Auditing the Games Industry on Twitter

I decided to audit the games industry’s presence on Twitter. I used Twitter Audit to determine these stats. Some of the numbers might not add up all the way through, because I had to spread the data collection over separate days to avoid an API overload. Fake doesn’t mean bought either, just a non-valid Twitter user, whether that is fake or inactive is not up to me. Enjoy the results.

The Ultimate Chipotle Strategy

People have asked, so here it is.

This is the exact strategy that I utilize to get the biggest possible burritos without incurring any extra charges. It’s not that I don’t want to pay for them, it’s just so much more fun this way.

Step 1: Go Quesarito (Quesadilla Burrito). They make a quesadilla, pull it apart so that it’s flat, and then make the burrito inside of it. This way, your burrito is already putting on extra weight, you get a bit of flakiness to the tortilla, and you’ve got some hot cheese in there to mix things up.

Step 2: Ask for double rice instead of beans (Stick with me!). They’ll usually give you two scoops and ask if that’s good. Push for a little more.

Step 3: They’ll ask what kind of beans you want, totally forgetting that they just gave you double rice instead. Get yo beans on.

Step 4: Meat. Don’t ask for double, that costs extra. Ask for half one meat and half another. I usually go half Steak, half Chicken. They don’t take the time to measure out a half scoop, so they just give you a full scoop of each instead.

Step 5: Choose your sauce. Hot or GTFO.

Step 6: When they ask “Sour Cream or Cheese?”. Ask for a “healthy serving of each”. The usually grab a full handful at this point, rather than just a half.

Step 7: Ask for lettuce to fill out the rest of the burrito.

Step 8: Watch as the poor Chipotle worker struggles to wrap up the burrito, realizing that it is way bigger than it should be.

If you did it right, they’ll easily run out of tin foil and need to bring on another piece.

If you did it really right, they’ll need to bring someone else over to help them wrap it.

Take this knowledge. Realize its power. Use it for evil.

Desensitized to Violence

We’ve been desensitized to violence.

Or, at least, that’s what is said constantly, repeated again and again.

It doesn’t really matter what it’s in relation to, whether videogames, films, or books; it’s always something.

It’s always a statement that bothered me. Not because I don’t think it’s not a true statement, but rather, it’s a statement without context.

I believe that we have been desensitized to violence, but specifically in regards to the mediums that were used to oversaturate us with violence in the first place.

I’ve shot and brutally murdered so many in-game characters that it doesn’t really bother me anymore. Violence in games doesn’t shock me anymore. I don’t feel remorse and I certainly don’t apply any emotions to my violent actions.

I’ve seen so many people killed and murdered in films that it doesn’t really bother me anymore.

That sense of complacency toward something so crippling doesn’t translate to real-life.

In the wake of this week’s events in Boston, this has become all the more evident to me.

Simply hearing the news felt like I had been punched in the gut. I was filled with sadness. At this point, I didn’t even know the extent of the damage to those injured, but as soon as I saw an image of one of the victims, I became physically sick.

The feeling I had after seeing it –a leg blown apart and pulled open as if it was a wrapper on a candy bar, bone and innards sprawled about, barely clinging on as the woman screamed in pain looking for someone to save her– was something that I hadn’t ever experienced before.

It made me ill and still does.

It hasn’t left me. I see it when I close my eyes and sometimes when they’re open. It’s there, like that dot when you stare at a light for too long. There’s nothing I can do.

I certainly wasn’t desensitized to this violence. Hearing details was bad enough, but now that I’ve seen the devastating effects of this kind of real-world violence, it’ll never leave me.

No amount of digital violence could have prepared me for this, though I wish it would have. I wish that I would have been able to see this and feel compassion without the need for the pain and sickness that I can’t help but think about every time it flashes in my mind.

I feel weak for having these emotions. I feel like I don’t have the right to be crying when I think about it. Nothing happened to me, why should I be crying? I didn’t lose someone I loved.

3000 miles away and it didn’t really affect me in a meaningful way.

I feel as though I don’t have a right to be feeling this sadness.

And I probably don’t.

But I do. I feel sadness for the families that lost someone. I feel sadness for those who lost someone partially, even as I try to battle through that with the joy that it wasn’t more so. I feel sadness for those who don’t feel safe and who feel like they need to be scared of something, because that’s not the way they should have to life their live.

I only wish that I had been desensitized.

The Walking Dead and the Consequence of False Freedom

*This has some spoilers all the way to the end of the game, so don’t read if you haven’t finished it yet.*

If you’re anything like me, you probably played through Telltale’s The Walking Dead and enjoyed the impact that player choice had on the story. As you made each decision, whether trivial or dire, that constant notification at the top reminded you that someone would remember and that it could come back to haunt you later.

My Favorite Games of 2012

I wanted to post my favorite games of the year, as well as a few other random favorites, along with a little reasoning behind why they were my favorites. It’s always somewhat difficult to narrow down my ten favorite games of the year, let alone put them in order, but these ten were games that stood out to me right away when looking at the list of games I have played this year.

US Department of Defense using Medal of Honor to scare SEALs from working with outside consultants

Earlier this evening we learned that seven US Navy SEALs from SEAL Team Six received disciplinary letters stating that they “were being charged with violation of Article 92: Orders violation, misuse of command gear and violation of Article 92: Dereliction of duty, disclosure of classified material” for their involvement with the development of Medal of Honor: Warfighter, according to a statement released to Polygon by the U.S. Department of Defense.

Welcome to Woodbury


I’m probably going to talk The Walking Dead spoilers here, so get over it or move along.

We’re three episodes in to the third season of The Walking Dead at this point and it has had me thinking back at my experience with The Walking Dead over the last six months as I read through 100 issues of the comic and played three episodes of the game. I haven’t made my way through the fourth episode yet, but that’s more due to the lack of time (and that weird corrupted save bug going around) than lack of interest. In fact, I think it’s safe to say that the game is one of the better parts of the series, if not the best, especially with the turn that the comics took around issue 60, so I’m really excited to get back into it and see where it goes.

Hidden Radio Review


I’ve never been a huge fan of preordering things. I usually like to get something right as I pay for it. I guess I’ve just been spoiled by Amazon Prime and the availability of products on the internet these days. That’s one of the main reasons that Kickstarter doesn’t appeal to me as much as it does to others. I’m impatient, so it doesn’t work for me. Despite this, I was still intrigued by the Hidden Radio when I saw it appear on Kickstarter early this year. After looking it over, I decided to bite the bullet and pledge funding for two speakers. It took eight months to get them, but they finally came. I’ve been using the Hidden Radio for a little over a month now and I couldn’t be happier.

How I Started Sharing More, By Sharing With Fewer

I spend quite a bit of time on the internet –probably too much– and this usually involves me signing up for every social network that comes out; snagging my name, preparing for the off chance that it takes off. I took a look at Path a little over a year ago when it launched as a social photo sharing app with the intent of keeping a personal and intimate network only for your fifty closest friends and family members. It didn’t really sit with me as it didn’t have much functionality beyond offering another place to post photos online. It joined the countless social networks just waiting for something awesome to happen and return to relevance. Path 2.0 marked this return.

Path 2.0

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