I'm notoriously bad amongst my podcast cohorts for being one of the worst backlog tacklers in the history of the universe. Where Al is finally clearing stuff -- like Viewtiful Joe 2 (GNC) and Ninja Gaiden (XBOX) -- off his list, and Pete (also of the erstwhile Gameslaves Radio) is always up on the new shipoopie including Noby Noby Boy and Retro Game Challenge, I'm sitting here wondering when the hell I'm going to finish Final Fantasy X. Not having the desire to hook my PS2 up to the hotel televisions during the work week and falling prey to the wiles of simple-to-pick-up DS games doesn't help; Age of Empires Mythologies, why did you steal me away from my backlog!? Dragon Quest IV, why did I beat you even though FFX is clearly better (so far)? And, oh yeah, spending a week to play through and review Suikoden Tierkreis didn't help. Maybe I should tell Gamespot to pay me in extra hours of sleep instead of money. (No I'm kidding Justin, no, I like federally-insurable currency.)

Thanks to the wonders of fake attention deficit disorder, my backlog is going to be threatened again -- this time indirectly by an entry in the Soapbox. Hence, the first edition of F.A.D.D.

One can consider this a special shout out to Gamespot user Aberinkulas, who posted a Soapbox entry about DRM. It's not the actual DRM topic itself that's important, but rather his little mention of one of my most fantabulously favorismal better-than-your-face love-to-death games: Deus Ex (PC). Apparently, he rambled on about it in a previous post. The F.A.D.D. in my head almost made me skip the entire Soapbox post and go straight to his Previous Blog Entries, but I stayed strong.

Up until he started talking about the opening Liberty Island mission.

Which was pretty much how he opened the Deus Ex post. Which... means...

:P ...Okay yeah, I DID skip past his DRM post. (But I went back to it!)

(...about an hour later.)

Now I'm sitting here in my sleepwear (read: basketball shorts and a hoodie), trying to concentrate on my job (working from home on Fridays is the only solace to schlepping out to God-knows-where-out-of-state every frickin' week), but all I can think about is setting up a bunch of proximity mines on the walls right outside of Gunther Hermann's cell during the mission in which I'm supposed to save him -- just to see how fast I'll get cut down. (I don't actually think you can kill him when he's still on your side, but I've never tried extensively.)

What's that? You want me to cap Joseph Manderley in the face right after I debrief with him after the first mission? Did you just say you wanted me to take down Tracer Tong? Wait wait, how awesome would it be if I only paid attention to my swimming skills and swam out as far as I could from Liberty Island? Hold on, there's a voice in my head telling me it'd be hilarious if I took a Dragon's Tooth sword to everyone in the Hong Kong club.

These are the deep thoughts that I think about when thinking about thoughts. Instead of picking up Castlevania: Portrait of Ruin to finish -- wait, Final Fantasy X who? -- I now have the distinct urge to re-install Deus Ex and play that sextacularness over again. This, on a PC that currently runs Crysis like butter. Yes, I'd rather play a DirectX 7 game from almost nine years ago, with horrible physics and a graphically mediocre utilization of the Unreal engine, over everything on my backlog and Crysis. Aberinkulas put it best when he slapped the Deus Ex "motivational" poster on the end of his Deus Ex blog: "Deus Ex. Every time you mention it, SOMEONE will reinstall it."

I must resist.

EVERYBODY DANCE NOW... badda-bup-bup... badda-bup-bup...