The title just about says it all. I bought a new bottle of Stoli today and am now three (double)white Russians in, like the dude. A friend recently pointed out that it's funny/ironic that the dude drinks white Russians because its a desert drink. I didn't realize it was a joke when I saw the movie. I just figured that James Bond had his Vodka dry martini and the dude had his white Russian. I digress. It's Valentines day, and I'm drunk in my apartment by myself.
I would like to take this moment to tell you about my latest love. It is a game called Battlefield 2142. It's an Internet based kill 'em all style game where you have two teams that try to kill each other. Sure, there is some pre-text about completing tasks, but the main part is that you shoot the bad guys. Unfortunately, the bad guys look a hell of a lot like the good guys, so I often end up losing points for what they call a "team kill." The cool/ultra-nerdy thing is that we all have headsets where we can talk to people on our team/squad to organize our actions via VOIP or Voice Over Internet Protocol. My friend Tony aka "PipeHttnMotha" has a server set up in his apartment that we all use as our chat server while we're playing. That way, we can organize and destroy the enemy Titan while the bad guys are still focussing on capturing missile silos. I just hit the rank of Master Sargent Gold, and have unlocked the more powerful sniper rifle. I know it sounds nerdy/confusing, but it's bad ass and you would love it.
I like to think of this as taking the next step in my addiction to video games/media. In the past year, I have virtually absorbed every single mediocre television drama thanks to Blockbuster online. I'm now tracking my favorite shows in real-time thanks to the Internet. Tell me Comcast, why should I buy cable when I can watch all the cool shows online for free? In 2006, I lost about 200 hours of my life to the video game Oblivion. My brother is to blame for introducing me to this gateway drug of video games. I strayed away from other such games for a while partly because I saw that it played a small but important role in destroying my last relationship. A few months ago, my brother moved to Madison. In an effort to still be part of his life, I bought BF2142. He might as well have handed me a glass pipe and a liter because I'm hooked, and there is no turning back. In the interest of saving my last shred of self respect, I must bid you end blog.
I would like to take this moment to tell you about my latest love. It is a game called Battlefield 2142. It's an Internet based kill 'em all style game where you have two teams that try to kill each other. Sure, there is some pre-text about completing tasks, but the main part is that you shoot the bad guys. Unfortunately, the bad guys look a hell of a lot like the good guys, so I often end up losing points for what they call a "team kill." The cool/ultra-nerdy thing is that we all have headsets where we can talk to people on our team/squad to organize our actions via VOIP or Voice Over Internet Protocol. My friend Tony aka "PipeHttnMotha" has a server set up in his apartment that we all use as our chat server while we're playing. That way, we can organize and destroy the enemy Titan while the bad guys are still focussing on capturing missile silos. I just hit the rank of Master Sargent Gold, and have unlocked the more powerful sniper rifle. I know it sounds nerdy/confusing, but it's bad ass and you would love it.
I like to think of this as taking the next step in my addiction to video games/media. In the past year, I have virtually absorbed every single mediocre television drama thanks to Blockbuster online. I'm now tracking my favorite shows in real-time thanks to the Internet. Tell me Comcast, why should I buy cable when I can watch all the cool shows online for free? In 2006, I lost about 200 hours of my life to the video game Oblivion. My brother is to blame for introducing me to this gateway drug of video games. I strayed away from other such games for a while partly because I saw that it played a small but important role in destroying my last relationship. A few months ago, my brother moved to Madison. In an effort to still be part of his life, I bought BF2142. He might as well have handed me a glass pipe and a liter because I'm hooked, and there is no turning back. In the interest of saving my last shred of self respect, I must bid you end blog.
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