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I started to play Zelda: The Wind Waker the other day. Or rather, I started to play it again. I hadn’t touched the game in months. Getting back in to it was a little awkward. Firstly, I’d forgotten what I was supposed to be doing. Secondly, I’d forgotten how to do it.
I knew I had to ask a boat for assistance. It could give me a hint about my next task. The boat told me what to do. Had I been playing the game regularly I might have understood the hint. As it stands it might as well have asked me to milk an owl with three nipples.
IDgaf on 07.21.04 @ 01:22 PM GMT [link]
Long time coming.
The most excellent people at Gamers With Jobs have asked me write a weekly column for them. Naturally I have been late in delivering. Not content with failing to update my own site, I've taken on the burden of failing to update someone else's. I are the king and here are my first article for thems:
George Bernard Shaw Was Right.
Several weeks ago I went to a massive arcade in central London with a group from an Internet message board. All of us were gamers, none of us mainstream. Nary a "Tomb Raider: The Official Licensed Soccer Game" would be found in our collections.
The arcade had all sorts of machines in it: racing, shooting, sports, beat 'em ups, dance (on which South-East Asian players held court) and even dodgems. Naturally my group gravitated towards the most hardcore and leet game available - catching plastic ducks with magnetic fishing lines.
IDgaf on 07.13.04 @ 09:09 PM GMT [link]
