I was already hip deep in back-log before Overwatch. I have played exactly 3 other games to completion since. Overwatch is the best/worst thing to happen to me gaming-wise in a very long time.
I was already hip deep in back-log before Overwatch. I have played exactly 3 other games to completion since. Overwatch is the best/worst thing to happen to me gaming-wise in a very long time.
This is an excellent response to the article, but my comment about continuing to buy games when my time is severely reduced is more akin to an automatic dog feeder still dumping food into the overflowing bowl after the dog has been dead for years.
Overwatch laughs at your encouragement.
I don’t have a gaming PC. My back-log is almost entirely physical, CD binders full to the brim of old and aging console games.
The song itself is meh, but it reminded me of an old-timey dirge, like the Death song from O Brother Where Art Thou, which at least would seem theme- and time-appropriate.
My non-gamer friends really liked Firewatch, and- judging by their reaction to the Assassin’s Creed Origins upcoming Tour mode- they are going to be into this one as well.
I take them all out of the shrink wrap, on purpose. It’s too depressing to see them there, shiny and unwanted, otherwise.
But... if my kids don’t have a paralyzing assortment of toys, they will never follow in my footsteps and accumulate hundreds of video games to stack in their To Play backlog.
Leach in Eugene... of my god, I need this in my life. He actually fits with their offensive philosophy, but man, that is oil and water, community-wise.
My daughter loves her. She’s Tori Amos for the tween girl set. She even has a swear word in her official coloring book, because... edgy, I guess?
He def has that “strung-out, aging rent-boy” look going on.
Pats fan here. Kraft gets a ticket on the Death Plane. I’d hear arguments for Paul Allen missing the flight, but that’s about it.
Stay in your lane, Wiz.
I have been in your shoes. Single malt is the answer. To be fair it’s often the answer to life’s little pokes and stabs.
He looks like he’s about to morph into Lo Pan.
See, my wife and I both would know their spouse had been replaced by a pod person if they answered that question with ambivalence. You ALWAYS get breakfast room service. Big ass trays of breakfast food, pots of coffee, champagne and OJ. Clothing optional. Fuck. Yes.
C’mon now. You can be upset about the sexism, but his delivery was hilarious. Let alone the pure verbosity on display. This was footbaw coach gold.
He dumps off a bunch of (admittedly hilariously delivered) sexist stereotypes about wedding planning. All of which were absolutely true, anecdotally speaking, with every wedding planning I have been involved in or adjacent to.
Naw, you’ve read me completely wrong here. The people who are pissed are the Masters and GMs and Top 500s of the OW world. I’m a Gold Zen main/ tank flex. I love my Torb and Symm OTPs. They peel for my fragile little robot murder boy very well. And that armor and Shield Gen are lifesavers.
Now that is a dude who runs with his arms straight out behind him. Guaranteed.