Now that I’m finally back in town, I can settled into normal life. I started out my week by buying the new Grand Theft Auto for PS2. I would have bought it last week, but I was up in Canada, eh. So far it’s looking pretty interesting. They’ve definitely added a lot to the game again. My only concern is that the game is going to hit that “overly complex” level that a lot of series of games tend to get to. I can’t make that assessment yet though, I’ve gotta give the game some time. One awesome thing I noticed right away though is that one of the bands on the soundtrack is Faith No More. FNM was more awesome than they ever got credit for, and Mike Patton continues to make music that is entertaining and different (see Lovage, Tomahawk, Fantomas, Mr Bungle). I think I will listen to them now.
In other news, my local indoor arena has put in new turf. I played on it tuesday night for the first time. So far I’m not digging it. I’m not sure where this turf comes from, but it’s so soft that you can wear molded cleats on it. At a fucking indoor arena. My observations of the field so far are that it is more tiring to run on (it makes your legs tired faster), the ball moves slower and thus the game moves slower, and there are these little rubber pebbles that get stuck in your shoes during a game. Maybe it’ll grow on me, but so far I’m hating it. It’s taking all of the reasons I hate outdoor and adding them to indoor (which happens to be my favorite form of soccer). It could only get worse if they got rid of the roof and added some fire ants and sticker patches for good measure. Arrrg, it’s driving me nuts!
Mike Patton? Wasn’t he our RA freshmen year?
I got GTA San Andreas finally. Best groomsmen gift I have ever gotten, even though Rocky’s flask was cool, too.
The new turf sounds like the stuff the are using in pro football. The rubber pebbles are ground up tires. Just think, you could be playing on Biggie or Pac’s deathmobile tires.
Mike Patton was our RA. That guy was a ray of sunshine.
I had no idea I was playing soccer on the Tupac deathmobile. Now maybe I can have a real life CSI moment, where I pick up a pebble of rubber with my bare hands, visually notice that there are trace elements of a chemical composition that is only made by halliburton and I prove that Dick Cheney killed Tupac.