I should really stop telling people I like to play video games the weird
way, and especially that I actually post it on a blog. There's another guy who, I'm sure, is on a good way of finding this blog and stalking it. And then I'll know what it is like to live in fear. Like the androids in Blade Runner. Or Cyrus in his apartment.
(speaking of Cyrus, he's probably removed most of his RL-related content from this site, which only makes it more cruel that my picture of his face photoshopped onto Grace van Cutsem is probably still around somewhere for his roommates to find)
Diamond Jubilee, UEFA Euro 2012, etc.
I actually watched the Queen's Diamond Jubilee a few days ago. It's kind of awkward when I realise that if I were British, I'd totally
be a patriot. I'd go to all the events and I'd feel genuinely proud of my high-maintenance Queen and her son's stupid weather jokes and the senior bishop of my national church enjoying watching explosions while
sir Paul McCartney plays one of the most famous Bond themes in front of Her 80-year-old Majesty.
Any country using 3d projection mapping
during its national ceremonies can claim me as a citizen right away.
Poland, meanwhile, has finally began hosting Euro 2012 (around... now
, I guess, haven't got a TV in here, sorry). For the Poles, Euro 2012 has been a big fucking deal for the last four years, so it's a bit of a shame that few foreigners have actually heard about it - what, with the London Olympics around the corner?
On the bright side, there's been a lot of patching-up of the country's infrastructure in preparation for the event. Warsaw actually looks kind of nice
these days. But on the Pink Floyd's favourite side, the proximity of a major football championship draws all manner of shitheads out of the woodwork, so the buildings and walls along the train route between my town and Warsaw are all decorated with graffiti like "FUCK [INSERT FOOTBALL TEAM] JEWS AND FAGS" and the ones on the path between my university and my university's library are covered with all manner of nationalist stencils and writings (not sure if it's related to football in any way, but still).
It's kind of sad that a shitty red spray of a hammer-and-sickle I used to pass almost every time I was in Warsaw since I had first started university over 5 years ago has recently been sprayed over by some nationalists - and since Poland is a 99% white society (much like the audience at the Queen's jubilee, hur hur), the nationalists around here can't even pick on ethnic minorities, so they apparently resort to violence against people with widely defined "leftist" beliefs. Breivik style.
Also, vuvuzelas are banned from football stadiums. That's a shame, too, because vuvuzelas act as pacifiers for football fans, and if you take them away, they start their horrible chanting, which is actually much, much worse.
Finally, there's been a "racist incident" involving some Poles making "monkey noises" at some black players in a Dutch team. I think that's a horrible misunderstanding, it's just how our football fans always sound like.
I'm horribly busy (as always), though I did play some DX:HR in my spare time. The game gets really enjoyable once you get to explore Detroit and dabble in the secret techniques of punching people off the map and building makeshift deathtraps from refrigerators and dumpsters.
At this point, I guess I could force my RPG4D competition game to generate an entire (proto-)world with some minor effort, but I can't find the strength and the time to go back to working on the game. Maybe after I finish the first chapter of Deus Ex. Not sure why I'm calling it a game, it's more of a visually unappealing random world generator.