Your Critic had really wanted to play Portal 2 last night. I'm in Chapter 5 and thought I might be able to get near the end of the single-player game.
Remember this little guy?
|Guybrush Ulysses Threepwood Cox, Evil Mighty Pirate Cat.|
He has a lot of teeth in that no-so-innocent little kitty mouth. Several days ago he managed to sever the plug end of the gaming headset (but luckily, only the mic cable, so at least I still had headphones).
And yesterday, we got home from work to find that he'd made neat work of my mouse.
"THE CAT ATE MY MOUSE," I angrily tweeted, and was immediately asked, "That's not a thing a cat can do, that's a terrible pun!! Does your cat understand how reality works? That it is not in fact pun-based??"
Well, no. Our cat is indeed pun-happy. When Your Critic's spouse left for work this morning (an hour after I did), he reported that cat was going to town on my PC speaker wire. *sigh*
Meanwhile this is on its way (for less than that) to Your Critic via Amazon and local express shipping. I'm a PC gamer forever, even as I slowly learn to use our PS3, but I'll admit -- wireless controllers have never looked so tempting. Too bad the wireless Razer cost more than three times the one I ordered.
So, a slight delay in game completion; I'll probably have something to say about Portal 2 next week, and we've just started Mass Effect 2 as well.