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Jones Vows To Play/Finish Final Fantasy XII

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Yesterday I went to the local EB Games here in Vancouver to buy a copy of Final Fantasy XII.

In related news, pigs were seen flying over several North American cities yesterday.

When I was at the store, I saw these two games prominently displayed in the PS2 section: 


That's right: Trapt and Zathura. They sound like titles of games that someone who knows nothing about games would make up.

Real-life Ocarinas: Just in Time for the Holiday Shopping Season

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I know what Kyle Orland is doing over the holidays this year: Teaching himself how to play a mournful rendition of "Epona's Theme" on his real-life Ocarina.

While eating a sandwich and leafing through a recent issue of Nintendo Power yesterday, I came across the following ad:


Yes, it says: DISCOVER A MAGICAL WORLD WITH YOUR OCARINA.

The Indie Game That Ryan Kuo Wants To Play: The Hallway

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Here at Crispy Gamer, we kid because we love.

And we love Ryan Kuo.

TGS 2009: A Hot (Makuhari) Messe

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Teti Jones Hooray

 

This is my third year attending the Tokyo Game Show, and while I'll no doubt come back to the extremely lovely country of Japan, despite the rather large spiders that live here, I doubt I'll come back to TGS again.

Did I really have to travel to the opposite side of the globe to learn that THE PS3 VERSION OF BAYONETTA DOES NOT RUN AS WELL AS THE XBOX 360 VERSION DOES?

TGS 2009: Jones and Teti go to a McDonald's

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Yesterday Teti and I decided to go to the 24-hour McDonald's across from our hotel.

As usual, I managed to communicate with the Japanese-speaking counter girl by pointing at pictures on the menu and making eating and drinking motions with my hands. I always feel like a chimp in a Jane Goodall study in these moments.

I noticed a tall, cardboard cut-out of an extremely nerdy looking man, complete with the cliche dark eyeglasses, the over-combed hair, and the shirt tucked into his hiked-up pants.

Here, take a look.

TGS 2009: Teti and Jones Go To A Baseball Game

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Yesterday we went to an afternoon baseball game at the Tokyo Dome. Teti got us tickets through some shifty journalist named Wayne who I made the mistake of calling "Wade," and once I realized how irritated Teti was by my mistake, I decided to go ahead and refer to the guy as "Wade" for the rest of the day. Getting Teti all red-assed about something is SO FUN. 

We watched the Yomiuri Giants beat the Chunichi Dragons 5 to 3 in the quickest nine innings of baseball I have ever seen.

TGS 2009: Teti and Jones Eat Curry, Set Tokyo Rice Record

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Yesterday Teti and I decide to combat our hangovers from John Riccardi's Eight-Four party Tuesday night (WE MET SUDA-51; SUCK ON THAT MASTRAPA HA HA HA HA HA!!!) by having curry.

We take two seats at the counter. Teti speaks Japanese, so he does the ordering for us. My way of ordering is to point at the photograph of an item on a menu, then start praying very hard that whatever it is is somewhat delicious.

TGS 2009: ATTACK OF THE ROTATING YELLOW DEMON

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Teti is staying on the 22nd floor and I am on the 20th floor, but our Shinjuku Prince hotel rooms face the same general Easterly direction.

We were IMing yesterday morning when suddenly Teti sent me this mesage:

John Teti: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ROTATING YELLOW DEMON ON THE BUILDING DOWN THERE

Bleary-eyed, I went to the window and began scanning the Tokyo rooftops, looking for anything that was rotating and/or yellow and/or evocative of a demon.

I didn't see anything, so I went back to IM.

TGS 2009: Teti and Jones Go To Tokyo Arcades, Vol. 1

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Last night Teti and I ate massive bowls of ramen in less than five minutes--the proper way to eat ramen apparently is fast--and then we walked off our ramen farts by taking a stroll around Shinjuku.

TGS 2009: Jones Gets a Massage

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While waiting for Teti to arrive, I had a day to occupy by myself here in Shinjuku. I decided to sleep, eat, drink lots of water, read, monkey with my computer, play some GeoDefense Swarm on my iPhone, and generally attempt to recover from the 10 cruel and unusual hours I spent yesterday crunched and cramped into that coach seat on my JAL flight from Vancouver to Narita.

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