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A rare spark of motivation has lead to something wonderful

I’ve had a strange day today – I was actually motivated to do something, rather than just fester. I mean, I did fester as I always do. It would be stupid of me not to when I get the opportunity to sit in my PJs doing (almost) fuck-all all day. But I had a twinge of something, and just a few minutes later I was recording a couple of videos.

Now one was an attempt to be funny, which I’m not too sure about. I’ll be holding off on doing anything with that for the time being. The other though was something I think I can work with – making video guides for games. Obviously I play them loads and am well good like, so why not share my knowledge? Here’s proof, if proof be need be, that my guides will be amazing:

With these handsome good looks, the ability to get the audience eating out of the palm of my hand and some mad skillz innit, I think this could be the start of something beautiful.

I’m not forking out for expensive video capture stuff though, so it’s strictly off-screen for the foreseeable future.

(NOTE: The video is actually a piss-take, shockingly enough, just in case you’re put off watching it because you think I’m being serious.)


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Obligatory Gran Turismo 5 post

I’m not sure what it is about racing games of the simulatory fashion, but I find them utterly engrossing without actually being particularly enthralling. You may have seen on the grown-up news (CROW-N UP NEWS EGG EGG EGG) that Gran Turismo 5 has been released, and I am currently playing it for review.

I won’t go over some things I went a bit mental about earlier, instead I just want to talk about that one particular element that strikes me as weird. It’s a game about travelling at high speeds in a ton or two of metal, taking sharp corners (that you aren’t supposed to take at said high speeds) and generally making a nuisance of yourself. Yet I find it completely calming. There’s ebb and flow to the thing, and it washes over me like a warm cup of Ovaltine.

Except nicer, as I don’t like Ovaltine.

With other racers I find myself constantly having to concentrate, perched on the end of my seat and yelping when I lose my train of thought for just a second or two. Don’t get me wrong – I love that a lot of the time. But it’s so bizarrely relaxing to go back to the simmier driving games – Forza as well as GT – and find myself in something of a happy waking coma while playing them.

It also helps that I’m not really paying that much attention while taking on the long races, rather I’m being hypnotised. Then 30 minutes passes without me even noticing. Ah, games. They’re well good.

Anyway, back to playing for a bit.


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