March 30, 2012

A worthwhile read for any fan of Mass Effect.

Shortly after Mass Effect 3 went public, and devoted fans far and wide ground through the story like some manic drill to soft dirt, outrage soon swept the field. Never in the history of digital interaction media had the world seen such a vast amount of public outrage and general disappointment. The common complaint? The ending, and it alone, destroyed everything; obliterated company honor; threatened to make martyrs of most of the fan-base.

Here is, in my opinion, a strong essay that renders down and distills the elements of what went wrong, and for any of you that follow me that may even have a passing interest in the Mass Effect series, that you may read it.

March 26, 2012

Just something that really nailed it.

While doing my usual of link jumping on Youtube I came across a music group that just hit everything I've been looking for in passive spacey tunes. I've usually got music playing during games that isn't distracting, so this was a godsend.

Solar Fields - Discovering

March 20, 2012

Sappy Tree Stuff

May the spring wind breathe a warm air to us all.

That being said, it sure is something isn't it; the vernal equinox? Soon the rains, the blooms, and the new life that comes with it will be here with us all once again. I know after the rather poor crop our valley suffered last year, we sure could use a jolt. Hong Kong needs its $5 lapins...

At one time, this day was on the twenty-fifth of March. Go figure.

March 19, 2012

Respects where they're due.

As is no such thing a surprise, I'm sure, that mine is a perpetual state of taking to a living based entirely beneath some small stone; I must bring it forward to those of you who may care, or simply did not know: Jean Giraud, or "Moebius", has recently passed away.

Like most that are familiar with him, I too came to love his illustrated imaginative works and worlds through Heavy Metal magazine. Though I wouldn't say I've tried mimicking his visual style, his art has had a great impact on my life, and often was even a great inspiration to me. He truly is a master among men, and every iota of his universes, worlds and even every stroke of his pen held a vivacity few could match. Our world is truly lessened at his passing.

My good-byes aren't much when all is said and done, but perhaps some of you will come to know what gifts the man has given us if they were originally lost to you.

Good morning,
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March 18, 2012

Where've I been?

Not far, I'm sure! Though not much has been happening over here as well. A prominent, and I dare say, vital member of our local group is moving away. We've become very small over the years; losing one here, and others there and otherwere. So it is to say, the fate of a group of friends in a very small town. We can certainly adapt and manage to play games with smaller numbers of PCs, but it's just not the same as it used to be, no?

But not all is to be glum as some slum. After all, we've been celebrating and enjoying our last weeks in good cheer. Saint Patrick's Day was as good as any, and I met the acquaintance of a new friend (for celebratory purposes only). I've never been one for drinking alcohol, and I certainly mean it. But there was something that was just right about cracking open a bottle of aged single-malt scotch under a country's night sky with friends. Another bottle will be my goings-away gift, methinks.