After two days of office work for Fox's new comedy, "Keep Hope Alive," I'm on relative hiatus until the shoot starts in December. And that, of course, means free time... which, unfortunately, does not at all translate to "rest" or "relax."
I've recently undergone a surge of renewed interest in video games, which is absolutely terrible given the point of life I'm in and what I'm trying to do. Video games have become an absolute Time- and Soul-Sucker. They eat up time like candy, because they're so gosh-darn addicting... and they suck up souls because, well, how else can I write well when I'm distractedly wishing I was playing Mario right now?
Wow. I really wish I was playing Mario right now...
Of course, I'm somewhat happy to embrace my return to nerdship again, too. I really didn't like myself when I backed off games as long as I did; it just didn't feel right, to not get antsy looking over box art or flipping through strategy guides. AJ Pinkerton was not meant to be immune to their charms; he was made to love games and play them, and after going fairly cold for many moons, it's been a welcome refresher to emotionally open up to them again.
Of course, now there's eight months backlogged on store shelves, and no budget for fun and games around this pad. That sounds pretty close to the glory days, actually. Tradition lives forever.
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