Meditation
My beloved younger sibling read some research that says PC game players’ brain activity is identical to that of buddhist meditators while meditating and playing. Snow job? No. The research exists. Which brings into question the validity of different types of meditation. I have met two people in the past week who claim that sitting watching the kreepy-krawly sends them into a meditation space. This is probably true.
I really struggle to meditate in a traditional way, but I know that if I am battling with something – something cerebral like a creative idea or strategy – and I play a bit of Starcraft or similar the problem gets solved while I am doing it.
Cool huh?
So, everyone who enters a near trance state by doing anything is in fact meditating. Unless it is drug induced. So, next time I am accosted by some buddhist smug asshole (which they generally ALL are) I will state I am a Catholic PC game player and they can kiss my ass.
I cheat and kill….
I need to tell you something I have not yet shared. You know about my booze problem, sex (or lack of it), relationship stuff, work stuff, kid stuff- sheesh you guys probably know more about me than I do about myself. Yet, here is a deep dark secret:
I love games and I cheat at them.
Not card games and stuff. PC games. I am currently thoroughly addicted to Purple Dot’s Sims 2 game. Before that was Warcraft, Starcraft, Caesar (I can always play those old city simulation games) the list is pretty long. I cheat. I get online and I google a cheat for money, each and every time. What does this say about me?
Not good things I suspect.
The crappest is when I have a game like Age of Empires and find the cheats, to discover I can have flying rainbow hippos that annihilate everything. Then I lose all interest. It is just the money I want. Loads of it.
I do play console games but only if in a pinch. We have an Xbox 360 and every game available, but they just can’t get RPG and adventure games right. Those games suck. You can’t cheat. Then I get all excited because something like Ninety-Nine Nights comes out and it looks so damn sexy. Then I get it in the machine and the monsters are so lame ass you want to scream. I hear Halo 3 will be cool, but I am reserving an opinion here.
Artist gave me the ‘I don’t play games’ talk. Well, we got that Xbox and it was like I was widowed for three weeks. Some racing game. Dinner chat:
Artist: ‘I bought a Ferrari today-’
KC: ‘That’s nice.’
Anyway, back to these pesky Sims- This is the reason I am not online at night much. I am Simulating. I wish I could watch them fuck though, instead of this sad fireworks and toes thing I see in the hottub when they get it on. They are essentially Sim Trust Fund Babies cos I found the money cheat. So all they do is laze about, fuck and play computer games. The female one, I am sure, is having an internet affair cos she loves that email, man!
I have killed a few too. Make them shower and immediately change lightbulbs- *bzzzt*. The best is building them into a fenced garden area and watching them die. Eeek more psychosis than I thought there. Then they haunt your house-.
It’s an old game, but they keep making new builds. Can’t wait for the pet one. I will torture some dogs and see if they get tombstones and ghosts.
I wonder, if I build two into a little fenced off area with no food, will they eat eachother? Sim cannibals? Hmmm….
My Sims are calling-.
Tot siens.
