Stuff that I am doing

So another month rolls past, the month of October in this year of Our Noodly One 2010. What did I do?

Well, I certainly didn't make any blog posts, that's for sure.

I made a feeble attempt to get back into World of Warcraft. Sadly, I just couldn't do it, though I may try again. Why? It's not that I like carpel tunnel syndrome or Barrens chat, it's just that ... oh I don't know.

Perhaps it is because I found a new virtual crack addiction in the form of Minecraft, or, as it must inevitably be called, Minecrack. Minecraft, I'd say, is well on its way to becoming the perfect computer game. Not to hyperbolize, but I fully expect it to cure cancer by the time it reaches beta stage. Then we'll have not one, but two cures for cancer.

I recently succumbed to the evil joys of gog.com, with a purchase and subsequent freebasing of Caesar III in the tinfoil shermstick which is my Toshiba netbook. No realli, you could fry an egg on the keyboard of this mother. Caesar III runs like a damn charm, however, earning it a place in the netbook hall of fame. If I ever decide to make one, but probably I will not.

I believe I realized why Steam and Good Old Games don't really bother me all that much as services, whereas iResist iTunes as much as possible -- the ability to redownload. Seriously, whilst testing out the iTunes service this past weekend, I decided to buy the season pass to The Walking Dead, and the thing that sticks out the most is that once I've downloaded an episode, that is it. No more. Nothing.

Now with Steam or GOG, I buy a game and it really is mine forever. Or at least as long as they stay in business. I think iTunes and their RIAA-MPAA-KGB-OMGWTFHAX overlords should take a hint from that model. If I decide to kick you $10 for Prince's misunderstood-classic Parade, the least you can do is allow me the ability to download it whenever I want.

Aside from all that, what else? Perhaps that I came to the realization that my game-buying habits are almost the exact same as the shoe-buying habits of crazed consumerettes? I buy them because they're on sale and they're "soo cute" and then put them on the shelf never to be worn. Or I suppose in my case I tuck them away in some obssessive-compulsively organized category in my Steam account. And butthole puckers just a little tighter.