So yeah, I guess I don’t hate Earthbound quite so much anymore. It still has some really annoying elements, like the slightly lopsided combat system that makes it much too easy to lose your weaker combatants in an instant but much too difficult to revive them, and I hate (in the non-platonic Kefka sense which involves me spitting the word “hate” in a rapid-fire sequence) the entire concept of Mr. Saturn. But overall, yeah, not so bad. I don’t know that I’ll ever wax quite so eloquent as Señor GameCat managed, but at least I won’t be beaten as a heretic by the Church of Itoi anymore.
Earthbound Zero, however, is awful. But I guess we knew that already.
Please do read the Contact preview that went up alongside the Earthbound thingee — it’s never too early to learn more about the next freaky cult phenomenon, you know? I’m a little stuck in the game due to my illiteracy in things Japanese (and the fact that I seem to have somewhere between three to eight games in progress at any given moment), but along with Children of Mana and Legendary Stafi 4 it’s high on my “hurry up and finish the stupid import, you dope” list. So that’s good. It’s also interesting and fun. So that’s even better.
Well, back to people-watching here at Atlanta Hartsfield. People come in forms here in the south that you never really see in San Francisco — enormously large, for one, but also deep-fried crispy tan with sun-bleached hair. I think it has rained something like 40 days in a row in SF, so that kinda makes the whole “tanning” thing pointless.
Beauty in paleness, that’s the San Francisco treat. That and Sharkey.