Vidja Games

I love video games. Been playing them since I was a wee one, still whip out the old Super NES once in awhile to lose terribly at Super Ghouls and Ghosts, or bust shit up in Kirby Super Star.

New breeds of gamer have sprung up since those halcyon days of yesteryear.

The TourneyFag,

The WoW Dweller,

The Pro,

Video games have broken up marriages, driven people to madness, obsessed people to the point of death.

My once pearly-pure endeavor to get Mario past World 8 and kick Bowser's reptile ass into the lava have been subsumed into the world at large, given television channels and brand endorsements.

Things change, c'est la vie.



It's a me!

RIP

So...

Heath Ledger is dead.

Crazy, huh? They think it's drugs.

He was 28.

I guess it's just a death, there are thousands of them a day.

Actors just seem to die a little better than most.





Yarr

Fuck you, Tennyson!

I hate Alfred Tennyson.

Hate hate hate his romantic Victorian guts.

Fuck you, Tennyson. Burn in hell.

Worry? Me?

I went to the doctor yesterday. Been having dizzy spells. He told me it was stress and that I should relax.

He didn't mention my medication, which I've stopped taking because:

A) I didn't work
B) It gave me terrible heartburn
and
C) I don't need my brain crippled on drugs until I'm old

I guess Prozac helps some people, but it sure put me in a funk.

The mood swings and the anxiety are a small price to pay to experience things again.

Any of you imaginary readers out there care to share a tale of your Happy Pills, go ahead. Just keep it real; no I-cut-my-wrists-because-it-makes-me-feel-alive tales of woe. That's kid's stuff.




The Cap'n

Public Statement/Letterman

I was locked out of my blog for a little bit, and had nothing really to post, so that explains the large gap since the last update.

Diane Keaton was on Letterman last night and it was probably the most awkward interview he's had since the show came back three weeks ago. I'm sure you can catch it on YouTube somewhere.

In Rainbows is out on CD and vinyl for all you cave dwellers. Anybody who knows a place to get it on the latter in Southwest Manitoba should let me know.


The Captain

Don't Get Any Big Ideas

I'm rather close to an important event in social development and I have no fucking idea what to do. I'm a little afraid.

On the other hand... well, I haven't looked at the other hand yet. We'll see what's there.

Here are my favourite words:

Fuck
Idiot
Aesthetic
Bayou
Hooligan
California
Diamond
Elephant (I like everything about elephants)


Yarr

Ahoy

I had a nice little vacation and recharged the old batteries, in case you cared where I was. Considering there is no "you" to read this, it's kind of a wasted statement.

The internet is full of them.

Anyways, I'm back. I'll probably think up something better to do with this space than just post things that come to mind. Look forward to that, imaginary reader.