Posted in games on 06/03/2010 06:58 am by Zachary
Okay. I’ve stated my opinion about the Path many times. In short: it is the best game I have ever played and it has changed the way I think about interactive media. I not only enjoy it, I admire it. For a while I was buying copies for anyone who wanted to play it. I posted that on Facebook: straight up, I will purchase you a copy of this game if you will play it. Many friends took advantage of this, and some of them have had the same reaction as I. Which makes me feel very good. So, having bought the game a thousand times over, what did I do when Tale of Tales announced a limited edition of twenty physical copies? I BOUGHT ALL OF THEM.
No, that’s a lie. I just bought one. I’m not that greedy.
The game saw a retail release in eastern Europe, and being a complete fanboy I begged on the Tale of Tales blog for a chance to purchase a copy. They totally delivered, even signing it. But the real reason this special edition is awesome? Loot.
In the old days, we called these feelies. Those maps, cloth pouches and gold coins that came with old Infocom games? They were awesome. The retail edition of the Path has creepy Polaroids of underage girls. And stickers. But I’m more attracted to the Polaroids.
I actually got this in January but just remembered that I had it this week while waiting for my soundtrack CD to be delivered. This Polish edition is sold out, but you can still purchase a similar Russian edition from the Tale of Tales store.
Posted in games on 12/29/2009 01:53 pm by Zachary
There are seven (technically eight) girls in the Path… why does everyone insist on cosplaying as Ruby? I don’t care for her, myself. She’s got that leg brace, but all she says is “it hurts” without any specifics. In spite of having a leg brace that apparently hurts, she’s about ten times faster than the other girls. Notice that she doesn’t start limping until she wakes up back on the path after encountering her wolf, the wolf she shares a cigarette with before something very bad happens. That’s textbook high school goth right there. Suffering is a lot of fun until you’re actually suffering. I refuse to feel sorry for you, Ruby! Your obsession with decay and the darker things in life is obviously self-destructive. You chose this path.
So now then: where is my Carmen cosplay? That is something I will feel comfortable masturbating to.
Posted in particulars on 08/10/2009 03:45 pm by Zachary
I’d like to thank my high school sweetheart Erin for sending this Power Rangers episode my way. It’s more or less what an average birthday is like for me, except with better voice dubbing.
I am older today. It’s been bugging me. I’ve been noticing that I am getting gray facial hair, that it’s harder to keep off weight, and that my eyes carry even more of an unspeakable sadness than usual. I want to go back to being seven years old and thinking that cinema could not make a better film than Ghostbusters (I hate David Lynch for turning me into an adult). I miss trying to dream up reasons as to why my Batman action figures would be riding in Ninja Turtle vehicles (there was a rip in the fabric of space/time, FYI). I feel like Kilgore Trout at the end of Breakfast of Champions, except my creator is a perpetually unhappy Montessori teacher that lets me stay in her guest bedroom during the week.
On top of all that, I forgot to pick up my dry cleaning today. That’s the part that really pushed me over the edge. Why do I care about dry cleaning my clothes? Am I really that old?
Oh well. Not much I can do about it. I’m going to spend the rest of my birthday playing The Path and reflecting on all the innocence I have murdered in my lifetime.
Posted in games on 05/15/2009 11:37 am by Zachary
