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[Aug. 4th, 2009|02:48 am] |
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"Relationship." Riiiiiight. |
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[Jun. 12th, 2009|02:37 am] |
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This year is turning around in a BIG way. |
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[Jun. 2nd, 2009|06:44 pm] |
I watched both Nintendo and Sony's E3 press conferences today. They helped me identify the sinking feeling in my gut whenever I play a recent video game: I'm tired of this bullshit.
Motion based blah-blah-blahs and a slew of more-of-the-same sequels aren't really helping me get excited about gaming. It's a telling sign when I don't experience the normal human emotion called, 'joy,' when I play a game anymore. I have started to view a game as a product that someone else has created for me to waste my time - to mock me. "You didn't make this."
There are few games that are as engaging and stimulating as a great film, but the ones that do engage me are the ones I will always cherish from my past and look forward to in the future. The gaming world in general is not dead to me, I just feel dead to the gaming world. I guess I would rather just spend my time doing other things these days. |
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[May. 14th, 2009|06:55 pm] |
Bruce's Setlist:
Badlands Spirit in the Night Outlaw Pete She's the One Working on a Dream Seeds Johnny 99 The Ghost of Tom Joad Raise Your Hand Trapped Candy's Room Mony Mony Waitin' on a Sunny Day (w/ Jay Weinberg, through the end) The Promised Land The Wrestler Kingdom of Days Radio Nowhere Lonesome Day The Rising Born to Run * * * Hard Times Jungleland Land of Hope and Dreams American Land Dancing in the Dark Rosalita
Was it real?
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[May. 10th, 2009|11:54 pm] |
I have never been one to subscribe to the eternal, " Beatles Or Elvis," debate. The music caters to different parts of your brain, it's like comparing apples to REM sleep.
There's a similar cosmic debate that I have aligned with during my life. You're Star Wars or you're Star Trek. If this is something you believe in, the battle lines are drawn at an early age and you live the rest of your life accordingly. As far as I'm concerned, the hum of a lightsaber has always been as comforting as the dull tones associated with the womb - I know where my allegiances lie. Or at least I did.
Now, I am prone to hyperbole - but I might have to say that J.J. Abrams' Star Trek is amongst the greatest movies I have ever seen. I'm not even talking in terms of pacing, or writing, or fan appeasal, I'm talking about sheer entertainment. I know little about the characters, even less about individual episodes - but I have the basic shared Trekkie knowledge, the Cliffs Notes Star Trek reference guide in my brain. Tribbles. Check. Red shirt guy dies planetside. Check. Kaaahhhhhhn! Check. I entered the theater with zero expectations and came out a convert. I have the Netflix queue to prove it. It makes me wonder if a Trekkie and a Star Wars affiicianado are really just opposite sides of the same coin. No better, no worse, just different. Maybe it's a matter of Jar Jar Binks vs. J.J. Abrams. Maybe I'm not talking about the movies anymore. Maybe I need to go to sleep. Set phasers to metaphorical.
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