Not About Nietzsche

But it is about "Beyond Good and Evil." The game, not the book.

This game has been sitting on my shelf for a little over a year now. I bought it during my GameCube game buying craze last year on the recommendation of a friend and I fully intended to play it much sooner than I did. But, for someone who joined the platform gaming community later in life than most, I was behind the times and had a bunch of games higher up on my list of must-plays. So, poor BG&E sat lonely on my shelf among my other more loved games.

That all changed a week ago when, during the frustration of KU's continued poor playing streak, I decided to pick up a game to distract me from my basketball misery. I was immediately hooked. The gameplay, the story, the graphics the voice acting…all combined to make an awesome game. It was fairly easy and fairly short (almost too short), though it fit perfectly within the cracks of time I had last week between long hours at work, a cold that left me exhausted beyond belief and a concert I had no time to prepare for. I even finished BG&E in time for KU to turn their sorry act around and play a helluva game yesterday afternoon.

Maybe it's just because the game was so short, but I actually find I want to go back and play it all over again now. I haven't felt that way about a game in a long time. The only thing I find frustrating is that the ending left one wanting more—partially because the game was originally planned to be the first in a series. Unfortunately, due to poor promotion, a sequel is not likely to ever happen. What a bummer.

Ah well, unfortunately, I don't think I'll be able to replay it for awhile. I have too many other games to finish! I'm almost done with Paper Mario 2; I just finished the section on the Excess Express and just about died from the cuteness. And I don't know if I'll ever finish the final dance battle of the first Space Channel 5. Why is it so frickin' hard? Lesse, and I still haven't finished Castlevania SOTN though I'm so close it's pathetic. I just have too many distractions.

At least my cold is getting better. It's pretty bad when you feel so sick you can't even really play a video game. And doing anything more thought-provoking than that is downright impossible. I'm glad I got so much accomplished the weekend before because last weekend I accomplished next to nothing.

You Are Number 17

“I am not a number! I am a person!”

But in this case, I don't mind so much. I'm the seventeenth person to reserve a spot on the Spring Tour at pjt! Yes, that means I am going to Japan after all (so long as three more people sign up for the trip between now and March 5th)! Of course, most of the people who read my blog already know this…

I am SO excited!!! And the fact that my number is 17 is so perfect considering it's my favorite number. Yes, I'm so excited about this trip that I don't even mind (too much) that I have a cold. I'm not sure who I should point the finger at since I've been around so many sickly people lately, so I'm just going to point a finger at all of you. You should be ashamed of yourselves. Look at me. Really, look at me. Can you see me yet? No? Okay, fine. But seriously, I'm popping vitamin c and cough drops like candy and coughing like an old man who smoked his whole life. It sucks. Especially since I have a concert this weekend for which I just received the music last night. Oh well, it doesn't look too difficult.

Anyway, other than that, I'm happy. WHEEEE!!!!!! I will get to see the sakura blossoms in bloom and wonder under which tree Seishirou planted his special fertilizer. I will hopefully get to see Tokyo Tower, the location of countless CLAMP epic battles. I will get to go on a tour through Square-Enix, the studio originally responsible for final fantasy—though I don't know if we're visiting the branch involved with the games. But it's all good.

Japan, here I come.

“When the hands of this watch become one at midnight, let us do the same.”

I watched the first four episodes of an old anime called Tekkaman Blade yesterday. The wonderfulous pickup line I used as the title of this post is a quote from the show's resident hot-headed flirtatious boy. I can't tell you how much this show reminds me of Robotech with its quirky characters, cheesy dialogue and familiar plot line (aliens invading earth). It even has an overly dramatic announcer who feels the need to always recap the last ten minutes of the prior episode in mind-numbing detail. Ah, I love it.

Neowolf, I hope you're reading this because you know what this means: Robotech marathon. I need to relive the cheesy goodness! I need the repetitive, corny music that somehow turns into brilliant anthems of glory when the future of the world is on the line. I need Captain Gloval with his pipe and huge shadowing hat. I need the Zentraedi with their echoing voices. I even need Minmei so I can mock her singing. And then, I need some Yellow Dancer, Scott Bernard and Rand action. I need to hear Rand snap, "Get a job!" and Scott whine in his constipated voice, "MAR-LENE!" I suppose I could even do with a little Bowie piano medly. The Robotech giddiness is already infecting me, shining like a point of light in the vastness of space reaching out to the orbit of Pluto with its fiery glow of joy. See, I'm even talking like the Robotech announcer already!

Long live the Robotechverse!