Today’s a better day. Â The fog of Tuesday’s event is lifting. Â Work’s more focused for me now. Â Less hectic. Â I figured out something. Â I was feeling like I was on shaky ground, and I think it’s that I was on shaky legs. Â Trying to do too much at once, and thinking that the people who were taking things off my plate were taking things AWAY from me.
Which would fine, except that I was becoming increasingly freaked out that the things taken away would end up BACK on my plate without warning, with a rapidly-approaching deadline, and with a whole bunch of stress and ugliness attached to it.
This Call of Duty ad just made me laugh, even though it was muted when I saw it.
Just watched the whole thing again, and it’s a minute-long commercial, and I gotta say that it’s simultaneously great and sad that the first thing I thought was “finally, women in a commercial for a first-person-shooter.” Â That was the first 20 seconds. Â Imagine that – a full 20 seconds of women portrayed in a video game setting who are NOT bursting out of their bikinis or leather S&M gear (wow, I bet my google hits are gonna skyrocket tonight).
The last 20 seconds are epic (and ridiculous.) Â I’m not one to glorify war, but that sort of insane collection of Hollysplosionery is just plain fun.
And that’s what FPS should be about. Â Like they were saying about SugarRush when Klei was working on that at Nexon: “Even when you’re losing, it should still be fun.”
Of course, the Call of Duty game won’t contain any of that, but I kinda wish it did, y’know?
annnnnd on another channel, Jamie from Naked Chef has a new show, and he’s out drinking light beer and skinning gators. Â Whuck? Â Wonder if he ever just thinks “Maybe I’ll just have some crackers and peanut butter instead,” and then ends up sitting on the couch eating crackers and forgetting about the rest of it.
Moustache is coming along, but I’m never going to be someone who can grow one of those epic “Magnum P.I.” things under my nose. Â I’m just not a very hairy guy (despite having had hair halfway down my back for a dozen years.)
Tomorrow’s Friday, and I’m looking forward to it, I gotta say.
