And then, as the evening draws to a close, the author finds himself eschewing the stylish and technologically accomplished piece of refined gaming crack that is Zuma, to sit there in a fully monged-out state in front of Blix, a game which wouldn't even have got away with what it does twenty years ago, but whose swampy acidic soundtrack makes it a fine club aural alternative to sitting in a sticky heap at the corner of some sweaty club ten years ago. Somehow.
And also from the makers of Blix... Crash - a game pertaining to be a cross-road simulator. If I were to pass judgement on its merits whilst in such a tired and emotional state, my critique would likely not be as critical as it should, so maybe you should treat any such late-night linkage with a pinch of salt. Please scroll your window further down the page.
Myself, I think I need a break, and a nice cup of tea. Courtesy of the mice in the latest little gaming beauty from the unsurpassable Orisinal, A Daily Cup Of Tea...
Ah. Ok... you can disregard half of that email I sent you now... looks like I CAN comment on these newfangled things -- ooh, look, avatars! -- but even so I'm still compelled to throw the flaming dog crap for the lack of rss feed!
that's ok, i was about three sheets to the wind when i made the dribbling comment about your future nuptials. i meant every word but it did not come out the way i had wanted it to :D gotta love a bellyful of strongbow's finest...