Old School:
Where It's At:
Boo-ya!
Intellectual!
Dessert.
Think Pink!
Chatty!
Nerds!
There is something so very wrong with me.
We went to see "The Bourne Identity," and all we could do was make GTA3 comments.
"He's up to two stars now."
"No, three...wait, no helicopters are deployed."
"He's being chased by the CIA...he's up to FIVE stars...oh, damn. I want to do that."
"Drive on the SIDEWALK, Bourne. Lord knows that we do."
"How is his car staying intact. My hood would have been off. And why can't the traffic in GTA3 be this cooperative?"
"Oooh, good choice. There's likely to be a badge in the alley. That's good for removing one of those stars."
"What he needs is a paint 'n spray."
I've put this game aside recently, however, to play Dinosaur Digs, the Zooty-coon (sheddap. I KNOW it's Zoo Tycoon) expansion.
I won't spoil it for you, but if you've had Jurassic Park dreams of your animals devouring your guests, this mayhem is for you. You will have to ignore the childproofing, however. Just pretend that the guest isn't just standing there after the obvious actions, and you'll see the beauty and joy of it.
I just wish that there was a child lock switch on it. Then I could turn it off.
Tuesday, June 18, 2002
Game Culture - thinking about computer games
Sure...like we think about them.