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August 11, 2005
man dies from video game-related exhaustion
Korean man dies from exhaustion after 50-hour video game marathon. That's probably how I'm going to die too.
Yee-Haw! Nickel Creek will be playing at the 9:30 Club on October 9th. I've liked them for a while now. I will be going, with or without you.
The bad thing about associating a certain musical group, song, or album with a person with whom you've had a relationship with, is that if things go poorly with the person the emotions regarding that person also transfer to the song or group. This is why life soundtracks are bad. I'm currently having a bittersweet relationship with Nickel Creek. I only just patched things up with Chris Isaak, and that was from a breakup 8 years ago. I still hate Cher, especially when she sings that "Believe" song. Oh yeah, and that bitch Enrique Iglesias, that nasty drama queen. Hate Her.
I have had quite the delayed jonesing effect for the Hunky Leprechaun lately. They day we parted I was very dry-eyed, and a bit worried about that. But my old reliable delay effect from disasters kicked in a few weeks later. Even after 9/11 I didn't freak out until about 3 or 4 days later. In this case it was 2 weeks, where I find myself lately thinking phantom thoughts like "Oh, he would like this," or "We should do this together," and I am having a strong need to hold him again. Then I have to check myself that I won't and we aren't. It is good that rugby has started up again, where I'll have 15-30 surrogate boyfriends at the same time.
In accordance with writing about my butt all week, I want to share that I'm happy to have discovered an ad for this place in this morning's Metro Express. I've made an appointment for a consultation. I spoke too soon about not having a problem this year. Then it got hot and things got uncomfortable.
Last night I met up with Miss In Shaw at ETETE Ethiopian Cuisine at 9th and U for an In Shaw / U Street blogger summit. The tibs were a little overtoasted, but the chat was good.
Note to coworkers: my closed door is not some kind of unspoken message that I am lonely. I do not pine for your company. Closed door means closed door - and that I might possibly be working on something, say, the newsletter for our department that was due last March? One slip up and it'll have a typo, misaligned header, or other fuckup because you had to stop my my open door and scream down the hall. Go. Away. I am working.
Posted by jimbo at August 11, 2005 11:17 AM
Comments
Sad a 28 year old man living with his momma. Well not living anymore. Well now mothers all the world over can use this as an example when trying to get their Grand Theft Auto addicted sons off their butts. Not saying it would work....
Posted by: Marie at August 10, 2005 12:25 PM
That guy was hardcore: 28, living with the 'rents, unemployed for the specific purpose of playing videogames at a café. At a café! It's not even that he had a nice set-up in his basement, no, he died at like Lanferno or something.
Makes me so much better about my computer habits...
Posted by: Josh at August 10, 2005 12:28 PM
Well thats sad but I have to say I hope others around him feel guilty.
Posted by: Ethan at August 10, 2005 3:25 PM
I can hear it now, some kids mom.."..stop playing that game before you die!"
Posted by: moby at August 10, 2005 8:52 PM
As a little bit of an explaination, South Korea is the internet gaming capitol of the world at the moment. The number of subscribers they have to major MMOs (most of which aren't released in America, aside from Worlds of Warcraft) adds up to a few million, a couple hundred percentage points higher than the amount in the US.
The average Korean teen/socialite hangs out in internet cafes (a booming business in Korea) and plays starcraft or some given MMO all day and night. It's a social event, and violence commonly erupts between rival cafes. It's harsh.
That said, some of these games are addicting, especially when you add a social element. Many hardcore MMO players are just like this guy, playing 50 hour marathons, they just don't die from it (immediately).
Posted by: Kevin at August 11, 2005 3:19 AM
As Fry says in one episode of Futurama:
"I never thought I'd die this way. I'd always hoped, but..."
Personally, I'd rather go like this:
"British Man dies from asphyxiation after 50-hour WWE wrestler ass-munching marathon"
Posted by: Steve at August 11, 2005 6:27 AM
I was looking at off-the-shelf, over-the-counter hemmroid treatments at the local CVS last week. There sure is a wide variety of products.
All I wanted was something to rub on the bags under my eyes (not sleeping well the past few weeks) just like the supermodels do. Funny, the labels don't indicate which product is appropriate - gels, creams, wipes, suppositories, etc. (I actually ruled out that last one pretty quickly). I settled for potato slices.
Posted by: Boo Augustus at August 11, 2005 1:22 PM
For under the eyes application of hemorrhoidal product, Jimbo suggests Preparation H cream (white, not gel).
It kinda smells mediciney though.
Oh, and do not use the same tube for your baggy eyes that you use for your butt.
Posted by: jimbo at August 11, 2005 2:52 PM
A suggestion and maybe just TMI but...use the supository rather than the cream or jel, take warm baths, and wipe with a bit of lotion on your favorite bathroom tissue. Dr. Fstclss
Posted by: fstclss at August 11, 2005 3:21 PM
I know you might find this hard to believe but, feel fortunate that your 'roids are external NOT internal. The symptoms and treatments are far more painful! Trust.
Posted by: Corin at August 12, 2005 3:07 AM
I will be the first to admit those crazy Koreans are serious about their gaming. When I last went back to visit (Winter of '99), those internet cafes had really started to boom. The game of choice back then was regular old Starcraft and some sort of 1st-person shooter game...crap, I forgot the name of it. I remember going there to check e-mail with some buddies and there were guys there who looked like they hadn't slept in days. :P
Posted by: R-R at August 16, 2005 3:20 PM