“GET ON THE GROUND!”
Jordan Mathewson, a.k.a. ‘Kootra’ of streaming organization The Creatures, raised his hands in the air and looked behind him to see a heavily-armed police force bust into the room and order him to the floor.
I’m guessing most people won’t ever have to ask themselves that question. Weirdly, there was a point in my life where I actually did. And I said yes.
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Let’s be real here. I never actually defended Zoe Quinn.
Fuck Mountain Dew.
Full disclosure: Even before the bout began, I was in Morphopolis’ corner. It’s the kind of game I find rather easy to get behind: an artistic take on a much-maligned genre usually relegated to the edutainment sphere.
Recently, a buddy of mine posted something on Facebook claiming Sony was crazy for passing on EA Access. He was over the moon about the service, and couldn’t believe Sony doesn’t offer it to their consumer base. As his friend, I was excited for him, even if I personally wasn’t interested — at least not yet — in signing.
My lovely lady just acquired a new dog, so by default, I just acquired a new dog. An 11-week-old Westie puppy, to be precise. He’s a handful, but I’ve grown to like the little scamp despite the fact that I actually dislike most dogs outright.
The only problem — aside from his constant desire to pee everywhere and bite everything — is that I now have practically zero moments to devote to one of my favorite past times: playing video games.
Every time I’m alone with the pooch, I have to spend every second watching him so that he doesn’t further decrease the value of the security deposit. Add to that his “adorable” tendency to chew the shit out of my controller whenever he can, even waking up from a sound sleep anytime I so much as grip the sticks, and we’ve got a problem.
It doesn’t help that my lovely lady has little tolerance for games in general, or at least ones that don’t have characters that constantly remind you that it’s — ah them, ah — Mario. So even when she’s home and can watch the scamp, sitting down to get a smidge of quality game time is out of the question.
I know what you’re thinking: Tough shit, buddy. And perhaps you’re right; shit is tough and complaining about not being able to play games because I now have a puppy in my life sounds incredibly childish.
But damnit, I love games. And sometimes going into V.A.T.S. and blasting things all to hell is just what the doctor ordered after a long day spent toiling in the rigors of reality.
Once a week, I pull a late-nighter and try to get as much work done as possible. When I do, I head to a coffee shop in Cleveland, Ohio called Common Grounds. Thanks to the awesome but distracting atmosphere, (and the help of the toffee coffee called The Crazed Englishman) I’m able to knock my homework right the fuck out.
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