Circumstantial flummery from a would-be spoonbean hustler.

my eyes are on strike

Somewhere between getting my drafts in order for the competition deadlines, my daily bill-paying 8 hours in front of the computer, the compulsive Sam & Max playing, weekly overseas television downloads, beefing up my digital design portfolio and the 3-year old eyeglasses prescription I’ve royally fraked up my eyeballs. Since I’m incapable of moderation, I’m stuck trying to come up with some way to take it easy while still getting things done. But nearly all of my awesome and sustainable activities involve bombarding my retinas with photons.

The top of my list right now for awesome is Sam & Max. Can’t really explain why the little things I enjoy for years and years sometimes suddenly possess me until I’ve somehow learned everything there is to possibly know about them. They just cancerously grow in the back of my mind until WHAM! I burst into flames. Because cancer is prone to spontaneous combustion. Bet you didn’t know that. So now with the Sam & Max Season 2 episodes, which is full of great vaudevillian noir & mania, and chars my brain with witty writing and lateral thinking puzzles. I also really like Telltale’s episodic game format. If you’re looking for something to play, look no further.

Speaking of game activities, while in Greenville for JF+Sessoms celebrations I got to play a little of Mario Kart Saturday night and Sunday morning. Very fun. I’ve always liked the idea of online competitive racing and the Mario Kart miis-en-scene (see what I did there?) is a nice blend. I don’t know why I can’t bring myself to buy a Wii. I want one, I fully expect to own one at some point, but as I keep coming across it in stock it just becomes a Meh. Unlike guitars, which I now seem to purchase at the drop of a hat. Console gaming is very much a social activity for me I guess. I think it’ll take another title or two like Mario Kart, where I’ll be able to hook up and compete with friends online, before I dump the Gamecube.

And just because Bart asked for it: