Am I blogging...or am I pitching my existence?
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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 The Pitch: It's like Ferris Bueller's Day Off meets War Games! My smelly self has accomplished little more today than finishing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas and not showering.Actually, this is not altogether true. I did a lot of stuff with the computer, including ordering a 6-pin to 4-pin firewater converter (easy enough if you want the cables, absurdly complicated if you want just the female-to-male converter), finding and installing my copies of Adobe Acrobat and Nero Burning Rom, updating links on this very blog, finding my long-lost copy of Kid A, and piling together some books to sell at Red Hill around the corner. Although Edi got me a copy of Cloud Atlas and I am actually very excited about this, I've decided what I really want to read is Murakami's latest book and I'm am willing to get rid of some of my dead titles to get it. Just lately, I realized I didn't have to be the be-all and end-all comics library I had been unconsciously striving for and a lot of the titles that I had bought to support authors I liked just weren't going to be read and reread every few months, or even every few years. As for GTA: SA, I didn't really finish it per se--I only completed the main storyline. And frankly, if that little tart Katie had bothered to show up at her apartment in San Fierro in the three or so days I spent waiting, I might be playing it still. But, apart from wooing and bedding down the last two unbedded girlfriends, there really wasn't much else I wanted to accomplish. Oh sure, I could finish up all those side-races, and I could do whatever it is to get unlimited stamina to win those two god-damn marathons, and I could get my gang's territories as close to 100% as possible (I've become a surgeon with the M4 assault rifle) but, dammit, I just wasn't enjoying it. I'm glad the game has all those extra things to do for those hypercompetitive fanboys who want to get 100% but I had to bail out at 89% or whatever my percentage was at completion. On a whim, I booted up one of the three other saved San Andreas games on the card, one from October 27th 2004, and suddenly I went from trim and tattooed CJ to skinny, smelly CJ--from the well-suited millionaire to the guy with the tank-top and three hundred dollars in his pocket. I hopped on the motorcycle and drove around the neighborhood and, weirdly, the location felt different: there were less people, less traffic, less drug dealers. I admit I felt the pull--heyyyy, why not start from here but do it all differently?--but didn't do more than a mission or two before I turned it off, put away the game, pulled the controller from the PS2 and put in the drawer with the games. I decided to keep the PS2 plugged in as a back-up DVD player (even though Edi and I have, no shit, five DVD players between the two of us) but I'm through with games for a while--maybe even a long while. (The possible exception to this is Hibbs lent me KOTOR and I'm dying to see if it actually works on this new computer of mine. But the plan would be just to install it, test it, and then shut it down. Why? Because I'm too much of a junkie to not install it, but too worried about wasting another month playing it...) No video games until I get hitched? Hey, it could happen, right? Now, if you excuse me, I have to either (a) shower, or (b) sell some graphic novels, depending. posted by Jeff Lester | 4:46 PM | |
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