The Gaming Industry

I object to the shoddy production values of video games. Even high-end games like X-Men:Legends and GTA:San Andreas are so full of glitches, oversights, and inconsitencies that if they were books they would be full of typos and missing pages. If they were movies then nobody would be laughing at Ed Wood anymore. To make things worse the cost of games are 2 to 5 times that of books and movies.
I'm not just talking screen flicker and freezes here. One of todays big trends in games like Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic, Bard's Tale and Fable is the supposed ability to change the course of a game through your choices. SW:KOTOR let's you choose between the path of a Jedi or the dark side. Or does it? Sure your appearance changes and you may hear some slightly different dialog but you will ultimately be performing the same tasks give or take a few grisly deaths to reach one of only two endings. Fable is much the same. You can murder your wife and make vulgar thrusting motions at children but kill enough hobbes and balverines and you're a saint.
It's time we stand up people! The next time you find yourself unable to proceed with your game because you've managed to get your head stuck in the ceiling, demand your money back. Better yet, let's all march upon BioWare Corp and demand true consequences to our actions.
Err..you guys go on ahead and I'll catch up later. I've got cars to steal and rats to summon.

Making My Mark

Before I begin my objections, I want to talk about something cool. I've been using the internet for years but only recently began blogging and joining community forums. Now when I Google my username it produces a list of my journey through the web. It's better than pissing my name in the snow!

Spacial Profiling

I object to wasting four hours of my life.
I am new to blogging. I had been hearing about it for some time, but it never really sparked my interest. My experience before now was primarily their persistently providing inexpert opinions in my serious research efforts.
It was the intoduction of the Groowe Search Toolbar into my Firefox browser that led me to create my first blog. After a couple of posts and the creation of my second blog I decided to edit my profile. I spent some time filling in my favorite movies and music in a pathetic attempt to appeal to everyone. When I reached the bottom of the page I found this message:

The children are waiting! Please tell them the story about the bald frog with the wig.

Oh,cool! A writing assignment. I didn't want to spend too much time as I was eager to get on with blogging so I whipped up a little limerick. Wanna read it? Here it is:

Once in the swamps of Louisiana
There lived a most unhirsute Rana
To a toupeed man out gigging
He croaked "Give me your wigging!"
Who was shocked by the frog's vox humana.

(Pretty shoddy as it lacks the mandatory innuendous twist, but what do you expect in the wee hours of the morning?)
Next I attempted to save my profile without success. It seems I had exceeded a previously unmentioned character limit. Here's where things became arduous as I attempted to pare down my favorite media to the bare essentials with the shortest titles (e.g. keeping Dune and ousting The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy). After being reduced to pairs like The Little Mermaid and Reservoir Dogs I finally realize that it was only my response to the random question that needed editing. Which makes me wonder how much more pissed I would have been if I hadn't been too lazy to write more than a limerick.