Mid-August Update

Aside

What I’m playing: Dragon Age II for roughly the kajillionth time. So many people hate it. Listen, it wasn’t as great as DA:Origins by any means. It was too short, and all the dungeons infamously look the same. Also, no Warden, who we had grown attached to in DA:O. But I thought the story was great. I loved the idea that you and your companions were buddies and just kind of hung out with each other over a decade, not always just for saving the world. Varric is one of the best characters in video gaming. And the twist at the end had me throwing my controller at the screen in rage. That being said, I am pretty confident that the upcoming Inquisition isn’t going to have the issues that DA II had. Sure, there will probably be all new issues, but they won’t involve seeing the same three warehouses through the whole game.

What I’m watching: The Avengers. And Thor. Over and over again. Mostly for Loki. I’m one of those people, yes. I’m a sucker for tragic villains with British accents. And big beautiful sad eyes. And British accents.

But on a less fangirly note, I finally got to see Pacific Rim. What a great movie, man. I can’t believe it’s not doing better at the box office. It’s clever, it’s beautiful, and it’s fun. “Drifting” (in which two pilots of a Jaeger – basically a giant gundam – are telepathically linked together so they can operate the machine) is an awesome concept.

What I’m reading:  I, Judas by Taylor Caldwell. I have tried to read this one a few times before and got distracted with other books. I’m not sure why, because the book isn’t even remotely boring. It’s Taylor Caldwell, after all, and she’s always kind of sordid.

The book is a retelling of Jesus’ life and death as seen through the eyes of Judas Iscariot. You know, the traitor. The bad guy. The one with all the good songs in Jesus Christ Superstar. I love reading about religion and biblical retellings, but I’m always sort of wary of picking a new one up, because so many of them are those sappy, preachy tales with a moral at the end. You guys know how much I hate morals. Anyway, this is most definitely not that kind of book.

What I’m drinking: Well not a lot lately due to some heinous liver issues (completely unrelated to boozing, thank you), but the last notable thing I did was attend an Embrace the Funk tasting with my delightful and perpetually drunk best friend S. She and her husband introduced me to the world of truly great beer and we share a love of various sours and wild ales. Tennessee has some archaic beer laws, which means we don’t get a lot of great imports into our fair state – especially sours, because they’re such a niche product anyway. So when the Embrace the Funk tour came around, we jumped on that. We had a pretty good time, even though quite a few of the beers there were the cheaper lambics like Lindemans.

Closing thoughts: HOLY MOTHER OF GOD SOMEONE PLEASE GIVE ME SOME CARBS.