Saturday, April 24, 2010

Why I Mod

People mod for many different reasons.

Some do it for love of the game; wanting to see it expanded, to add new things.

Some want to improve the experience for fellow players.

Some do it as an exercise: "I wanted to see if I could do it"


Boredom. Overwhelming, crushing, mind-numbing boredom.

Take now, for example. It's 0045 local, and I am bored out of my fucking mind.

Television is a wasteland of stupidity, I've watched every DVD I own (most multiple times), read every one of the two hundred odd books on my shelf, played every computer game multiple times - seriously: I've played Neverwinter Nights at least six times, and have finished Mechwarrior 4: Mercenaries at least eight.

My XM radio plays from the desk, as it usually does when I'm awake. George Strait, at the moment. Earlier was the Bellamy Brothers, and before that Waylon Jennings. Like the music fine, but it's not engaging. There's no mental stimulation; nothing to focus on.

It's just pleasant background noise.

...Sometimes less pleasant than others. Where'd I leave that damned remote...?

Sorry. Freddy Welles is not my idea of pleasant background noise. Neither is Joan Jett... fucking hell...

Hell with it, I'll listen to the MP3 player's memory.

I tell you, folks, the worst thing that ever happened to XM radio was merging with Sirius. Worst DJs on Earth. The ORIGINAL MTV VJs! especially. Fucking has-beens sucked in the 80's, and damned well aren't cool now that they're in their 50's and still rambling about meeting David Bowie that one time in 1983.


Can't sleep. Hadn't slept more than a couple hours off and on in three or so days, so when my body declared at 0600 Friday that it was nappy time, I didn't even fight it. Had nothing to do, so just crashed; and stayed dead for somewhere around ten hours.

Nope, not gonna be seeing any sleep tonight, I think.

Already hemmed my new pants, so I'm just sitting here, trying to think of something to do.

I've got nothing. Already worked today's crossword from Yahoo, played Lock and Roll until I can't stand to look at it anymore. All my guns are clean. Can't very well do laundry at this time of night.

So, my thoughts drift to the GECK.

I may hate scripting, and modding on the whole; but it at least forces me to think, to focus. Occupies the 'ol CPU cycles, as it were.

Trouble is, I still have no interest in playing the game.

Saw earlier Arwen has released another version of her tweaks. She's hell bent on that "sneak overhaul" mess.

Whatever floats yer boat, I suppose.

Find myself... missing something.

Keep getting the urge to log into a chat room; or play an online game.

No idea what that would accomplish, other than pissing me off - which is the traditional outcome of such endeavors.

Suppose I'm missing my friend, who can't be bothered to log the fuck on to AIM anymore. I occasionally do miss it. Not that anyone cares, mind you.

So... I ramble here, in your general directions. Am I boring you all? I'm sure I am. Then again, it's my blog, and I'll talk about what I like.

I dunno. It's just all starting to seem so pointless.

...Much like this post, actually, now that I think of it.

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