Just beware of the Revenge of the Fifth! :D
Well, to be more accurate, I am blogging. But that is almost the same thing, right? Thinking out loud helps to clarify my thoughts and sort out my feelings. And by writing it down instead of just talking about it gives me an opportunity to go back, reread and reassess things. So be warned - this will probably be long and rambling and of absolutely no interest. :D
Accuracy is important to me. I wonder if that is why it takes me so much longer to write than the average person. I keep trying to find the exact right word to use so my meaning is clear and precise. While I have struggled to write a couple of sentences, most people can write out an entire page. For example, it can take me several minutes to make a short comment on someone's blog. A longer comment, one in which I am actually trying to say something other than "I like that game too" or "Sorry to hear about your troubles", can take hours. It is also probably the reason I quit commenting on every tracked Gamespot blog - it was just taking too much time. :?
But something has been on my mind for about a week or so and I can't stop thinking about it so I decided to write about it. As you can probably tell, I am a stickler for accuracy. :P I can't help but notice mistakes. Now that doesn't mean I never make them but they can stick out like they are lit up with flashing red lights. Believe me, it is horribly annoying. Good thing it is necessary in my job. :lol:
I hate when someone states something as fact when it is wrong. And it is worse when they state it firmly and emphatically! That happened about a week ago. Someone was telling a story but had several facts all messed up. Well, he was more than telling a story. This was our resident "expert" on almost everything "educating" the rest of us. A discussion ensued and people were stating their opinions but all I could think about was "Wait, you have it all wrong! Get your facts straight. Didn't anyone else hear the correct story? Should I say something?"
I didn't want to embarrass the guy but he had it all wrong! It wasn't a big deal but he had it all wrong! The thought kept poking and prodding my brain, and it was all I could do to keep my mouth shut. I wonder if it because he was wrong or because I don't like the guy. Do you know the type of guy? The guy who is popular but you wonder why. He can be entertaining but basically he is a bully. He can say the meanest thing but he is really good at wording it humorously so everybody laughs. Yeah, it is funny... unless it is directed you.
So, I don't like the guy but still, he was wrong. Okay, okay, I am obsessing, sorry. :| Hopefully, I can get some clarity on this and won't keep thinking about the whole thing.
A couple of weeks ago, I read a biography of a most fascinating man. I appreciate people with great talent, and I find people who are contradictory to be intriguing. I just finished reading about a man who possessed both these qualities – Jimmy Van Heusen. He was a prolific song writer who flourished in the middle of the last century, writing over 800 songs. He wrote hits for Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra and many others with many of them became jazz standards. Jimmy won numerous awards including several Academy Awards and an Emmy.
But the thing I found the most interesting about him was that he was also a pilot who took his flying very seriously. During World War II, Jimmy Van Heusen flew as a test pilot for Lockheed while working in Hollywood. He was a test pilot for aircraft such as the P-38 and C-60, surviving several crashes. But unlike many celebrities of the time, he kept his wartime exploits a secret. He could keep it secret because Jimmy Van Heusen was his stage name and he flew under his real name, Chester Babcock.
I am intrigued by a man who was well-known as a drinker, a partier, and a womanizer whose lifesty1e inspired the antics of the Rat Pack but kept his life as a dauntless aviator secret.
I read a quote I liked a couple of days ago.
"There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills."
Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta
The more I read it, the more it resonates with me. Tonight I have thought about how doubt is a poison. It poisons more that friendships. It can completely destroy some people's ability to accomplish things in their lives. They doubt they are good enough so they don't try. Or if they try, they don't give it their full effort and therefore fail.
Just some late night ruminations.
Well, after all this time, I decided it was time to do my first blog. I chose to write a little history - my history - my gaming history. OK, so here goes ...
Pong came out when I was a teen. The first time I played it was at a family get-together in a pizza place during the 1970's. I loved it! When I could afford it, I bought an Atari 2600 gaming system and of course, I got Pong. Asteroids, Space Invaders, and a multitude of others soon followed. I played as much as I could while in college, doing specialized training in the military, and getting established in my career.
I remember when personal computers first came out. I spent weeks deciding between the Commodore 64 and the Apple IIe, debating the pros and cons for hours with other members of my squadron. After driving all day to Dallas I ended up with one of the first Apple IIe's. My first computer game did not have any graphics, it was the text-only adventure game Infidel! I remember getting stuck. Not knowing what to do, I typed "Throw my hands up in the air" and the game responding "Your hands go flying over the tree". Zork, Sorcerer and Moonmist joined my collection shortly thereafter.
Soon, I graduated to games with graphics! True, they were only black and white (or black and green, depending on whose computer I used). The first time I played a game all night long was while sitting on alert. My navigator and I traded levels on Lode Runner. There were no saves, if you used up all your lives, you had to start over from the beginning.
Next, I discovered role playing games. I remember having to buy graph paper so I could make my own map while going through Wizardry: Proving Grounds of the Mad Overlord. That was just the start of my love for RPG's. Wizardry led to Might and Magic which in turn became The Elder Scrolls and Fallout.
I have played racing games, platformers, point-and-click adventures, puzzle games, first person shooters and strategy games. I have played handhelds, consoles and, of course, computers. I having been gaming for more years than many people on this website have been alive. Umh, I wonder if that makes me a gamer?