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Donkey Kong’s side of the story

September 10, 2014 Leave a comment

Growing up, Donkey Kong was always the villain.

He captured the damsel in the original Donkey Kong and he did the same in subsequent arcarde sequels. I grew up learning to despise that great gorilla.

Now Children see Donkey Kong as a hero and a protagonist in his own game, but do they know his dark past?

My son actually took a picture with Donkey Kong at the San Diego Zoo when Nintendo was promoting Donkey Kong Country:Freeze last summer. Since then, my son has been expose to a Donkey Kong who stars in his own game and is also one of the characters one can choose for Mario Kart 8. My daughter, at first, was hesitant towards Donkey Kong; she refused to take a photo opportunity with him. Probably espoused to the idea that great big gorillas cannot be trusted. She also didn’t like the idea that Donkey Kong was joining playtime with my son’s Happy Meal toys.

My son isn't playing Mario Kart yet, but he is practicing.

My son isn’t playing Mario Kart yet, but he is practicing.

But to my son, he wouldn’t have anyone but Donkey Kong or even Bowser to chauffeur his chariot in playtime.

Interesting times we live in.

It made me think of how Donkey Kong would have his side of the story explained:

 

Donkey Kong Poem

Grew up isolated and harassed,

some may say even despised,

But no one ever had bothered,

to view the story through my eyes,

 

I chucked red barrels down construction site,

Employed fiery blazes to assist me,

Why was the plumber the hero? It’s all quite trite,

He’d spend his days locked up a dream,

chasing turtles and coins,

but never paying attention to she,

her days spent with someone so shallow,

he’s go down the piping,

to find coinage for extra lives,
but was he really living?

or was he chasing a pipe dream?

Collecting these coins and ignoring his queen,

or princess or life for that matter,

Now I sit on my throne of bananas and pride,

vision not obfuscated by grandeur,

my eyes opened wide.

 

I know what’s important,

I too have dreams,

And don’t look down at me,

because sometimes things are not what they seem.

 

I’d just thought that I’d write that,

“Donkey Kong is not mean.”

 

 

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Stress and video games

July 28, 2014 Leave a comment

Games are supposed to be an escape, like delving into a good book or enjoying a movie with family and friends. But then…life happens and you cannot find the time to fit in some personal time. That is when stress begins to surmount and one is left trudging along your day carrying feelings of angst. The truth is that everyone deals with stress in some form or fashion. I have to remind myself that life happens and you need to shift priorities. I am, after all, the beleaguered gamer.

Currently one of my favorite games is Pikmin 3 on the Wii U. I love to get lost in the world where giant bugs rule and you have your own tiny creatures under your control to navigate the turmoil that occurs in a garden.

One bug really that caught my attention is the Calcified Crushblat and I just couldn’t help but feel sorry for it. This was my bug…the bug that was I was meant to see in this stress-filled world. A bug with a crustacean-like shell that only your Rock Pikmin can break. Each hit, lessens the protective shell’s strengths and little by little, pieces begin to fall and the bug is left exposed. This is when your other Pikmin can land on the creature in all it’s naked glory and beat him down one by one.

This, my friend, is stress!

 

Stress on the Calcified Crushblat will cause deterioration of it's protective shell.

Stress on the Calcified Crushblat will cause deterioration of it’s protective shell.

This bug is the amalgamation of stress breaking us down. a living symbol of how life can chip at your cozy protective shell and how only those big problems, that are like the Rock Pikmin, can penetrate. However, after a few hard blows from those “big” issues, then you go down and the little stuff gets you.

It’s a hard world my friends and all I can say is that you should create some recipe to battle stress. Mine consists of exercise and a steady diet of Pikmin problem solving sessions, but everyone has those days when your shell has been exposed and you need to recoup quickly. That is when you should remember the Ode to the Calcified Crushblat

 

Oh Calcified Crushblat,

How docile you seem, sleeping in your harden shell of solitude,

quick to crush when approached,

quick to lose a shell on reproach,

Hammered by life,

Striving for security,

But little colorful problems start chipping away,

Retreat Calcified Crushblat for you’re no match!

Go back to a safer habitat where you can regroup,

your thoughts, your sense of security and that shell too.

I didn’t mean to be rude and intrude,

but you got in my way during this mess,

<signed>

your friend…

Stress

Gaming Dad


Sharpen the pen!

Sharpen the pen!

This blog is a dusty derelict, but it can be resurrected,

My Twitter timeline is diminishing on frequencies of tweets,

Gaming time has been reduced to the late night hours,

Limited to when the family is asleep and with headphones on,

The gaming dad is a rare combination,

almost an oxymoron,

Games can take hours,

so can TV,

I just have to choose wisely,

I spend my free time gaming.

 

 

There is a little known fact that when you become a parent, your life changes forever. It’s probably the biggest change that I have ever had to experience, however it’s also the most rewarding. Having one child was fairly routine and my wife and I can rely on each others support, but having two kids now meant that both of you will be occupied with one child each.  Gone are the days where you can say, “You go ahead and take a nap, I’ll take care of the baby.”

When you have two children, now it’s “Don’t take long, I don’t know how long I can last with two babies.” However, now my son is almost two-years old and things are getting easier as far as being capable to watch both my three-year old daughter and two-year old son at the same time.

Hence, why the blogging has recommenced.

Initially, gaming as a dad for me meant handheld gaming. I have become one with my 3DS. I played a lot of Fire Emblem then I moved onto Animal Crossings:New Leaf to manage my town on a daily basis. I would shut the door of my office and I’d pull some weeds, sell some apples and then make nice with the townsfolk.

We’ll that is just a teaser of the things to hear about. until then…

Carpe Diem

On the road of Life- Mario Kart Analogy

January 17, 2012 Leave a comment

Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.

-T.S Eliot

Toad on a shelf

Up above my book shelf, sits Toad overlooking my path in writing

Mario Kart is one of my favorite games of all time.  You can play with gamers of all levels.  The items the racers obtain can move someone from last place to first, even on the final lap.  When I was younger and I played the game, I would quit (or RAGE quit) whenever I faltered on the first lap.

Hit a Goomba strolling the track?  Quit.
Jumped into a ravine and the Lakitu is pulling me out with his smug faced cloud?  Quit
Tried to start off with a boost, but instead the engine chokes?  Quit.

But you have to learn patience.  You have to keep faith in your skill and make sure you persevere.  Then I thought this is sort of like life.

So this poem came to mind…

On the Road to Life (On a Mario Kart):

You tackle life in strides as if one rides,

a unique Kart that adds character to their soul,

The goal to finish on top, or somewhere above middle,

Unraveling riddles in a bright pixelated box. Stay sharp as a fox,

Sometimes life’s turns are harsh and you fall down,

Sad as some may smile upon your momentary failed path,

but soon enough you pass them back up, “do we dare laugh?”

like a Toad can turn a prince, or Princess in this case.

All is Peachy!

You have to keep your head held high in this magnificent race.

Mobile Gaming Cycle of Life

December 8, 2011 Leave a comment

“While I slept and traveled in dreams at night, the mountains didn’t move at all and I doubt they dreamed- ” Jack Kerouac

Becoming a parent consumes you.  You’ll pretty much focus all of your effort on your child with no time for anything else.  Your free time is pretty much diminished to basic grooming and eating.

I said in an earlier entry, before I took a long hiatus from the Beleaguered Gamer Blog, that I’d try to get some gaming in during the baby’s nap, but the truth is, in the early stages of parenthood, you are pretty much sleep deprived.  Then you get a brief period when the baby begins to sleep longer, so you decide to play and this time is nice, but then the teething stage begins and they are up at all hours of the night. Then it becomes a decision of sleep versus game and sleeplessness pretty much always forces you to forgo gaming.

Thankfully for me I got a 3DS.  Now I have to admit at first I wasn’t to thrilled with the lack of games, but then they started to release the classics as part of the Ambassador program. I started to play original Gameboy titles like Tennis and Baseball during those moments when I am stuck in the car while the baby is nursing.

Having a child didn’t completely kill my gaming life.

I still get to play console games.  Currently I am playing Skyward Sword, but there were others like Dragon Age II, Gears of War 3, and Modern Warfare 3, but the opportunity to play console games are not as frequent. Thankfully for me I can stomp a few Goombas and fly wing-side with the ever arrogant Falco in Star Fox because of the 3DS.  If it wasn’t for the 3DS I wouldn’t be getting much gaming time at all.

In the past I had handheld systems as a kid and eventually in my 20’s I grew tired of them when I pretty much had access to any system for whatever time I saw fit.  However, now I am going back to that period in life when I am stuck in a car and I want to throw a few red turtle shells at the Princess’ lifted vehicle.

Yes, for me the handheld gaming cycle has come full circle.

How we played 2 players

Retro handheld gaming involved chords.

Mobile Gaming Cycle of Life- Poem

Going back to a time,
A time when I was stuck in a vehicle,
Driving towards long destinations,
Parents in awe of sites to see,
But not me,

My face is dug deep,
In the florescent green screen,
Dot-matrix Mario jumping multitude of foes,
Undone by his own demise due to lack of mushroom consumption,

Want to play with me?
Here is a chord let’s link,
What did you think?
I was going to throw the pitch,
without me wiggling the control switch,
Swing and a miss,

Now I’m grown and future has shown,
An inclination to the handheld device,
Not a vice, but a tool,
To make fools of imaginary foes.

Time is limited so make use,
Idle minds can’t redefine themselves,
Solve a laborious mental labyrinth,
hear the chime to enlightenment,

It’s just like a book,
Takes you from a boring reality,
Mobile gaming makes it easy to partake,
In the virtual imagination.

Adulthood: Gamer’s Conundrum

June 26, 2011 Leave a comment

Sometimes in life you just feel weary.  It’s inevitable.  The soul gets heavy and it weighs you down. Depending on what the issue is, there is a different solution. However, one should never stop doing that which you love.

As you get older you have to adapt to new responsibilities, no longer can you live reckless with no regard for tomorrow. However, one should never stop doing that which they love.

Work problems are from 9-5.  Life’s joy is endless. Letting your career woes overtake your lifetime joys only diminishes your quality of life. What is life without doing that which it is you love.

Sure money buys security, but an overzealous approach can leave you permanently forlorn.
My two month year old grabbing my hand, a “saving” icon to show your checkpoint has been passed, a sunny San Diego Father’s Day is everything to me,

which is that what I love.

One thing is inevitable in life. We all grow old.  No matter how many attempts have been made, like sleeping in strange hydrobolic chambers or bathing in a remote waterfall, ever lasting youth is unobtainable.  Youthful exuberance is more mental than physical.  As you grow older you start to approach life’s issues in a different manner. Adult problems take adult-like solutions, but (depending on when you were born), this doesn’t mean you grow up and have to start destroying all your old records, compact discs, or 8-tracks, (kids today don’t break records, they simply delete the songs from their iPod).

The last couple of days I’ve been feeling angst as adult problems are causing me mental anguish.  This is predominantly because of my work, for my personal life is filled with nothing but bliss at this current moment in time.  I am usually carefree when it comes to “clocking out” of work, but for some reason the last few days have been rather rough on me and taxing on my overall mood.  Now here I am on a Sunday night typing away as the words ease some of the pressure.

Home vs Work

Author's artistic depiction of the problem. Notice how one figure is re-joycing, while the other looks dejected.

I would like to say that my problem is with a co-worker or with an overbearing boss, but it’s not; the conundrum is far worse.  The problem is that my mind is fixated on work, even when I am at home. I am not getting paid to think about it, but for some reason my mind is running around, always thinking about work.  It’s a sick, sick thing; someone who is overwhelmed with work. The brain ceases to think for itself but is instead fixed on one goal…the job.

Luckily for me, Father’s Day weekend helped me take a step back as I played L.A. Noire and MLB the Show all weekend.  I spent time with my daughter, enjoying my first ever Father’s Day. I purchased Zelda 3D for the 3DS and took a retro-trip back to my N64 days. I had lost track of myself being overly involved with work, but after some time with family and spending time with my gaming roots, I had the greatest insight.  Your personal life is what brings you the greatest joys.

So this leads me to the problem, I’ve been trying to revamp a work process and instead of my calm ways, I took an overbearing approach.  It is a seemingly insurmountable problem that requires major changes and a team of individuals to all be on board. Do I continue in my nonchalant ways or take on a more controlling role at work?  Adults are supposed to be serious and enforce rules on the minions. I can go Kratos on all the knaves at work. For those who don’t know, Kratos is the God of War. He uses anger and wrath to beat down his problems.  Not all of life’s problems are solved by mashing them.  Some of them require you to use your mind, like when you play the classic NES game, Adventures of Lolo.

I am angry now, but I know when I clock into work, my usual calm self will direct my actions.  Good thing to, I am not so sure someone like Kratos would be a good manager.

If you have a problem at work, don’t be a jerk. Write a poem about it and move on. That’s what I say at least…

Until next time…

The Downtrodden need you in Fable III

November 15, 2010 1 comment

Vous [leur] avez crache’ sur l’âme, comme rien!

(You Spat on their souls, as if that were nothing!)”

-Rimbaud, “The BlackSmith”

 

Downtrodden commoners,

a System of cruelty,

to suppress power,

for a chosen few,

and limit the excellence,

that which people can achieve,

No need to treat them as equals,

Giving up power is not what we believe,

but now comes a hero. Brother to the evil king,

who makes a choice of solidifying the brother’s tyranny,

or leaving to pursue help to over come, and empower the “weaklings”

for to the king they are weak, but with the help of a hero,

they can overcome, build a kingdom stronger as a populace,

instead of sole power in the hands of one fowl rogue foe.

It is up to you how the story unfolds,

who you woo, love and raise children who grow.

Sex in Video Games

DrGonzo619 has zero Sexual Encounters. Fable 3 is counting.

This is the first time I played Fable.  I picked it up solely on the tweets I read on my time-line.  If I would have went with reviews I probably wouldn’t have picked it up based on it’s average scores however, I have been pleasantly surprised how addicting this game is.

At first I thought I was in some Shakespearean time, but then all of sudden I see people riding in an underground subway system when goblin-like creatures start attacking me.  This game is unique, to say the least.  I have taken over the kingdom and now I have to make some tough economic decisions, such as tax rates and abolishing child labor.  You want to do the right thing, but then when the kingdom doesn’t have enough money, you are at risk of losing the total population from an inevitable attack from a lurking demonic force.  So you have to balance the kingdoms’ need of education and environmental issues with the safety of the masses in mind.  I am running the deficit up and working a side job as a baker to help fill the kingdoms’ coffers.

Fable III is like a Sims/3rd Person Button masher type game with an RPG element.  You can even have sex with the common folk.  Something that I have not experienced myself.  You see in the beginning of the game, my girlfriend is executed by my brutish brother.

I am still in the mourning phase.  We never had sex, but I pressed “L2” and we held hands on a long stroll to the castle.  It was nice.   I knew it was love as I stared into her pixel perfect eyes.  If you ever read about this Fable, you shall see the love between us and you’ll understand as to why I chose to wait.

Well, that is how my story is unfolding at least.  A fearless hero who can battle any foe to lead the revolution and is abstaining from sex in honor of his fallen girlfriend.  This is going to be one strange Fable.

STDs in Fable

The upside of being a Fable virgin.