Enjoying The Next 3,600 Minutes…

The way we view time is weird. It’s Friday; I’ve got two whole days and change before I’m sitting back at my desk in my office…

So, as I’m sitting here, I start to think: “Wow, all night tonight, all day Saturday, and all day Sunday… The weekend is here. All that time awaiting my arrival!” Seems like a long time. There’s so much I could get done.

Then, I do a Chewbode thing. For whatever reason, I decide to look at this weekend ahead of me as hours, not days. The weekend converts to about 60 hours. Hmm. 60 hours. When I say it to myself, it sounds like less time than the 2+ days I was just thinking of.

Deeper down the rabbit hole I go… I then decide to think of the weekend in minutes. 3,600 minutes until I’m back at work. That seems like even less time than 60 hours.

So, this big weekend ahead of me, all 3,600 minutes of it, is now ticking away. I’m practically watching it disappear: 3,599… 3,598…

Jeeze. What a way to make the short weekends seem shorter.

Frank, Vlad, and That Hairy Dude…

So, this weekend I saw Van Helsing at the local theater. Pretty good movie, in general. I thought the special effects were pretty good, but the story needed a bit more. Overall, was just a good ol’ action movie. My wife’s been a big horror movie fan since she was a kid, so she got a big kick out of seeing the monsters on screen. Oh, and she sited Hugh Jackman as a good reason to see it also.

I dunno… I think Hugh could easily be the next Harrison Ford. He was good in Kate & Leopold; it really showed he can play parts that have nothing to do with blockbuster super heroes, etc. Of course, when he does play a blockbuster super-hero, he kicks ass. Snikt!

Oh yeah. I forgot to mention that I finished Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time. Great game. I highly recommend it to anyone who like platformers/adventure games. Up next: Transformers (PS2).

To Conquer the Frustration of Entertainment

A few days ago I decided to commit myself to finishing some video games that I’ve had lying around the apartment. You see, I’m not a HUGE gamer, but I do love the escape a game can provide. There are several games I own that I’ve started only to lay them down in frustration.

Game #1: Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time (Playstation 2).

I started in on it yesterday and had a hell of a time getting past the level I was on. Of course, this was why I decided not to play further the last time I played it. Hmm. So, I tried and tried. And then I got irritated. Irritation led to suffering. Suffering lead to pain. Pain leads to anger. Anger leads to the Dark Side.

So, not wanting to be absorbed into that weird Sith culture, I decided to relieve the irritation (and no, I didn’t use a cream) and I went to the trusty Internet, where I quickly found a walkthrough for the game. Zipping through the file, I found what I was looking for. I went back to the console in the living room and made it past my problem spot. Hmm. Not as satisfying as figuring it out yourself, but hey. Progress is progress, and if I have to have some help along the way, then so be it.

Needless to say I finished the game, only to find out that the bonus feature (the original Prince of Persia game) didn’t unlock like it was supposed to. Damn.