Super Mario and the Aye-AyePod

[bloodyrosemccoy]

V.J. Day
Independence Day (Pakistan)

 

This weekend we decided that it was a good time to hold my birthday, as I will be gone for the actual event. So no Talking Like A Pirate for me this year, but I ask y’all to toast me with some grog on September 19 anyway.  So I got a cake* and a family party before we have to get rid of the Dude.

 

Plus, it was a good excuse to Pimp My Safari. I got me some LOOT, in microchip form. I now have a small digital camera for taking pictures, a DS Lite for those days when looking at lions or archaeological sites or breathtaking vistas isn’t feasible—say, on the plane—and finally a new iPod: a sleek black one! I put pirate stickers all over it and christened it the iPatch.

 

All this stuff will probably be stolen before I finish my layover in Nairobi, but I’m gonna make an optimistic effort, anyway.

 

In more electronic news, I rented Super Paper Mario this weekend and it goddamn BLEW MY MIND. Game story itself is nothing special—not like the kickassery that was Super Mario RPG**—but the graphics ground my brain into cottage cheese, in a very good way. I spent a great deal of the game cheering “WHAT THIS MAKES NO SENSE!”—yes, cheering that. Mario’s Passing Into Another Dimension is exactly the sort of thing I want my character Lucy to be able to do.

 

And yes, I beat it. In three days. Thanks go to the game makers for coming to their senses and going with simple platform play instead of the complicated battles, without which that wouldn’t have been possible.

 

Tomorrow I’m off to Denver to dump the Dude off at school—it’s back, dammit. But I’ve got a DS for the drive, so all is well.

 

 

*With EDIBLE BALL BEARINGS!!

 

**I am going to continue plugging this until you’ve all played it and agreed with me, dammit.  First game where you got to play as Bowser, and he freaking FLUNG Mario at people as his weapon. And it started the fine tradition of Princess Peach whanging people in the head with a frying pan, which continues to this day.  And Geno. Pantsless laser-shooting dolls win the day every time.

Comments

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Izzat the Whoa Zone? Me brother was impressed at how well I handled it, especially given my usual tendency to get lost (yes, lost) in 3D games. (Beat it already. IN THREE DAYS. I rented that fucker and wasn't gonna leave it unfinished while I was off in Africa. Maybe it's not quite on par with Nellie's record, but I take pride in it.)

You stand firm on your position on the DS, and I stand firm on mine that every living creature should celebrate my birthday, September 19, as International Talk Like A Pirate Day. Especially sixth graders. Because pirates, dammit. Make 'em play sea chanteys. Or wear golden earrings. Or something.

It may be a few months before I do anything with the DS friends code, as I'll be ... out of Wi-Fi range till Christmas. But then we'll see ...

[alexvdl.livejournal.com]

Swab the decks? Steal things?