Side Note: Patrick has been blogging well lately, and I feel I need to step up. Yesterday I took Kelly out for her 21st. Happy Birthday Kelly.
What have I been doing in lieu of blogging? If I were to tell you I've been hanging out with beautiful people, I would not be lying. If I were to tell you I've been going out and having a grand time putting off work, I would not be lying.
But I would also not be lying if I told you I was playing Tony Hawk Pro Skater 4 at least four hours a day. What is it about the glory of video games that makes it that you can easily blow hours and hours on end without a second thought? I have been tearing it fucking up, but let me tell you, this game is hard as hell. THPS 2? Difficult to learn, but easy once you get the manualing down. THPS3? Revert system introduced, but really more of the same.
THPS4? Fucking Hardcore. Highest point request for 3? 400,000, and that was on the last fucking level. Not even halfway through the game, point request for level 4? 1,000,000 points.
And then there's the new "C-O-M-B-O" letters you have to pick up, where you have to string together a series of tricks, one after another across buildings and gaps and slides and shit. Easy hour gone, and a carpal tunnel seal of approval.