It's seven a.m. and I'm playing a brutally difficult video game that cost me less than $5. And I'm not even winning.
Even for someone with a weird blogger schedule, that's a pretty deplorable situation. That's exactly the scenario I was in earlier this week, as I was getting my ass handed to me by this wonderfawful game, "Faster than Light."
"Tough" video games come in many breeds, but I've always appreciated the ones that reward critical thinking over reflexes. (Probably because I have opposite-of-a-cat reflexes.)
"FTL" is in that vein, although it adds an element that makes it kind of like life: unfairness. Cruel, cruel unfairness.
And at some point, I've realized that I plateaued at the game. That's right, "FTL," you've defeated me.
At least until I boot it up again and start the cycle all over again ...