| A not-so-long time ago (ok, eons in internet-years), I could actually call myself a gamer--I was current on things. I would spend $50 on the semi-vetted selection of the month, and play it. So while I currently can barely hold a candle to today's teenagers in the digital arenas, I still have that little mine-laying, turret repairing, tech-tree-jumping aspect that kicks in every once in a while. Say, for example, when viewing this set of game reviews from escapistmagazine.com. Brilliantly written, combining savvy review with English snootery and insufferable gamer perfectionism. No, this is Not Safe For Work (language), either. |
