the-inbetween yearly archives for: 2008

Civilization Revolutions DS

Getting Civilization Without an Underground weekly pass, and despite the perpetually miserable weather, I headed out for a walk. I didn’t take my camera bag or excessive baggage, just my iPod, jacket (I’m still not over how much I’ve needed a jacket in the summer) and an umbrella (essential gear over here.) I headed down to Shoot-Up Hill — no junkies present — and straight down Kilburn High Road until it became Maida Vale. This route went from Brent to…

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Idleness: Killed

On Friday I had a reason to head out: I made my deposit on a Paris apartment and I could now concretely book my fare to Paris. I took the train down to Finchley Road where I transfered onto the Metropolitan towards St. Pancras. I entered the Eurostar ticket booth and realized upon reaching the counter that I was in the business section. I felt out of place — nothing screams business like a black t-shirt with Batman with the…

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Idleness

Idleness has set in. I haven’t ventured into central London for a few days now. It was a long weekend, but that has little meaning when you’re not working. There was the Notting Hill Carnival but I forgot about it until it was over. There were the Olympic festivities and the outdoor parties celebrating the hand-off for the London 2012 games, but I didn’t bother. There wasn’t any reason to go down there. The weather was constantly dreary. My weekly…

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Running for High Score

I’ve started running. It’s about time. I bought running shoes a little less than two months ago, the first such shoes that I’ve owned since, oh, early high school[1], and I just now started using them for their intended purpose. It’s been a touch tough but I’ve been persevering through it. I’m not quite going by the “couch to 5k” routine but I am doing something similar in so far that I’m mostly fast walking with occasional jogs sprinkled in…

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Free Ride (Take it Easy)

For the last month, the time I’ve been living in this flat, I’ve been leeching internet off of some kind, unprotected neighbour, Mr. Belkin54g. Yesterday morning I awoke to find that my luck had run out; the preferred network was now password protected. The free ride aboard the Mooch Train was over. I was probably overzealous with the network the day before. It was a rainy day. I wasn’t heading out on my walking treks so I stayed indoors with…

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How to Lose Gamers and Alienate People

The whole Hasbro vs Scrabulous affair and lawsuit is pretty stupid. Hasbro’s citing of copyright infringement — there is none, game rules are not copyrightable — in what is, essentially, a possible trademark case comes across as nothing more than strong arming. They were caught flat-footed and couldn’t compete so they sicced their lawyers at them. But I don’t want to rant about that part of the story. What is fascinating is everything that happened after they managed to take…

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European Civilization

What I saw from the Civilization Revolutions demo, I liked. Firaxis managed to simplify the entire world building experience for a console without losing the features that made Civilization what it was. The demo sucked me in as much as any full game on the PC ever did. I was sold but, unfortunately, knowing I was leaving the XBox 360 behind I knew I couldn’t get it. There was, however, the scaled-back-but-still-Civ DS version. This was perfect. All the Civilization…

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Personal Maps

I’ve been keeping a map of (most) walking treks through the city of London and where I’ve been eating and drinking (not often.) It’s all from memory, so it’s not all accurate, but it gives a good sense for how and where I’ve been spending my time here. Yes, I have walked a lot. By comparison, here’s a map showing all the places I ate at (and drank at) and took take-out food from in Toronto, from January up to…

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Game Reviewers Are Lazy?

In a complete show of arm waving attention-seeking, the Academy of Interactive Arts & Sciences President called game reviewers “lazy.” He does make some good points calling for more criticism, which I’ll agree with, but the bulk of his quotes seem delusional to me. He proclaims a challenge to the industry. How can you review a game, how can you give a comment about a game like Grand Theft Auto IV, that has 40-plus hours or more of gameplay, if…

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Sweet About Me

It is known that I have certain musical tastes that, so to speak, diverge from the mainstream. Despite my affinity for hyper-minimal glitchy stuff and 8-bit computer square waves and outright noise and glitch, I do like the occasional softer fare. Blondie’s “Parallel Lines”, for example, is one of my favourite albums. When “Hanging on the Telephone” was released for Rock Band, it was an instant purchase. So it was a bit of a surprise to see it reviewed in,…

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The Jacket

One of the foolish things that I did before heading off to the UK was to not bring a coat. With my bags packed and ready to go to the airport, I grabbed it and wondered “should I take this?” It was a 32C day, I had enough to carry as it was, I was going to be in the UK in the middle of the summer and I had plenty of time to buy one before I did need…

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Cinematic Experience

On Friday, I went to a big screen cinema inside of a shopping centre–a decidedly untourist-like thing to do–to see “The Dark Knight.” It was a warm day in London so I welcomed the air conditioning in the empty theatre thirty minutes before the screening. Silly me, expecting major crowds for a record setting movie one day after its release. However, before it started I was in convulsions brought on by the onset of hypothermia. That venue was downright cold.…

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The Thames Path

As with most days here, this afternoon I headed for the Tube with the intention of going for a long, wandering trek around London. I wasn’t sure where I’d go; I figured I’d decide on the train. I walked down the road past the station to a little bakery around the corner and grabbed a croissant and stuffed it into my camera bag. The blue eyed blonde Polish girl wasn’t working today. I crossed back to the station, pulled out…

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