I have this horrifying habit of becoming utterly obsessed with things that have already had their heyday years before. I suppose some of it comes from my mom's repeated playing of oldies music when I was young, as well as my continued mission to see all the good old movies that were before my time, but it also extends to TV shows (see: Six Feet Under, Firefly, Buffy the Vampire Slayer) and, now, video games.
I have a summer mission, rather than a reading list, to become a gamer. I've always kinda loved video games, but had given up hope that I'd find a modern platformer game as fun as some of the old-school Mario stuff that used to be around. I even bought an N64, as well as Mario 64, in an effort to beat that game, but quickly lost interest. I follow both LRR (www.loadingreadyrun.com) and Yahtzee's Zero Punctuation, which talk about games a lot, and I've become convinced that I'm missing something really big, since I really only use my friend's Wii to rock out on Guitar Hero.
So. I've borrowed my brother's PS2 for the summer and finally found Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time in a pawn shop on Johnson street. And it's motherfucking AWESOME. Holy crap. If you ever fuck up your back, spend a few hours playing a guy who can run on walls and turn back time, and things will seem a lot better. Yeah.
*turns around too quick* OUCH.

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