My Evolution In Gaming; the Playstation 4

    Hey, everyone, across the globe. Since I have taken a year off from blogging, I felt that I should tell you about my past year in gaming. As you older hands know, I played everything from pong to Intellivision, back in the day. But I became fiercely involved in raising children, building a career and the like. I missed the whole X-Box generation. Once the initial I-Pad came out, I became a gamer again.
    When the in-app purchase plague began to raise sores on the buttocks of I-Pad owners, I sought a better experience. I decided that Steam gaming on PC might give me better gaming at a reasonable price by buying at the sales. And so it did for awhile.
    What a thrill it was for me to play Tomb Raider, Mordor and Serious Sam! But then I was to learn that many desirable games would not play on my PC. I had a real desire to play Far Cry 4 after playing Far Cry 3. Alas, it would not play on my machine. I even bought the Game Guide and read it, without playing the game. At length, I came to understand that any game sold for Playstation 4 would certainly run on that device. So I was on the verge of swapping allegiance when I made a discovery on the bowels of my computer. I found that Steam had installed a spy system on my PC called Punkbuster. It was, supposedly, for the purpose of catching cheaters.
     Naturally, the beloved E.U.L.A most likely would tell people that Steam could do this. At any rate, I erased my Steamy stuff, gave up the money and games I 'had' and went to buy the Playstation 4.
      I have had a ball so far. Sure, there have been games I don't like, but I've played some great ones too. I replayed Tomb raider and Mordor and they were better on PS4. I finally got to play that elusive nymphet known as Far Cry 4. As you know, I'm old, 64, and am not the greatest gamer in the land. I spent 3 months playing in that fabled land of Kryat. It was one of the most enjoyable adventures of my life and the pleasure was worth thousands of dollars to this pilgrim.
I doubt that I will buy virtual reality for my system this fall. I have had a game or two that gave me dizziness and nausea. I can see where the VR might be worse on that sort of thing.
   Carley, my wife of 44 years, is a serious gamer. She loved all the puzzles in the three pack of the Uncharted games and she does this sort of thing while I ride elephants or destroy enemy camps in games. Oh, she will tame a sabertooth or stealth kill a bad guy, but she usually renders such work to the elderly Beastmaster, at the author's green retreat. I'm CE Wills.

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Shadowgun: Crushing The Driller On Level 4

Hey, everyone. Let's talk about the game called Shadowgun, the I-Pad game with which I have a love-hate relationship. Most of you who made it past the evil Cyber Lobster are doubtless locked in a death struggle with the Driller at the end of level 4. At this point you have been in the cave for a long time. The Driller breaks through the rock wall and chases you through the tunnel as you try to shoot out the green lights which slows the Driller down. If you are slick enough to shoot out all the lights and emerge from the cave, a rolling door crashes on the Driller and crushes his aggravating carcass. I have tried and failed to beat the Driller at least 250 times. I hate the Driller to the heights and depths my soul can reach. I hate it like a plague. I hate it with intensity of feeling. I hate it like a rich man hates taxes. Excuse me, I got carried away. We had a big dinner here at the green retreat and my friend Trevor was ...

Faerie In a Glass Jar

Hey, everyone. Sometimes gaming can be high-pressure. Take tonight, for instance. I was playing the excellent puzzle game titled 4 Elements #2. I have already done a review of it so I won't attempt to do so again. You have to match symbols and use 'power-ups' to get molten lava to flow around a board and bring life back to a faerie world. Cool. That's what I do. I'm into it. There are also a variety of mini-puzzles such as hidden objects and even putting together a jigsaw puzzle. Hey, when I get in trouble I call Carley. Anyway, tonight, Carley wasn't around when a crisis struck. I was confronted with a faerie in a glass jar. She was crying for help. She said that she was running out of air. Every minute or two she would rattle the jar. In order to free her, I had to find all these objects and use them. Like there were some missing books. Then there was the pieces of a torch. When I found them I could light all the candles. I found the pieces of ...

You're Aiming the Missile Where?

Hey, everyone, out there in game-land. The number 1 game on the friendly neighborhood app store is Call of Duty: Strike Team . No wonder, because it is a terrific game. The farther I play, the cooler it gets. But before I get to that, what are all these numbers indicating on my gun? Has to be some sort of ammo indicator for the clips, I guess. either that or some of my compadres has trouble doing his math homework. Whatever. Hey. Check out the picture of me hitching a ride on an enemy truck so that my team can infiltrate a missile silo. Do you like the face mask? I bought it at a store called Fashions by Bane. Ha, ha. (Batman Reference) On this mission, my team was assisted by a Russian Spetsnaz squad. How's that for detente, comrade? These Spetsnaz guys make everything fun. What I mean is this. We shoot bunches of enemies and get into the bowels of the silo. We get to the gantry where the missile is (Pictured above) and we see that the rad...

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