So while most of you are Tiger Uppercutting your way through the day (Gamefly and the USPS are conspiring against me) I have been spending some time with a few less celebrated pieces of software.
Retro Game Challenge is quite a bit of fun so far. The premise is a bit long in the tooth to explain here so I’ll let wiki do it for me. Are you caught up now? Anyways, you end up challenging a bunch of 8-bit classics, not ones you’ve ever played but lovingly recreated homages to games that will instantly (in most cases) be familiar to you. As you progress not only do you get new games but game magazines that have tips and tricks for you to peruse if you get stuck. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND and it appears that with such a small print run it may be increasingly hard to find, so nab one soon.
So, Noby Noby Boy… where do I begin. In many ways it is the truest form of a sandbox game. It’s from the creator of the Katamari games so that should give you an idea of how bizarre it is. The highlight for me so far is eating a man and then a cat and then shitting out a cat-man. Also there was this one time I stretched myself so far I snapped in half and had to eat my own ass to become whole again. It’s only $4.99 on PSN so just buy it. I’ll PayPal you Five bucks if you felt you didn’t get your moneys’ worth.
So, obviously we’re all finding less time to come here and blog about the dumb crap we’re into. I’ve seen the hits and all our ad revenue spiraling downward. Now, I know you’ve all heard of Twitter, regardless of how you feel about it, for the purposes of this blog it would be a real quick and dirty way to update us on what you’re doing/playing/eating/fingering etc. without having to go through the hell of writing the thoroughly thought provoking content we’re used to seeing here.
So get or tell me your Twitter name and I can set-up an RSS Feed or widget right near the top of the page. It’ll be great, you wanna yoga flame one of us? Just Twitter it and it will be up at the top of the page for all of us to read. So, yeah, go do it our something.
Oh and finally if I could plant a seed (and this maybe absurd because we can’t even organize a game night)…
Yeah, I just typed it. Now tell me in the comments if that’s even something any of you would be willing to attempt.
Also, say hi to Ian in that terrible Conan O’Brien post, he misses you.