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Finally finishing up my endless awards of the year

All right. We’re at the end of the year (nearly) and at the end of my award posts (nearly). I have three awards left to give (nearly) in a year that defies definition. The fact that I am here to write this is amazing in and of itself. I can’t overemphasize this point enough–I should be dead. The fact that I’m alive at all is unbelievable. The fact that I don’t have any lasting damage (that I know of) is a miracle. And, yes, I’ve come around full circle to the word. I am a miracle. While I’m not embracing it, I’m not pushing it away, either. No, it doesn’t mean anything in my day-to-day, but it’s useless to deny or push back on it, either.

Before I get tot the awards, however, I want to say something about Spiritfarer by Thunder Lotus Games because I finished the Jackie & Daria update and it really hit me hard. I did not care for the ungainly and clumsy platforming in the Daria parts–please, for the love of all the gods, if you are not a platforming game, do NOT include platforming in the essential gameplay sections. I’m including FromSoft in this because they LOVE their platforming sections and they’re all bad–and it got so bad, I nearly quit the update. The controls are squishy and there is overdrift in every direction. Having platforms that disappear is bullshit and being able to fall all the way down to the beginning of the section again is bullshit. I actually cursed during this section, which is not what a cozy game should engender in me while I play it. If Ian had been around, I would have made him do the platforming sections without hesitation.

Jackie, on the other hand, quickly wormed his way into my heart. A loud and foul-mouthed, crass, coarse, brash hyena who works as an orderly in a hospital and has an inflated view of himself–one that is clearly just a mirage. He knows that he’s not any of the stuff he’s saying he is and he knows that he’s a piece of shit. It’s funny because I was talking to Ian about dirtballs and how I have a soft spot for them. That’s exactly what Jackie is and the fact that his steady stream of cursing is similar to what’s going on in my brain.

It’s clear that he was in a lot of pain that he wasn’t dealing with.


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New year, hopefully not the same as the old

A new year is a strange thing. We put all this weight on it especially after a year like last year. How many of us (including me) vocalized our relief at seeing the backend of 2020? It was as if we felt we could collectively turn the page once the clock rolled over from 11:59 p.m., December 31, 2020 to 12:00 a.m., January 1st, 2021. It makes sense emotionally because we’re apt to look for categories and we are the best at putting arbitrary definers on things. So, seeing the year roll over into a new one, our brains say, “New slate!” It’s natural and normal, but reality doesn’t work that way.

Side Note: See Boris Johnson abruptly putting country on Tier 5 lockdown. There have been a lot of issues with the tiered lockdowns and the abrupt announcement that the country was going to Tier 5 without the law actually put in place, well, that’s just Boris being Boris. Which is a lot like our president being our president.

Side Note II: Speaking of this president (two weeks now. Two weeks now), I don’t know how exactly to say this, but why is anyone surprised by what the president is doing? He’s a narcissistic, arrogant, ignorant asshole who cannot stand to look bad or to lose. He’s a vain, pompous jerkwad who believes anyone who’s flattering him in the moment. Of course he was going to do everything he could to take down the country before leaving. If anything, I’m disappointed with how pedestrian and mundane he’s being about it. Lawsuits and threats? Come on! That’s bush league. Kidding aside, I’m bracing for the reaction of his supporters when it sinks in that, no, he can’t bully his way into another four years.

Side Note III: I’m really just done. Not with this year, though that’s quite possible, but everything in general.