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I've been a much more frequent visitor to GIO lately than I had been for a little while. I'm still not here all the time and I do miss some blogs (though not that many, considering they seem to be slowing down), but it used to be a few weeks between visits. Now it's more like a couple of days. I'm also blogging more than I have been, though not to an excessive level.
Those of you who follow me on Twitter or are friends with me on Raptr (and if you're not, why not?) know that I've finally been playing Skyrim. Actually, maybe it was my most recent blog posts that clued you in to that fact as well.
Everybody has heard the complaints about parents in our society who let television or video games raise their kids. In fact, I think these parents get a bad rap.
We've all heard that familiar refrain.
I still remember fondly the day Rognar, the Inefficient wandered into my little hamlet of Poshdale. He was a muscular guy in iron-plated armor with a huge battle axe strapped on his back. He seemed to my young eyes to be eight feet tall, with a bushy red beard.
Most of the time when you're playing a video game, you're playing a good guy. You're the hero. You're the one who's going to save the world.
Actually, no spoilers, but now that I have your attention.
I love action games, be they first-person shooters or third-person shoot-em-ups. I'm not as big on platformers, but they can be fun at times.
Waaaaaaaaaaay back in February 2011, I mentioned how Andy McNamara helped me transfer my Game Informer subscription from magazine to digital mag. I've been enjoying it that way ever since, except for a brief period (not sure how long) where I let my subscription lapse because I wasn't reading the mag on my computer like I had hoped I would (so I was issues behind).
Was planning on doing two blogs a week, but last weekend got away from me.
I looked at the want ad I was answering as I sat in the lobby, waiting my turn for today's interview.