I mentioned recently that I'd gotten a Tumblr, and that I'd link it in the future. The future is nowHere's the link.
I'm going to take at least a week off from this blog and concentrate on figuring out my Tumblr blogging rhythm. I do intend to blog here at least once a week for a while, at least, but I've formed too many habits that are detrimental to "serious" blogging here, so I'm going to see if I can loosen up a bit.
(I apologize if you're one of the people who's started following me in the last half-year, but hey, I'll probably be reblogging other people's content of the "random music" variety more efficiently this way, and that's kind of the thing I've been doing most often lately, so...)
And it's got a pretty decent soundtrack overall. (You can read about the game itself here and here.)
In unrelated news, it might be kind of obvious that my energy level on this blog has been pretty low lately, so I'm in the process of getting myself a Tumblr, which I'm hoping will turn out a lot better than my late, lamented Wordpress blog. (I'll probably link it Monday.)
I've posted so many Megalovania covers at this point one might think seeing the real word "Megalomania" as the title of a song was a spelling error when it's posted here.
It isn't, though.
This song's title probably inspired Megalovania's title (and at one time was apparently intended to be used where Megalovania was first used, in an old game hack).
It's funny because I actually stumbled on it completely independently of the Undertale fandom. (The video linked here introduced me to it slightly indirectly.)
(Warning: I get a little angry towards the bottom and say some potentially upsetting things. I actually toned it down when I realized how awful it sounded in light of recent events.)
Sticky [grawlix] Blobs is a game that starts out all right, but by the end of it I kind of wanted to KILL IT WITH FIRE.
And by the end I mean "upon ragequitting," not "upon finishing."
But perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself.
Sticky Blobs has some inane excuse plot that's about collecting berries to power some kind of reactor. You have to extend your blob chains and pare them away in order to get a blob into position to touch the berry. Complicating this is that your blobs stick to everything, they're squishy and wiggly, you can only make so many, and some things burst your blobs.
This is fine at first, but the further the game goes on, the more of a dealbreaker the "squishy and wiggly" part turns out to be.
When I first started playing this a while back, I thought perhaps it was just Chrome being terrible (Sticky Blobs is a high-processing power game and grinds Chrome to a halt). Upon trying again, I discovered that while switching to Firefox helped, some of the problems I'd been experiencing were just Sticky Blobs being terrible. Mainly, the number of times trying to click on a blob makes the blob tell you you're doing it wrong or causes the screen to jerk around because you missed the darned thing shifts the game from "mildly fun" to "completely exasperating."
I can't really demonstrate, but watch this video where someone-who is definitely a much better gamer than I am, or they wouldn't be doing walkthroughs-gets repeatedly stymied by the frickafrackerating crappy controls. There are places where you can just about hear the screaming.
Gah, at the precise moment I'm typing this I'm not anywhere near watching the video and it's still making me quiver with anger. I wasn't even playing these levels and I'm angry about them!
*deep breath*
Okay, better now.
It gets worse: In an effort to bring "personality" to the game, the programmer(s) added expressions and reactions and "helpful tips" to the blobs.
Sometimes this can make a game more charming; an unstated reason for my affection for StickyLinky is that the weird twitchy "creatures" from the game often weirded me out, made me feel sorry for them, or in a few cases were genuinely really cute. It really did add quite a bit of charm.
The blobs in this game, though... They're creepy (check out their leering at that berry). They have an obnoxious celebratory dance they do when they get the berry. They make a face that says "what a dumbass" when you click and the game decides that it doesn't like your click (see above about that happening a lot) and if you don't get the message, they'll give you more thorough reminders like they're explaining it to a baby. Eventually, even their general expression that's apparently vague curiosity towards the player starts coming across as "WTF are you doing, stupid?" while their friendly expression directed at the player makes me feel like I'm aiding the enemy.
It reached the point where the main satisfaction I was getting was killing the blobs wholesale.
And I'll tell you what, when what amounts to digital mass murder is the most enjoyable part of a puzzle game, there's something frigging wrong.
This is a piece from the same old cartoon. WARNING: Extremely silly. (It's really quite the waggish parody.)
Of course, I saw it because I was looking at a new posting of the other one, which is one of my favorite pieces of animation of all time, because said new posting was at much higher quality than the one I'd seen before.
That is seriously friggin' beautiful.
*In all seriousness I could probably babble for fifteen paragraphs about how much I love the fantastical speculative "biology" of the "scary version" of Life on Mars. But I don't have the time at the moment.
Finally got back to using Firefox again (probably could have before this, but I was being that kind of lazy that causes more work) and thus my list of things to potentially blog about is now the stuff I was looking at over a month ago, which is kind of disorienting.
...I don't tend to tell a lot of personal stories on here because my life is either boring, needs more context, or is private, but I might as well tell this one.
So last Saturday I was driving to visit my parents' house (a regular weekly thing) and was on a particular road that I've driven on several hundred times.
Said stretch of road is elevated because the surrounding area is a bit marshy here and there, including at least one rather nasty trench that's almost always filled with water. It was around such a trench that I spotted an animal crossing the road.
Now, I've hit a few little animals over the years, and pretty gently bumped a deer once, but other than that nudge with the deer I've never hit anything bigger than a squirrel with a car. I did run over a turtle and a couple of rabbits on a mowing tractor back when I worked at a local factory, but generally that happened in low-visibility conditions and couldn't really be helped.
So I wasn't planning on hitting whatever this big weird lump that was ambling across the road was, and slowed down a fair bit to let it pass.
And I realized two important things all at once: 1) it was the biggest turtle I'd ever seen in the wild, probably a snapping turtle, and 2) it had just stopped right in my path.
Turtles are some of my favorite animals, and I've no interest in hurting them even when they're being annoying, so I hit the brakes. Fortunately I'd already slowed down enough that this wasn't a problem for either me or the three or four cars immediately behind me (which is a lot for the area in question, believe me).
Now, this road is kind of annoying to drive on, because it's a long straightaway with a lowish speed limit and no passing zone for a couple of miles.
So in general, I'd have been a bit stuck even if there hadn't been traffic on the other side of the road, and there was quite a bit of traffic on the other side of the road.
I'm sitting there trying to figure out how to get this enormous bastard snapping turtle to get out of the way without causing even more problems when this guy comes across the road and just starts trying to encourage the turtle to move by poking it from behind and such. (Thank you, sir, I truly appreciate it.)
Its response was to start hopping in place*.
At that point I'll admit I was thinking, "Okay, you big effing turtle, are you just trying to ruin my evening?"
...Fortunately traffic had thinned out (except behind me, where there were probably even more cars than when I started), and I had the opportunity to weave around the turtle and the guy at this point, and did.
I don't know what happened to the turtle, but I presume he got off the road safely from the fact that there weren't any enormous blood smears on the road when I went the opposite way a few hours later.
*Turtles are associated with slowness, of course, but this is less accurate than a lot of anecdotes would have you believe. I've seen turtles sprint at a pretty goodly pace when they felt motivated. (Tortoises, on the other hand, are slow as hell.) I will admit I'd never realized a turtle could pull a sort of toad jump, though.
I've never really talked about how much I like the band Disturbed on here for some reason.
My biggest appreciation for the band is probably just the style and performance quality of the music itself; I've only heard two or three other musicians who do something similar (off the top of my head, Ron Wasserman [probably best known for doing the early Power Rangers themes] and Masaki Endoh [mostly known for being a prominent member of JAM Project, I'd wager] are the only other musicians I can think of who capture the style of intense guitar and whatnot that I'm thinking of in more than one or two songs).
I do also really appreciate the turns of phrase that pop up sometimes, though:
I... kinda doubt that the phrase "for the apocalypse must be televised" was intended to evoke a smile, but it does. I don't know how much it does or doesn't have to do with delivery, but a lot of Disturbed's songs get a similar reaction out of me for at least one line.
Which isn't to say I can't take the lyrics seriously, just that they're completely secondary to my enjoyment of the music.
*If you've listened to more than a couple of Disturbed's songs, you'll probably know what I'm talking about. Actually, the best example of them I can think of comes not from Disturbed itself, but from one of Weird Al's polkas; obviously, Weird Al's music is supposed to make you laugh, and the high-pitched squealy approach he takes to the vocals in question makes it hilarious.
(...Had a bit of an exhausting day because of a minor family emergency.)
When you're 1/144 or smaller.
It makes sense in context, that context being the Gundam Build Fighters anime, which 1) is lots of fun, 2) has an amazing soundtrack that I sort of rediscovered a few days ago, 3) is available on YouTube for free.
(I don't think you even need to be a Gundam fan to enjoy it, although it probably helps.)
