To anyone who has ever been addicted to a game before

Many games can be addicting. There are many levels and planes of addiction. As games get more and more sophisticated they become one of two things: extremely hooking and addictive, or very boring and bulky. There is sometimes a fine line between the two, and can lead to years of dispute among hardcore opposing factions.
On the other end of the spectrum are the simple games. These games are simple in that everyone can play them, and that you either love them or you hate them.
While I can most definitely appreciate the energy and zeal that some people place in their defense of their favorite new (or old) FPS or RPG or strategy game (I certainly have many of my own opinions and positions on many games), sometimes it is the simple things in life that matter the most. When you live, breath, and spend days on end playing Zelda, Super Mario Bros., Solitaire, Space Invaders, or, with a friend, Super Mario Bros. Battle Mode, then you can acquire a new prospective on life. That water stain on the wall looks like a map of Hyrule. You can divide every human race on earth into three groups, Terran, Zerg,and Protoss. Your major diet consists of mushrooms and apples for your trusty dinosaur steed. Walking down the street, you are compelled to pick up some cherries from the store while checking over your shoulder for ghostly figures and keeping tabs on power pills. You take up card counting for a game of Solitaire. You check every dark corner in the room for hidden ammo and unseen zombies. You routinely cross the freeway on foot while catching as many flies as possible.
And you can also truly understand and appreciate this movie. I rolled over laughing at this. (Yes, it is in Quicktime, but I thought it was worth the evil).


*edit: Be sure to check out some of the other cool videos they have on their website. Such as Metal Gear Solid and the Hitman trailer. Amazing.

Ocular Stimulation

Seeing as it is so close to Christmas, and that I am just the happy cheery go-lucky guy that I am ;), I just had to put up my string of Christmas lights. The set that we had up from last year would have still been up, but it had died by March/April. Somewhere thereabouts. I am currently the president of the leading conspiracy theory which believes in the fact that they purposely make the lights in a "cheesy" fashion so as to force you into buying multiple pairs a year. They, of course, deny all knowledge.
Anyway, I had Blake friend Lydia pick me up 2 strings (for 2.50 a string. what a bargain!) a little while back. I currently have one string up. I am not sure if I really should put the other string up, seeing as I already get minor sunburns on my right side due to the constant exposure of the bright lights right over my shoulder. They will at least make good backup lights in the case of a power outage.

Boston Paluza

I'm not quite sure what has been happening this past week, but it has to have been something. My computer has been on fewer hours than I have been playing Violin. There is definitely a disturbance in the force going on here. Particularly, I can note a small bit of damage done in my right typing hand. I cannot type more than a few sentences or lines of code before I make an error. The spam email has been piling up and my desktop picture has gone unchanged. And, due to this lackage of computer usage, I actually did some room maitinence and did some cleaning. It is truly a sad sight.

Thus spake the master programmer: "After three days without programming, life becomes meaningless."

I had a glimpse of The Tao of Programming as the second day spun by and I felt the true force of the above statement hit me. Hence, I pulled out the ol' code and resumed fixing the damage that had been done when Wind0ze rolled over and died.

On Saturday the whole youth group went down to Boston for our annual Boston Trip. I tried my best to rename the occasion "Boston Paluza", but I'm not too sure how successful I was. We split up into girls/guys teams and began a digital camera scavenger hunt where the rules consisted of taking pictures of the largest things we could find that were on the list and getting as many of us in the picture as possible. Scenes consisted of a picture of our group eating, lifting up something large, posing with an elf, hanging with a frog (or frogs), singing in front of a large crowd, a picture of a clock (Ironically, the clock was a 3 stuges clock. Special thanks to the old guy behind the counter. He was sure he wasn't going to get that clock back) etc. Unfortunitaly, I only had some of the pictures on my camera. The remainder were on another camera.
We also made a couple of friends. The nice guy from Bank of America not only took our picture, but gave us information on where to find more scavenger targets AND gave us free pens! We made double sure to shake his hand before we left the area. Other new buddies consisted of a KGB security guard, a couple guys in a cool car in the parking garage, and a guy in a giant otter suit.

I can't remember anything else right now. So, I better stop.

In the mood of Christmas

Good will to all ....... BK assosiates


*Edit, and make sure to check out the remix version at the bottom of the page. Amazing.