barely fatal

Visited the GamesCom in Cologne today. Saw Portal 2 (sweet!), sucked at Medal Of Honor multiplayer, avoided 2-hours+ waiting lines, ate a bratwurst. It was fun, but the silly 18+ only booths, long lines and partly pretty empty-feeling halls made it all a bit emotionless.

Forgot to mention something in yesterday’s post. In the A-Team movie, when they go to the Frankfurt main station, they actually show a sequence of the main station in Cologne. Big laugh in Germany. Also, they show a car with an “FF” license plate, which in fact stands for Frankfurt – but a different Frankfurt (we got two). They also show real “F” plates, too, though. It reminded me of the Germans in the first Die Hard movie, those were brilliant. Well they tried. It’s the A-Team. It’s part of the charme.

Well, recent developments have me looking for a new gig (yeah I still have one, but I am not contented). After a short while during which I thought Boy, this will take a while, I am now stressed out with the possibilities. Having options is great, it helps though if you know exactly what it is you want. Couple friends helped me sorting my messed up brain, and I now have a PLAN. It mostly consists of a) stop worry too much, b) follow my gut feeling, c) there’s no need to rush, like none at all, on a several-months-timescale, even if everyone tries to make you feel otherwise. Good plan, good plan. Execution not so easy, but I have hope for myself.
The one thing I can’t get out of my head is that this means I’ll lose most of my dearest friends again. No, no, it happens, no matter what you do and try … happened to me too often. It’s a fucking tragedy waiting to happen.

On the light side of things, I recently watched The Taking Of Pelham 123, which is pretty damn good because it keeps the pace up just right. I also watched Magnolia, and as expected, I didn’t get it. I mean, I got it, but I did not get to it. It was very long.

My sis invited me to watch the A-Team movie which she had won tickets for (how on Earth does she always win so much shit?). I gotta say, I pity the fool who thinks this is just a cheap summer block buster. Well OF COURSE it’s just a cheap summer block buster, but it’s a lot of fun and not half as bad as I thought it’d be. I liked the cast and what they did with my beloved 80ies characters, well, all except the new BA. Mr T just cannot be matched, cannot be imitated, especially not with a half-baked, weakly executed and horribly predictable character development twist. Well. The movie is silly, loud, slightly underachieving, so very much like the show.

The week before that I saw Inception - I got it, I only wished I had a flowchart or mindmap about half way into the movie. Obviously broken time mechanics but who cares? Clearly a must-see-again, to get all the tiny details (and find more logic holes).

Final advice: GO TO THE TOILET before watching Inception. And take it easy on that extra large coke. Man. So distracting.

If you’re into video games and your interest goes beyond the next frag, head over to The Psychology of Video Games, a great blog about – who would have guessed – the psychology of video games. It’s not just some random psychologist’s gist, that guy knows his stuff.

Apparently – allegedly – I look like an Irish terrorist from the 70s in my original vintage leather jacket and my weekend five-o-clock shadow. Hey, I love that jacket more than cheese cake – and that means a lot – in fact I inherited it and it was in fact made and bought in the real 70s. I don’t care it’s falling apart and has a pen trapped inside that I can’t get out anymore. And I don’t look a bit Irish in the first place, do I. More like a way too short nordic. That’s total discrimination anyways, those jackets were fashionable all over Europe. And they will be back, you just wait!