
Well, it’s great to be back, and thanks to everyone for the cards and gifts and generally supportive emails (note to TYGRR: not THIS time, bro). Yes, the operation went well…they may call it “minor surgery,” but when you see the size of the frickin’ knife and they’re telling you to count backwards from 10…well, it doesn’t seem so minor then, does it? So, except for the tingling and the rash, things are pretty good. Oh, and apologies to the Make a Wish Foundation…I guess you didn’t get the email, and I’m sorry you flew Adrian Grenier all the way out here for nothing. He did seem pretty pissed off.
Anyway. This being one of the driest summers on record for major PC titles (Titan Quest? City Life? CivCity:Dubuque?) I turned to the PC’s bellicose little half-sibling, the xBox 360, where a plethora of high-profile games have been released, many in the past month. (Also, Jeff “suggested” I address these games, and his knees-in-the-ribs manner can be very persuasive) While it’s generally true that I think console gaming is to PC gaming as tofu is to turkey (turkey, in this case, chosen for its alliterative value more than its desireability as a meat)–i.e., a pale, oddly textured imitation–it is also true that, in the words of Paul Simon, I “took some comfort there.” With the console games, I mean. (Read on …)