Wednesday, June 15, 2011

I'm sometimes shocked that I haven't been locked away

I do strange things on occasion, and I am completely willing to fess up to that.  I once ran away with a hippie to the suburbs to build a pirate ship bow and it seemed totally rational at the time.  Which is why I'm often astounded that my loved ones are able to take this oddness in stride so well.

For example, I had a near mental breakdown when I realized that the Tron: Legacy dvd had been released.  I LOVED Tron: Legacy.  The entire thing is basically a two hour long Daft Punk music video, and I can't imagine what could ever be bad about that.  When I went to buy a copy, however, I discovered that the store I was near only had it in Blu-Ray, that movie format that I will never be able to afford.  I checked another local store only to find they were totally out of stock.  And that would be when the madness and panic started up.

The following comic is the exact conversation I had with my boyfriend immediately following the aforementioned event:

So, in the end I DID end up with a copy of Tron (and a free poster to go with it which caused me to do a mini happy dance outside the store...people stared).  And the poor guy that was subjected to all that insanity was then forced to sit and watch the whole film with me while I bounced up and down like a crazed five-year-old on speed.

He's just lucky I decided at the last minute NOT to buy the celebratory glow sticks to flail around with during the battle scenes.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

I just can't take it anymore

I've been playing The Witcher for about two months now and it's's killing me.  Slowly.  Very slowly.  Yes, I know the game has been out forever and I've had it for two years now, but the 40 freaking minute opening cinematic always prompted me to walk away from the computer before even getting to the action.  This time, however, I said to myself, "Kelsey, you like RPGs, you will like this.  Hang in there until it lets you move all by yourself."  Mistake.

Once you get into the game, cool things DO start happening.  For instance, pretty soon you see a huge, terrifying dog-beast that happens to be on fire all of the time.  Which is cool.  And then the game informs you that it's your job to kill it and save the town.  Which is even cooler.  But...then this happens....

And I figured that if I just buckled down and kept going, it would get more intense.  I mean, that was just the beginning, right?  There's gonna be some meat and potatoes to this thing eventually.  But no.  No.  That right there?  Yeah, that's the game.  The whole game.  Just insert different voices with the same character models for different chapters.

Oh and speaking of voices, why does a white, Celtic-looking thug sound like he's doing a bad Samuel L. Jackson impression?  Anyone?

At any rate, I plan to spend the rest of the day deciding if I'm stubborn enough to grind through the rest of this monstrosity or if I need a new cd-shaped frisbee.  And then maybe I'll be able to actually paint something instead of worry how many monster brains I've collected so that I can get into a locked house in order to start that quest about the lost puppy which might allow me to actually progress in the story in about seven thousand more hours.