Guy stuff.
2023 was a pretty good year for my personal relationship with immersive media, though. I enjoyed a range of new-to-me books, games, movies, and TV, while also uncharacteristically diving back into some old faves when I needed a bit of comfort food.
I don't usually buy into "blame the user" for most problems, but our collective addiction to vanity metrics ruined everything, and even those who didn't buy into them have suffered the consequences. The problem exists between keyboard and chair.
Like so many other things, the pandemic completely disrupted those social outings, but at no point did I ever miss getting on the train and going into an office every day... until I suddenly did. Kind of.
No two games of Football Manager are ever alike, and the “true ending” is largely up to you. If you like multiple overlapping systems with a depth and complexity that can’t easily be min-maxed, Football Manager’s got that in spades. Praise RNGesus!
Some people play games to relax, to escape the tedium and/or stress of their jobs, to challenge their reflexes — physical and mental. Football Manager is a bizarre combination of both, which really should not be appealing at all. It can be stressful and tedious, while also challenging your mental abilities because, at the end of the day, it's a glorified spreadsheet with multiple pivot tables — and I love it so much, it's taken me a week to stop playing it long enough to write this post about it!
Much like the lack of flying cars and personal jetpacks, the internet in 2023 is a major disappointment.
"How Ya Like Me Now" Five things for July 6, 2023. That's it! That's the excerpt.