So it’s been a while since i put up a decent enough entry into my blog so I thought that today would be a nice day to put in one that’s a little more random than normal. I’ve had the inspiration to write about a few things, but just not the time. The last two weeks at work have been quite horrendous for me. As I sit here at my desk, at work typing this, it is my ninth working day in a row. It’s just madness. I complain about it and the only response that got me to calm down a little was from my girl who told me ”It will all be over soon…”. It really has been one of those two weeks.

I have been trying to figure what to have a rant about and I’ve decided that it’s gonna be something a little more light hearted: Video games. I enjoy video games.

Kratos battling one of the many weird creatures in God of War

I think that they are vital for the general sanity of most people and I am one of them. Yes there are people who are addicted to video games, but there are also a lot who aren’t. Video games aren’t the same as when we were younger. But also it needs to be remembered that video games aren’t made by kids. They are made by adults. There is a tweet i saw that said that people who play video games are better at problem solving. If you have never played a video game you will probably disagree with that comment. However video games give you options that you will never imagine experiencing.

Sure as far as most people are concerned video games have a basic premise. If it’s a fighting game (Tekken, Mortal Kombat etc) it’s about winning. If it’s a sports game, it’s about winning. If it’s an adventure game, it’s about completing it (winning). There is a whole lot of tactics that are involved with winning. The result you have in your head when one starts playing is that you are going to the end. The question is how.

A very enjoyable war

Most games these days are like movies. There is a beginning, middle and an end. Patience is a very important thing that is required. There is no game on this planet, bar one, that can’t be beaten. The rubix cube is a game, and that can be beaten. One cannot think that games are not worth it.

Games can become troublesome if they become interrupting to normal life. The love of life was worried before, when and after she helped me purchase my console. She was worried that it would end me. It would end the time that means the world to me with her. Girls have shopping, some guys have games. The games we play on a TV with a console is not the be all and end all. Escapism is a good thing. Some escape through drugs and alcohol. Others just need a good game.

Probably one of the most enjoyable platform games…

I did a quick Google about the benefits of playing video games and there were a lot of articles that came up. I am sure if i Googled the opposite, twice as many articles would come up. From the website there are some reasons why video games are GOOD for children. In summary they are:

  1. They teach kids problem solving skills and creativity
  2. They inspire an interest in culture and history
  3. They help kids make friends
  4. The encourage exercise
  5. They can share the joys of competition
  6. They get a chance to lead

For adults, this website listed a few reasons why video games are good:

  1. They reduce stress and depression
  2. They can improve your vision
  3. Improve your decision making skills
  4. Improved multitasking skills
Kratos dismembering one of the gods
Kratos dismembering one of the gods

So before you continually threaten to throw his/her console away, remember there are actually some proper benefits of playing TV games. Play with him/her. It’s the only way you can appreciate consoles.

Be yourself. Everybody else is taken – Oscar Wilde


You gotta crush it to know how life is lived!

Crush it NOW!!!!

I always thought that the death of humanity and normalcy would be the fact that we prefer to hide behind our SII, SIII and SIV, whatsapping, swiping, texting, updating our twirra et al. I had even made a pact with my darling girlfriend (well she was the one who came up with the idea, but I just help to enforce it) where by should we be together just the two of us, our phones would be out of sight, out of mind. Its nice. We talk as opposed to spending time with each other talking to other people. It actually works.

The more I think about it, I am constantly looking at my phone ALL the time. It wasn’t until my friend gave me a pretty good app that helps save battery. It switches off your 3G and WIFI when the screen is off. The staring at phone has gotten even worse with the advent of none other than CANDY CRUSHNow you have gasps, loud swearing, giggling, twerking, sometimes cries of joy and also cries of anguish. All this coming from grown men.

But can you explain to me how candy crush can tell a GROWN MAN!!! not to play on his phone for 24hrs! Really!!! – Unendoro

Gingerbread Glade… yummy

Above is an example of the emotions that candy crush inflicts on grown people. I have to say that they have done it really well those evil app makers. You have to wait 30 minutes for a life (or ask a friend), you need tickets to go to the next level that you have to ask friends for, and they have made it all fluffy with stages names and bright colours and words like delicious and sweet that occasionally pop up.

Pastille Pyramid… sounds nice…whatever that is

Its actually bloody madness. It got to the stage that I googled how to cheat. If you change the time on your phone you get lives! Like lots of them. Of course when you rectify this time change, it sometimes puts you a few hundred hours behind in terms of lives.

This is what stage of addiction I am on… the are a total of 400 and something stages

I won’t say that I am addicted to this game, per say (The first stage of addiction is denial). I just have a never say die attitude. I will not accept losing. I just keep trying and trying and trying. I have a firm belief that all games created by a human are meant to be beaten. The unbeatable does not exist.

Football is all very well as a game for rough girls, but is hardly suitable for delicate boys – Oscar Wilde