I was super into this game in 2008 when I first found it somewhere on the internet and downloaded it. I remember it being really freaking hard. Like, you’d finally have enough money to purchase a second zeppelin and your first one would nose dive into the Pacific, killing all passengers and making you Asshole #1 in the zeppelin world.
Edit: yeah, I tried to play it again. Just as difficult as I remember it being.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
I played this SO MUCH when I first moved to Vancouver. For like the first half year. Mainly because my stupid internet didn’t work for like the first half year.
Hell, I even played the little Microsoft chess game despite not knowing ANYTHING about chess.
I also cried a lot and wished for death, but that was not exclusive to the first half year of Vancouver.
The ominous music makes this even more distressing. I love it.
Have I mentioned this game on here before? I’m not sure and I’m too lazy to check (pro blogging, yo), so I’mma mention it now.
Among the funky computer games I played as a kid was this one called Pantsylvania. I remember playing this with my friend GE in Troy a lot. It was basically this game where you could explore the town of Pantsylvania through several different buildings and with the guidance of different characters that had you do different things in the buildings. It was super point-and-click fun for young kids and I remember really enjoying it.
The frog gets a lot of hate, apparently. He was my fave.
Edit: here it is if you want to play it yourself!
THIS FREAKING GAME IS FANTASTIC.
I’ll post more about this when I don’t feel like crap (I’ve got a really bad headache right now), but here are some of the things that are great:
- Better graphics. WAY better graphics. Like, holy crapples.
- More diverse set of scientists. It’s not just the same three guys and a gaggle of their clones.
- The scientists/security guards are hysterically snarky towards Gordon. It’s fantastic.
- While most of the game is the same, there ARE some new/different parts, which is great because I’d basically memorized the original and could go through it quite easily.
- Gordon Freeman is still very much Gordon Freeman.
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS
WHY THE HELL HAD I NEVER HEARD OF THIS BEFORE?
Half Life is my favorite game, dudes. I want this.
Edit: Nate bought this for me. Nate makes bad life decisions.
I am DONE with grandma’s house in The Sims! Finally!
The outside/front yard:
The dining room/kitchen:
Another shot of the kitchen:
The living room (and the other dining room past it):
The living room as viewed from the dining room:
The bottom floor:
Another shot of the bottom floor:
The master bedroom:
Another shot of the master bedroom:
And the bird’s-eye shots from above for each of the three floors, because getting good/close screenshots of every room in this house is impossible:
I miss you, grandma!
I HAVE AN IDEA!
Since both my grandpa and grandma on my dad’s side have passed away, my dad and my aunt/uncles have decided to put their California house up for sale.
This makes me super sad; I always liked grandma’s house—it’s huge and weird and has a pool—and given how often I’ve moved houses in my life, it was nice to know that that house would always be the same. But now it will soon belong to someone else.
SO, what I’ve decided to do is build the house as accurately as I can in The Sims, including accurate (well, as accurate as possible) furniture and décor and all that fun stuff. It’s going to take a while ‘cause that house is huge, but I’m going to do it! I’ll post screenshots here when I’m done (as if anyone cares).
OH GOD I DOWNLOADED THE SIMS 3.
I haven’t played it since 2012, I’m pretty sure. But I got the urge to play it again the other day and magically remembered my old Origin username and password so that I didn’t have to buy a new copy.
(Like that would have deterred me.)
TIME TO MAKE A FAMILY!
Update: I made a dude named Dominic. He’s got a crap job and no money ($14 as of my writing this) and a house that contains the bare minimum furniture to keep him alive and somewhat happy.
Update 2: HE GOT FREAKING ROBBED. The robber stole his fridge. Seriously? The dude was so desperate for a fridge that he broke into the crappiest house in the neighborhood and made off with the crappiest fridge that had no food in stock? Why didn’t the robber steal Dominic’s last $14 to go on a McDonald’s binge or something?
Update 3: Oh good, the cops recovered the fridge. THANK GOD, THAT WAS ALMOST TRAGIC.
Update 4: Dominic was super lonely (he’s a social Sim), so I made him a roommate named Leon The Lion to keep him company.
Update 5: Aww, they’re in love now!
Update 6: Leon proposed! Time to plan a wedding. Unfortunately, Dominic wants a lot of people at the wedding, and as of right now him and Mr. The Lion are the only two Sims in the neighborhood. Time to build friends!
(Further updates to follow, most likely.)
Dear god! A new obsession! I need some serious help.
So I went to this “download free PC games” site because I was looking for this old Mac game called “Spin Doctor” (ever heard of it? It was a win) and was hoping there was a Window’s version made. There was!
But that’s not my new obsession.
I was dinking around on said “download free PC games” site, looking for other obscure games from my childhood. I then came across an unfamiliar game entitled “Life and Death.” Intrigued, I downloaded it.
HOLY CRAP IT’S THE BEST 1988 PC GAME EVER!
You play a doctor in a pixilated world with sexy pixilated nurses. You constantly do your rounds, which, so far in my experience, involve you palpating patient’s abdomens and assigning them further observation, medication, x-rays, or surgery for appendicitis. Then you perform surgery, though the furthest I’ve gotten is injecting the antibiotics, mainly because there are no instructions to be found on how to actually operate. The only directions you get are ambiguously-labeled bottles (why the “antibiotics” syringe was labeled with a “B” is beyond me; after trial and error with the “A” syringe that is apparently filled with something that will kill the patient, I finally figured that one out) and the snide comments of your fellow surgeons (“doctor, surely you’re not going to wash your gloves,” “what are you doing with that bottle of blood?” “that’s a rather unorthodox way of sterilizing the skin,” and “you are not authorized to perform surgery!”). But if you mess up, it’s okay—they send you off to “med school” (a closet of a room in the actual hospital) where the teacher gives you a brief, rather directionless description of what you should do next time and you’re off to save more lives. What a grand time, being a surgeon!
I can’t stop playing this freaking game.
I need therapy.