Hey, everyone. I had a nice day today. Slept in, lounged around reading Pulse news on the Padster. Played about 20 songs on the keyboard. Carley and I sang a few. I was using a music book called Anthology Of Rock Songs. Some nice person really did a good job breaking those songs down so that they are fun and easy to play, although still quite representative of the original. It's quite fun going from one generation of songs to another as you flip the pages.
Have you ever noticed how many songs there are that the title does nothing to help you remember the song? Like I was playing a song by Toto today called Africa. He sings about the rains down in A..fri..ca. No problem, the title and the words are mutually efficient in bringing back a memory so you can buy it without saying, "You know that song called Berkely Blues but it's really about Africa?"
Books and movies are the same way. So many titles seem to have nothing to do with the content. I have books before me on these shelves that I read the title and say, "What the heck was that about?" I think that, in our desire to be cryptic, we who write mess up on the titles of our books. This is especially true of the spy genre. Of course, it's their book or song and they worked their butt off on it, so call it what you darn well please.
Recently, I read a review of the excellent game called 9mm. This guy in the review did a nice job on it but he said that he played the game all the way through in 2 hours. Gee. I know I'm an old player and I'm slow and all that. But I have had this game for about 2 weeks . I have played it at least an hour a day and haven't come close to finishing it. The first night I played it, I played it for 3 or 4 hours. I don't mind the time because I want good value for my money. Besides, it is terrific fun. The thing is, how can I even think about playing any on-line multi-player if I am the very epitome of a 'Lame Gamer'? I will say that I could have used some help in that alley behind the Sunset Diner the other night. I was pinned down behind some crates and these bad guys were wearing me out and cursing me. I had a shotgun and I would pop in and out of cover and 'redecorate their kitchen'. Sorry, I was getting into character for a moment. It is a great game. Notice how well the title fits? 9mm. Oh yeah, that's about shooting stuff, right?
The on-line multi-player thing. I don't know why I have such a phobia about this. I am by nature reclusive but this is supposed to be great fun. I did see some comments around the app store and other places about the fact that there is some hacking that goes on through this medium. For instance, with the wonderful space shooter called NOVA 2, you can buy these additional 'maps' that feature other planets. A guy was telling about how he had been hacked by this guy who he had played with. It's a shame that a few can mess things up for the many.
I scarcely recognize my present conservative personality as belonging to the wild guy that I was during the decades of the 60's and 70's. I am almost totally domesticated, I guess. I may spend a bit of time this evening in refection about this. Perhaps I can figure out how I arrived here on the outskirts of civilization; the elderly hermit, at the place called the author's green retreat.
I'm CE Wills.
Have you ever noticed how many songs there are that the title does nothing to help you remember the song? Like I was playing a song by Toto today called Africa. He sings about the rains down in A..fri..ca. No problem, the title and the words are mutually efficient in bringing back a memory so you can buy it without saying, "You know that song called Berkely Blues but it's really about Africa?"
Books and movies are the same way. So many titles seem to have nothing to do with the content. I have books before me on these shelves that I read the title and say, "What the heck was that about?" I think that, in our desire to be cryptic, we who write mess up on the titles of our books. This is especially true of the spy genre. Of course, it's their book or song and they worked their butt off on it, so call it what you darn well please.
Recently, I read a review of the excellent game called 9mm. This guy in the review did a nice job on it but he said that he played the game all the way through in 2 hours. Gee. I know I'm an old player and I'm slow and all that. But I have had this game for about 2 weeks . I have played it at least an hour a day and haven't come close to finishing it. The first night I played it, I played it for 3 or 4 hours. I don't mind the time because I want good value for my money. Besides, it is terrific fun. The thing is, how can I even think about playing any on-line multi-player if I am the very epitome of a 'Lame Gamer'? I will say that I could have used some help in that alley behind the Sunset Diner the other night. I was pinned down behind some crates and these bad guys were wearing me out and cursing me. I had a shotgun and I would pop in and out of cover and 'redecorate their kitchen'. Sorry, I was getting into character for a moment. It is a great game. Notice how well the title fits? 9mm. Oh yeah, that's about shooting stuff, right?
The on-line multi-player thing. I don't know why I have such a phobia about this. I am by nature reclusive but this is supposed to be great fun. I did see some comments around the app store and other places about the fact that there is some hacking that goes on through this medium. For instance, with the wonderful space shooter called NOVA 2, you can buy these additional 'maps' that feature other planets. A guy was telling about how he had been hacked by this guy who he had played with. It's a shame that a few can mess things up for the many.
I scarcely recognize my present conservative personality as belonging to the wild guy that I was during the decades of the 60's and 70's. I am almost totally domesticated, I guess. I may spend a bit of time this evening in refection about this. Perhaps I can figure out how I arrived here on the outskirts of civilization; the elderly hermit, at the place called the author's green retreat.
I'm CE Wills.
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