raise a few questions. Questions like: what is the value (no pun intended) of a thousand individual words? If you read those numbers out loud and hyphenated the words comprising every one, you’d have a thousand original words. Technically, they are as artistic as the words you’re reading right now, or the words you read the day before that post. So why, when I tell people about it, do they call me lazy?

That’s the other meaning behind it, and what I wanted to talk about today. On Saturday, my brother and I had a long conversation my mother mistook for an argument on my family’s way to buy a car. Maybe we were coming home, but really, where we were isn’t what matters. What matters is that my brother, a physicist, and I, a critic, started to talk about what was and what wasn’t art. We talked about different examples, almost all of which I’ve forgotten by now–it’s Wednesday, what do you want from me. So, I’m gonna half-ass the examples a bit, but it’s the differences between the underlying philosophies I want you to notice. Because where my brother and I differ may become a very important thing to the arts, very soon. Where we disagreed is the line between “art” and “not art” and where that should be drawn. Read more…