Well, I was told by Thend that Myst Online: Uru Live was number four in GameTap's Top Games of 2007. You'd think, honestly, it would be number one, not just because I play it and such. I mean, it's an online game, and that tends to attract a lot of people considering to offline games. But, I suppose it makes since when you put Sam & Max and such into play.
Though MO:UL was number four, Psychonauts was number one. When you really think about it, it was kind of predictable. Even when it wasn't on GameTap, it was insanely popular, and I would even have to admit that its disturbingly addicting. I spent two weeks out of Uru, so, that must say something.
Sam and Max, is, as previously mentioned, up there too. So, yeah. In other news there's a trailer out for the next Narnia movie, which I'd assumed they'd only do one, since, by the time the movie is actually out, it's been three years since the last one. It's for Prince Caspian, which has always been my favorite book, along with The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. Plus there's Spiderwick Chronicles, along with Cloverfield and Alien VS Predator: Reqiuem. I don't knopw if I'm actually going to see AVP:R though, just on the fact that the other AVP films annoy the crap out of me because they kill EVERYONE off.
But, since I'm not (Nor do I ever plan to be.) a movie critique, I'm going to shut up and paste the quote.
"I was in a bar and I said to a friend, 'You know, we've become those 40-year-old guys we used to look at and say, 'Isn't it sad?' " - George Clooney
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Blue Blues
Well, I absolutely hate myself for not posting about this earlier, so I should definitely do it now, I know I mentioned animals before, with Mr. Tweeters and all, but this one is a bit more personal, so here we go.
On Thanksgiving some of my cousins had taken in a stray cat that they had taken to call Blue, and since Hope and I had been talking about getting a cat for a couple months, and they were serious about giving it to us, we actually ended taking it home in a carrier. It was a mellow cat, ofcourse, it mewed a bit, but it didn't like freak out on the hour-long car drive home, so he seemed great at first, and I still think he is.
He started to go crazy and scratch up our legs and bit our toes/fingers, which I didn't mind, Daniel did, of course, and Hope just said it was cute because it was playing. And it was certainly funny more than once to see Blue stick Daniel's toes between his teeth, even though he actually managed to give me a nasty scratch once.
Then, though, he started spraying the apartment because we started to let him outside, and he managed to get a whiff of the other outside cats, so, unfortunately, he started to, err, mark his territory. Now, it didn't smell as bad as you think it would. Daniel seemed to freak out over it, though it seemed to be concentrated around the litter box. But then again, I had a cold all around this time, so.
Hope didn't seem to mind it at all, since it managed to aerate itself shockingly quick. But, unfortunately, we called a vet to work on getting him neutered and such, but we found out that we had been wrong about some info. We were, like, a week late on getting him neutered, if we had called a week before, it would have made a difference.
But we had waited too long and Blue was still able to be neuterable, of course, its just it wouldn't stop the spraying, and wouldn't make him feel more at ease towards the other cats. And it sucked, too, because, there was no way we could really keep him as an inside cat, since we weren't planning on letting him out one story above the ground.
But, fortunately, my Aunt had a friend who owned a farm, and we finally, today, decided to chug him off to a more open, and outside, environment. And you know, it's just crazy, you know, because we had had him for about three weeks and I was already all used and affectionate for him. Though I would never show it, I practically cried as we let Blue go. And I've been thinking about it off and on, and getting mentally emotional since.
So, you know, it sucks, but Hope says that she's already found a couple of kittens who are better-suited to an indoor cat. Though I will always remember Blue, who was, though it's twenty-one years late, will be my first and special cat. Though I won't see him hiding in the shoe closet, looking out through the blinds on the door, or lounging on the rocker, he'll still be remembered by me.
Sorry if this is a bit corny or over-emotional, I mean, it's not as depressing as it comes off, but, like I've said, it sucks.
"If a dog jumps in your lap, it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer." - Alfred North Whitehead
On Thanksgiving some of my cousins had taken in a stray cat that they had taken to call Blue, and since Hope and I had been talking about getting a cat for a couple months, and they were serious about giving it to us, we actually ended taking it home in a carrier. It was a mellow cat, ofcourse, it mewed a bit, but it didn't like freak out on the hour-long car drive home, so he seemed great at first, and I still think he is.
He started to go crazy and scratch up our legs and bit our toes/fingers, which I didn't mind, Daniel did, of course, and Hope just said it was cute because it was playing. And it was certainly funny more than once to see Blue stick Daniel's toes between his teeth, even though he actually managed to give me a nasty scratch once.
Then, though, he started spraying the apartment because we started to let him outside, and he managed to get a whiff of the other outside cats, so, unfortunately, he started to, err, mark his territory. Now, it didn't smell as bad as you think it would. Daniel seemed to freak out over it, though it seemed to be concentrated around the litter box. But then again, I had a cold all around this time, so.
Hope didn't seem to mind it at all, since it managed to aerate itself shockingly quick. But, unfortunately, we called a vet to work on getting him neutered and such, but we found out that we had been wrong about some info. We were, like, a week late on getting him neutered, if we had called a week before, it would have made a difference.
But we had waited too long and Blue was still able to be neuterable, of course, its just it wouldn't stop the spraying, and wouldn't make him feel more at ease towards the other cats. And it sucked, too, because, there was no way we could really keep him as an inside cat, since we weren't planning on letting him out one story above the ground.
But, fortunately, my Aunt had a friend who owned a farm, and we finally, today, decided to chug him off to a more open, and outside, environment. And you know, it's just crazy, you know, because we had had him for about three weeks and I was already all used and affectionate for him. Though I would never show it, I practically cried as we let Blue go. And I've been thinking about it off and on, and getting mentally emotional since.
So, you know, it sucks, but Hope says that she's already found a couple of kittens who are better-suited to an indoor cat. Though I will always remember Blue, who was, though it's twenty-one years late, will be my first and special cat. Though I won't see him hiding in the shoe closet, looking out through the blinds on the door, or lounging on the rocker, he'll still be remembered by me.
Sorry if this is a bit corny or over-emotional, I mean, it's not as depressing as it comes off, but, like I've said, it sucks.
"If a dog jumps in your lap, it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer." - Alfred North Whitehead
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