I Can't Wait to Buy Rock Band Now![](http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/3d/Rocker_Achim.jpg/490px-Rocker_Achim.jpg)
So, I've known that I want to own either Guitar Hero II or Rock Band for some time now. But what I didn't know is which one I'd purchase.
I'm not going to spend >$100 on both.Well, after a trip to the local Best Buy with my
wife, I made my decision: it's Rock Band all the way.
I played on a demo station at the store, and was lucky enough to walk by when nobody else was playing. There it was, an electronic drum machine made just for rocking out. But wait, it's a video game too... hmmmm... *rubs chin pubes* I played "Say It Ain't So" by Weezer (almost) perfectly. Combine that with the fact that I can play drums, bass, guitar, and/or sing in this game, I can play with three other people, I can rock out in an apartment, and there are a bunch of downloadable songs to play... and I'm sold.
Well, not yet anyway. There is that little problem of the price tag. *sigh* Hopefully now that I got ahold of somebody competent at Beaumont, I can start my second job soon. Maybe then the rocking can be had... maybe then...
Mass Effect![](http://www.1up.com/media?id=3173414)
Mass Effect is a beautiful game. Lots of polish, great animations, closer-to-lifelike-looking models, etc. That being said, I'm still squirming to play it on my TV.
Now, I know that I primarily a PC gamer, and so I feel that RPGs play and feel better on a monitor, but I don't think that's the primary cause of my discomfort. I've been playing games for decades, and I never embraced PC gaming until 2003. Now, I recall playing Final Fantasy on my NES, and while I enjoyed the character ****s and game world, the game just didn't feel "right." Now, I understand why: I was playing a RPG on a TV.
Why that's odd, I don't know. But it's an observation of mine. Anybody else have the same, or a similar, issue while gaming?
P.S. This is now known as Bill's Law of Televised RPGs.
Racial Slurs + Baby = Ticket to a Happy Childhood![](http://www.lebonheur.org/static/files/images/1181922171787/BlackBabyGirlinPurple.jpg)
So, I'm standing on the corner near my school, playing "security man." As I'm greeting the first students who are making their way home, I see a young (18-ish) girl pushing a baby stroller towards my direction. She stops on the other side of the street, and begins to talk to the baby. "Knock it off, **** Stop, **** I'm appalled.
"I'll cut her some slack," I thought, "maybe I misheard her. Nobody would call a 2 year-old a racial slur."
Five minutes later, the 18 year-old's friend joins them, and she pulls the baby out of the stroller and begins to walk her across the street. "Hurry up, **** this new woman exclaims, as she pulls the baby's hand toward the curb.
At this point, I couldn't take it anymore. I felt that I had to say something. What I was hoping to accomplish, I don't know, but still I felt compelled.
"Please don't call a baby that word," I say as politely as I can muster. Although I'm a stranger to her with no authority, at least I was on my school's turf; I felt that I could show the extension of the values that the school excects (which are clearly middle ****values) to my students.
The teenager replies, "She ain't no baby. She already cuss' me out!" [sic]
Good luck, kid.
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