Camp and Games
Jul. 11th, 2005 11:53 pmThe kids went off to camp yesterday. We go pick them up on Friday.
The silence in the house may very well drive me mad before then. True parenthood is not colic, school, laundry, PTA, or stepping on a toy at three in the morning. True parenthood is when you realize that you're on edge because you haven't heard a single argument all day. It is when you consider getting a tape made of your children fighting so that when they are away for longer than a school day, you don't go bat-shit crazy.
Thankfully, Phooka is still here and seems to be enjoying the chance to have us all to herself for a while. That or she's enjoying not having to fight the older girls for her toys. Still not sure on that one.
She's learning more and more each day, at one helluva pace. Her language skills are getting better on a daily basis, and she is finally starting to figure out cause and effect. As in: If I haul this cat around by the ears/tail/paws/belly fur, said cat will claw me until I let go. For their part, the cats are moving her from the 'kitten' to 'juvenile' category.
Topic shift to Games:
In between massive planning for my game this weekend, I've been playing Fallout on the computer. I have oficially decided that the 'rifle' category ranks as having the best weapons evah. It is absolutely wonderful to sneak into an area, go into combat mode, and be halfway across the screen from the things you're shooting at. While pulling off accurate called shots to the eyes. I do think that the AI is a bit on the slow side. Sure, I sneak good and all that, but when the flesh of the guard next to you melts off of his bones, which then collapse in a little pile on the floor (I love the effects of a critical with a plasma rifle), wouldn't you be just a bit suspicious? Just a bit? Just standing there doing nothing is somewhat idiotic, is all I'm saying. Especially when the green bolt from the plasma rifle goes right past one guard's face to hit the guy in front of him. Into this category also fall the idiots who use rocket launchers at point blank range. Or who use a burst weapon or flamer on you when one of their buddies is in the way, killing their buudy and leaving you mostly unscathed.
Then again, it may be that they owed said buddy a larege sum of cash, on account of being too stupid to know when to leave the poker table.
The silence in the house may very well drive me mad before then. True parenthood is not colic, school, laundry, PTA, or stepping on a toy at three in the morning. True parenthood is when you realize that you're on edge because you haven't heard a single argument all day. It is when you consider getting a tape made of your children fighting so that when they are away for longer than a school day, you don't go bat-shit crazy.
Thankfully, Phooka is still here and seems to be enjoying the chance to have us all to herself for a while. That or she's enjoying not having to fight the older girls for her toys. Still not sure on that one.
She's learning more and more each day, at one helluva pace. Her language skills are getting better on a daily basis, and she is finally starting to figure out cause and effect. As in: If I haul this cat around by the ears/tail/paws/belly fur, said cat will claw me until I let go. For their part, the cats are moving her from the 'kitten' to 'juvenile' category.
Topic shift to Games:
In between massive planning for my game this weekend, I've been playing Fallout on the computer. I have oficially decided that the 'rifle' category ranks as having the best weapons evah. It is absolutely wonderful to sneak into an area, go into combat mode, and be halfway across the screen from the things you're shooting at. While pulling off accurate called shots to the eyes. I do think that the AI is a bit on the slow side. Sure, I sneak good and all that, but when the flesh of the guard next to you melts off of his bones, which then collapse in a little pile on the floor (I love the effects of a critical with a plasma rifle), wouldn't you be just a bit suspicious? Just a bit? Just standing there doing nothing is somewhat idiotic, is all I'm saying. Especially when the green bolt from the plasma rifle goes right past one guard's face to hit the guy in front of him. Into this category also fall the idiots who use rocket launchers at point blank range. Or who use a burst weapon or flamer on you when one of their buddies is in the way, killing their buudy and leaving you mostly unscathed.
Then again, it may be that they owed said buddy a larege sum of cash, on account of being too stupid to know when to leave the poker table.
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Date: 2005-07-12 05:53 am (UTC)Usually that was a sign to be worried. Very worried. Because normally it meant the kittens were plotting something, and explosions were due in very short order. ;)
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Date: 2005-07-12 07:20 am (UTC)Okay, okay, so it was the Limited Edition, but still. *happysigh* That burst was so cool I refused to switch to energy weapons, even after I had batteries comin' out my butt. I waited for the Gauss rifle ... *happiersigh*
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Date: 2005-07-12 01:08 pm (UTC)heh, yeah. i’m working my way though Fallout 2 these days, and it really is solid gold.
i’m being helped immensely by the discovery that it is possible to get access to two of the largest equipment caches in the game (the Navarro base and the various Brotherhood of Steel outposts) without having to fight at all, and thus my beginning character was able to pick up Advanced Power Armor and a Plasma Rifle, plus a shitload of ammo (and also a normal Fallout 1 Power Armor, which i’m planning to give to Cassidy once i get over to Modoc and pick him up).
hoo boy does this make life easier. :)
-steve
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Date: 2005-07-12 01:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-07-14 04:31 pm (UTC)'Sides, he only said he didn't fight his way in. Now, me, I've played other games where I'd like, sneak in, empty their armory, then just totally trash everything on my way out.