Just Like Buck Rogers

I'm sure I'm not alone. A man goes on a journey, fulfils many fantasies, keeps many memories, makes many friends. And then, enough is enough. You realise you spent £300 upgrading your PC to play F.E.A.R.

The last time I played on a console, there was a Monkey, in 32bit (apparently), and he jumped around with his mate (another monkey), collecting bananas. There was also an earthworm, who for some reason had developed anthropomorphic (I spelt that right, first time, so why can't I spell 'recieve'?) abilities.

So here I am (or at least there I was as of August 2007). In "the future" of Console Video Games. And just like dear ol' Buck, I find myself in a strange world of factions, motion control, and hotter women (just like Erin Gray, see below).



So now I'm on another adventure. The quest to find a game, as good as they used to be. Here, I hope to put some ramblings, because who could tell the difference in this place. You may listen if you wish, to an old man, who looks younger than he should. Or you can sod off, leave me to my memories, and wait until I start talking sense.

In any case, hello to you all, and thank you for letting me publish my thoughts on this (s)industry, we call Gaming.