Viva Pinata; Tool of El Diablo

Last week I lost an entire day of my life to Viva Pinata. If you’re not familiar with this game (Xbox 360), I’ll bring you up to speed.

You are a gardener. Yup, a gardener. Because lets face it, being Marcus Fenix or Scott Mitchell gets boring. I mean, really, you can only blast so many Locusts or . . er, Mexicans, (yeah- Mexicans. They seem tobe the 21^st Century alternative to shooting Nazi goons or something like that), before it gets old. Right? Not to get off topic, but GRAW2 is a friggin’ awesome game. Not that I have anything but love for the Mexican people. In fact, the handful that I’ve known have been wonderful individuals. And they have magical hair. But having said that, high-tech urban combat in Mexico city is rockin’. At least when its pretend.

Anyway . . .

So there you are, equipped with a shovel, some seeds, and a rusty watering can, trying to make the best virtual garden that you can in order to attract new and exciting piñata to your plot. Most of your time is spent planting shrubs, hiring helpers, and building little love shacks for your piñatas so they can get nasty and make baby piñatas.

Then you stuff them full of candy and send them off to a gruesome and premature end at the hands of ravaging ten year olds armed with sticks.

Its genius. And totally retarded.

Not much else to report on really. Or maybe there is and Viva Pinata has robbed me of my ability to think of anything else.

I hope everyone had a decent Memorial Day weekend. Despite having to work every day I still fit in a few BBQ’s and a Nashua Pride game with the Widget and friends. I haven’t been to a minor league baseball game in forever. It was pretty awesome, and I’m not even a big baseball fan. Though now that the Widget is playing tee-ball I’m getting into it a little.

Anyway, I’m zonked. For some reason I just wrote a 26pg Atomic Robo story, (which will need a lot of doctoring from Clevinger to make it readable).

So lets make with the Random Splendor already!

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