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I recently realized that like many other people in North America I am completely obsessed with the underdog. Not the underdog these to appear in the Saturday morning cartoon, but just the underdog in general. The games that I generally prefer seem to be low-budget games that spring forth from the loins of little-known developers. But the truth of the matter is that it isn't just video game developers that get me, it's almost any small company.
The company I work for is only about ten people strong. And there are no more than five staff members in many of the shops that I refer to as my "favorites". It's probably one of the ways in which I consider myself somewhat old-fashioned. I like knowing the people in the places where I shop. Wait for it, because here comes the pimping.
So this next link is for all you pet people out there. It has come to my attention that many of you are letting your pets run around naked. I simply cannot abide by this behavior. It starts with your pets, and then next thing you know the craze will catch on with some kid, shortly thereafter everyone will be running around naked. That isn't the part that scares me. The part that scares me is that eventually it may become a widespread epidemic, and I swear to God that if my white trash next-door neighbors drop even one article of clothing because you refuse to put a jacket on your poodle the be using me as a case study in how video games make people violent. So please, just visit Paws for Effect and we can avoid the whole messy subject.
All right now that I have the pimping out-of-the-way, I can get on with game related news. Most of the news revolves around the fact that I rented Resident Evil 4. Now I must own it. It must be mine. Although I don't know if there's any replay value in the game, I have to admit that the bit of game that I did get to play was truly exceptional. It reminded me of when I first played the original Resident Evil, there's just something innately satisfying in the act of dispatching the undead. In fact it may be that the undead are the perfect villains. You can kill as many as you like, without appearing racist, sexist, or any other sort of “ist” you can think of. Although some people may object to the any violence in the act, there aren't many people who would give you a lot of flak for showing up at their house with a shotgun and blasting the hell out of any zombies who might be hanging out there.
My friend Lee is coming over shortly, and hopefully at that point the rest of the day will become a blur of high production Anime, caffeinated beverages, and insults slung between rounds of fighting games.
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