I knew at an early age that I wanted to make a career out of writing about games, and now I have. You'll find most of my stuff right here on HonestGamers, of course, but don't be surprised if my name pops up elsewhere. Living out my dream keeps me very busy, and I wouldn't have it any other way!
Today, when I was paying the minimum amount due to keep my cable Internet from going away (because I am broke and have more bills right now than I can possibly pay), the other line beeped in and it was the local restaurant calling.
I'd gone in for an interview earlier this week, and I went away thinking that I wanted the job and that I would probably get it. The interview, I thought, went really well.
I was right. I start orientation tomorrow morning at 10AM. My required outfit? Jeans and tennis shoes. They seem like really great people. I'll be training mostly for stuff around the restaurant, it sounds like, but my regular gig will be delivery driving. That's right: I'm actually excited about delivering food.
Tonight I was driving and my cell phone rang. It was my mom. I asked if I could call her back, because I was driving. She said that was fine. I'm not one of those idiots that gets in wrecks because he didn't know when to get off the dang phone.
So tonight, I got home and I called my mom. The reason she was calling was that my grandmother was 'on the brink,' so to speak. Between the first call from my mom and my opportunity to return it, 'on the brink' became 'no longer with us.'
My mom couldn't talk about it long on the phone, because it was her mother that had passed. And of course, it was hard for me to hear that kind of news and it was hard to hear it from fighting tears.
Before so much as a single frame of the actual movie "Tideland" begins, director Terry Gilliam takes a moment to set the stage for his potential audience. "A lot of people won't like this movie," he tells us, but he unearths a bright side on the other side of the coin: "Fortunately, a lot of people will." The rest of us, he predicts, won't know what to think.
This thread is the result of me deciding to promote my blog a bit more. It's something I encourage you all to do, if you're interested in getting more exposure for the stuff you post (I realize that not all of you are, so ignore this post if you don't want your blog to reach audiences outside HonestGamers).
Anyway, there's a popular site called Technorati that apparently does a lot to promote the various blogs around the Internet. You can find it here.
Signing up is free, and once you've done so you will be able to create a profile and then 'claim' your blog. Part of that means making a new post in your blog that contains an HTML link (which the Technorati) site provides. Here is my link:
If you've been to the site's main page lately, you may have noticed that some links have moved. This has prompted some of you to ask what's going on, and to suppose that I was "just being a dumb dick." However, that is not the case. I actually had a good reason for moving things around.
"But Jason," some of you may say, "we were used to the links in their old places."
I know. I know. I was the same way. Then I saw the light. Then I came to understand the (potential) value of rearranging. Did I do it for the money? No, I didn't do it for the money. Or did I?
I spent something like an hour tonight, locked in half-hearted debate (on both sides, I'm sure) with bluberry. He was arguing that the Xbox 360 provides varied experiences beyond what I called 'testosterone-fueled' fare, while I was of course asserting just the opposite.
The discussion ended with bluberry going to bed, pretty disgusted (I think) about having spent most of an hour in that fashion. I shared his disgust, but that's how my evenings sometimes go when I'm coding on the site and there's not much better to discuss. Toward the end of the conversation, though, things turned in a direction that got me thinking about my history with games, and just how much of it comes down to feelings.
Today, I got an e-mail about a scam repayment program the Nigerian government is offering. The problem--the e-mail explained in very broken English--is that many Nigerian con artists (in the e-mail called 'hoodlums') have been taking money from foreigners in various e-mail scams. Primarly Americans were affected, it reported, with 60% of the thefts based in that area. The Nigerian government is so ashamed that it is now offering $100,000 to each victim. Apparently, I was named as a victim by one of those people arrested in connectino with the scam, and now I can receive compensation by simply forwarding my bank details to the gmail address from whence the message came.