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Casey and the Tetricolor Dreamcoat
June 3rd, 2007 / #videogames
I hate Tetris. Okay, I lied. I love Tetris. But I hate what it does to me.
For the past couple of weeks, I have been setting into stone a nighttime routine that has needed stone setting for a long time. Now, before I go to bed, I turn on ESPN so I can watch Sportscenter, lift weights for a few minutes, and then settle into bed, where I treat myself to a well-deserved game of Tetris on my handy dandy Game Boy Color.
I started this a while ago. Now, my high score has eclipsed 300,000 points and my cunning ability to stack randomized collections of four blocks is uncanny.
But there is an obscenely bad side effect that arises when one plays lots (and lots) of Tetris: I can’t get the blocks out of my head. The cube, the two different pieces that look like the letters S and Z, the two pieces that look like an Arabic numeral seven and the Greek letter gamma, and the all-holy four-brick column. I will make hypothetical situations in my mind, causing me to mentally place piece upon piece until my psyche is completely filled and the screen goes gray.
I’m sure I am not the only one who has this problem. Day and night, awake and asleep. I wish I could fix it.
But alas, that frigging high score is just sitting there, taunting me.
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The Surfer by Tony Kamel
“lift weights for a few minutes”
I have never ever been so proud.
by the way, whatever happened to the post that was supposed to be entitled “to help ensure kyle’s continued sanity”?