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Wee Hours, Big games

    Hey, everyone. It's good to see that you guys are ever-vigilant, out there in the mysterious etherworld of the internet. Here at the green retreat it is well nigh 3 AM on Thursday morning.
    I am eating boiled eggs, spicy California barbecue chips, saltine crackers and candy. I am washing it all down with champagne. I can hear a lonesome train whistle in the distance, toward the mountain, to the west.
     I knew that there were several big games coming out tonight and that I would be spending some dinero on the app store. I also knew that there was a convention of used car salesmen in town. Those guys like to wear those loose polyester pants so they can jiggle their loose change in their pockets while they B.S. you. Therefore, I went to the hotel and searched all the couch cushions in the lobby and the lounge for quarters and dimes. I found enough to buy the games I wanted. (Hey, it's a joke.)
     As we speak, I am downloading Modern Combat 4: Zero Hour. This is the just released 4th installment of the First Person Shooter that has achieved a huge following. The file is a massive 1.44 Gig, the largest I have ever downloaded. I deleted several games to make room for it on my Padster. It utilizes a new graphics engine called Havok. The price? $6.99 on your friendly neighborhood app store.
   I am also downloading Minigore 2: Zombies. This is the sequel to the hugely popular dual stick shooter. It is a small file with a price of $1.99. It is only 40 MB or so. Those who are long time readers will recall that I opined of the first version that they could have done a lot more with it. There should have been new enemies that popped up at certain levels, etc. I see that this one is supposed to have, like, 60 different enemies. Cool.
     I am also downloading a free game called Into The Dead. It is supposed to be some sort of endless runner in which you are running through zombie hordes, which is 'just my game, Huckleberry', to quote Doc Holliday from Tombstone, my favorite Western.
     Speaking of westerns, I just finished writing the 9th, and final, e-book of my Notch series about the great gunman, Cedric Gant. I still have to type it, make a cover and get it sent to Amazon and Smashwords, but I am thrilled to finish the series. I am trying to finish all my series so that I leave no loose ends for my readers if I suddenly depart this current world. I have thoroughly enjoyed writing these western short stories and I think you'll enjoy them, if you can stand adult situations and language.
     I have burned the midnight oil to finish my book and the games, of course; and also the blog post, so I must bid you a fond good night.
    I'm C.E. Wills; gamer, change scrounger and western writer.
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