What Have I Wrought This Ill-Gotten Day


I didn't buy Half-Life 2 just to look at the box, and yet there it sits. I'm going to install it, I know, but right now I'm not sure if that's such a good idea. I haven't eaten supper yet, nor finished the laundry, and I still have this book I just started and would like to finish before this new game consumes me. Oh the wasted days and wasted nights, the early morning's I'll forget to sleep as I push further and further into the story, unable to leave my computer until I find what lies beyond the next door or down the next passageway. I've been through this all before.

For those of you who don't have any idea what I'm talking about, Half-Life 2 is the sequel to Half-Life, a computer game considered by many to be the best ever made. Psshaw, I hear y0u say, a computer game, what's wrong with you man, to which I say psshaw back at you, not all computer games are alike. You know you can't judge the entire movie industry because of something like "From Justin to Kelly", and you can't judge the entire computer game industry because of something like "Pokemon" either.

Anyways, back in the day Half-Life and it's various add-ons consumed many, many hours (far too many, I'd say) of my life, and now the sequel is here and I get this sinking feeling that it's going to start all over again. That book I was reading, forget about it. Those things I needed to do around the house, huh, give me a break. But I went and bought the thing so I'm already half-committed, you might say. Went right down to Fry's and stood in line in front of a couple of other old farts like myself who just so happened to be holding copies themselves, and there we were at the counter, three of us all in a row plunking down our $60 bucks on the same stupid game. I've never been one who likes to swim with the other fish and I can't say I much cared for it, but it was kind of strange to see 3 middle-aged guys all standing at the counter with copies of Half-Life 2 in our hands.

Maybe you had to be there.

Needless to say I probably won't be blogging for a while. Hard as that may be for all who may be reading this, I fear I'm about to become cut-off like an astronaut orbiting the dark side of the moon, out of radio contact and venturing into the unknown recesses of space. Yes, I can hear the outcry "you must keep blogging", but destiny calls and I must answer. How strange that I should have journeyed for so long and so far only to end up here again in front of my computer. Fact is stranger than fiction isn't it, but then again

I've got a game to play.
(See you on the other side)