Spoilers for some companion dialogue and story in Mass Effect: Andromeda
Well I THOUGHT I was going to have some good bloggage. I charged towards the main story mission! Main story missions have bloggage! Right? But no. It turned out to be farther away than I had hoped. So there was some fighting, there was me finding an outpost site that is still 36% short of me being able to use it, a couple memory triggers (I don’t count them as a waste of time cuz you get story), and FINALLY where the next bit was. And what did this main story mission get me? A busted transponder. Busted. And now I have to go talk to Gil on the Nexus. That was it.
It did lead to a pretty wonderful moment. I was with Drack and Vetra, and, when I found it, here’s me all “Hey! I found it! The transponder!” all bubbly and proud. Next shot: Drack and Vetra…a long slow look at it, then a long look at each other, then back at me, long pause then Drack: “That thing’s busted.”
The takes were so long I thought the game had glitched. But no, it was just mocking me, but doing it in a wonderfully shot way. Like them saying “She doesn’t get it, does she? You wanna tell her or should I?”
But then I was right near this murder scene. It was a little awkward, cuz I found the alive guy first, and I had a dialog option that said “Murdered Krogan” to which I said “What?” but picked it anyway, and was all “Your neighbor is dead!” to which I said, “What?”
But investigate I did, and now I’ve been vortexed into doing something with Reyes and Roekkar and there will likely be shooting cuz I’ll do that next.
In other words, this was one of those playing sessions where I moved things along, and I did…kinda…do stuff, but I don’t feel like I did anything. This game seems to have these sessions quite a bit. When you get to a checkpoint on a main story mission and a big side quest, you should have more bloggage than I have.
Ha! That’s so awesome. I don’t remember that moment specifically–I don’t think I had Drack and Vetra with me, and maybe with other companions the reaction wasn’t as dramatic. Very nice, though.
Although speaking of game glitches and long takes, I noticed that on Kadara specifically I get a LOT of driving issues. I’ll be going along in the Nomad, suddenly it’s not moving, then 5 seconds later it’s moving fine again. Weird, and not apparently dangerous since it’s always resolved itself quickly, but it happens quite frequently on that planet. It may not be an issue with your fancy PS Pro, though.
Reyes…Roekaar…shooting…sounds about right.
I didn’t do anything last night. We’re still working out the groove of lunch preparations, getting ready for school in the morning, etc. We have to leave the house half an hour earlier, which kind of cramps ones style.
Ah yes. We’re lucky, in that we have loads of time in the morning cuz the kids wake up so damn early. Plenty of time.
I also remember when Junior was in kindergarten, and we dutifully packed lunches cuz healthy and economical and all that shit. Then, somewhere, I think first grade or so, maybe late kindergarten, it just got to be such a pain in the ass that we said fuck it and now they buy lunch. All you need to do is go to a cafeteria and see who’s eating what to know which parents have said “fuck it.” At least, these days, school lunch is a whole lot healthier than it was back in my day. Salads and whole wheat and baked instead of friend and stuff. My school had beige things and Tastykake coconut cream pies for sale. For real.
You got full day kindergarten or half days and after school programs?
It was awesome. Those two are so gonna wind up together. They have such a great rapport. I LOVED that when we got to Kandara they both just left together to do something TOTALLY shady. Ryder all “Do I want to know?” and both of them, in unison: “Nope.”
I hadn’t noticed any NOMAD glitches. Odd. No, my shiny NOMAD is doing just fine. And I got used to my upgrade pretty quickly.
They CALL it full day, but it starts at 8:00 and ends at 2:00, which is pretty much nobody’s idea of a full day except theirs. So we make use of the before and after care, extending the day from 7 to 5:30.
We’ve been getting up early too, like 5:40, but we have to leave the house at 6:30, and O’Jr. wants to watch his morning video, so things get tight. It’ll be easier once we move: the house is only 10 minutes walk from school instead of half an hour.
I contemplated just paying for lunch, but he said he wanted to bring it, so for now, we’ll pack. I also read somewhere that they eat more if they bring lunch because they have more time TO eat, not having to wait in line first, but whatever…I’m sure we’ll revisit the question at some point. And yeah, the lunch menu isn’t that terrible, so it’s not a big deal. One great thing? The school isn’t nut-free, so we can make him peanut butter sandwiches!
Drack and Vetra are great together. I don’t know if I see them TOGETHER together, though. Their banter feels more like good friends. They’ll probably start a blog.
Hey, that ain’t bad. Our K, two days a week, is only 9-1230. Take it.
Yeah, that nut free thing is tough. My kids, there’s a nut eatin’ table at lunch, so they bring nuts, but the classrooms…shit. They have to take a little snack, and you can’t send anything that even has those “Processed on a machine that might have, maybe, in some other plane of existence, had a nut near it” labels. Like, people, if your kid is eating in the same room as a bunch of elementary school kids who have the peanut butter eating table, they have been exposed to more nuts than the ritz/cheese sandwich crackers. My kids, when they eat peanut butter, which they do daily, get it on every part of their body, which they then manage to use to touch every inch of the house, including the ceiling, on their way to “wash up.” Which I put in quotes on purpose. I see no reason the kids at the nut table are doing anything differently. That room, and most of the rooms near it, are covered with a sheen of peanut oil if they let kids eat peanut butter there. Like my house.
Sorry. I tend to rant about this shit.
Junior was all into the whole “I want to bring lunch cuz mommy and daddy know what I like and isn’t it sweet they do this” thing until he realized that buying lunch meant things like pizza and chicken sandwiches. Turns out he knows he likes pizza and mommy and daddy aren’t sweet enough to pack it.
Drack and Vetra’s blog I would so read. It would be the second best blog on the internet.
I’m with you on the nut rants. It makes the little snacks (we have to send them as well) so much easier! “Here, have some peanut butter crackers, or at the very least some other crackers that were processed in a facility that uses machinery that may also at some point in its history have processed nuts.”
I mean, I feel for people whose kids have serious allergies–there’s no way to NOT ever touch anything that was once touched by a nut, or by a kid covered in a thin film of nut oil. It’s got to be tough.
We would constantly be linking to Drack and Vetra’s blog, because it would be so awesome.
“This product was made in the same time zone as a nut.”
CAN’T TAKE IT!
And you can’t send in home made stuff! Back in ye olden times, when we were kids, not only did I play games, I went to school. There was a tradition that a kid, upon his birthday, would bring in a batch of cookies or something to share with the class. This was awesome, cuz, well, cookies, but also because the kid would feel super awesome as the provider of same. Now, the no fun brigade makes it so that can’t happen.
It’s angry Thursday!
At least I have leftovers for the kids.
Wait, you can’t send cookies AT ALL, or just not homemade ones? I suppose I could understand no homemade (because you obviously cannot be trusted not to include something that touched a nut, you negligent monster), but if they’re going with no treats at all, well, that’s just a joyless monument to healthy eating.
We’re allowed to bring stuff for birthdays at daycare/preschool (even homemade). I have not heard the policy for kindergarten yet. Honestly, joyless or no, I don’t ENTIRELY mind a ban on treats because it means I don’t have to think about making/purchasing them, but that’s me being lazy again.
Although if edible treats are banned, it just means people will send in horrible little toys that end up everywhere in the house, so on second thought MORE COOKIES NOW!!!!
There’s just this creeping sense of failure that can start to set in where you feel you have to live up to the standards of random other parents in making sure YOUR kid takes in something as good as the LAST kid brought…bah.
Angry Wednesdays! I shouldn’t be held to standards!
I suppose you can get store bought ones that come in packages with the whole no nut thing, but that pretty much limits you to graham crackers at best.
And it’s not to healthy eating, it’s anti-nut. Nuts ARE healthy! And it’s nothing homemade! You could send in homemade kale quinoa puffs, and no dice, cuz there MIGHT HAVE BEEN A NUT IN YOUR KITCHEN ONCE!
And Dude….did he do the little valentine card thing? DID HE? Because you know what they do now? Little teeny cards that have pencils! Little index card things that have pictures of monkeys and witty sayings like “You make me go ape!” with pencils that are IMPOSSIBLE to get into the index card, and EVERYONE has them! He’ll come home with 23 pencils. And he can’t even write well!
We’ve never had standards. Why start now?
Standards: Never had ’em, never will.
He had a couple of the tiny pencils last Valentine’s, but they weren’t everywhere. Yet. And temporary tattoos, those are very big. I don’t actually mind those, because they are fleeting and they don’t take up a ton of space. If I’m in charge, it’s going to be nothing but temporary tattoos for every occasion, forever.
“I’m so proud of you for getting your PhD, son! I got you a sheet of diploma-themed temporary tattoos to share with your little friends.”
(Saw that coming, didn’t you?)
And excellent plan for the PhD! Those are pretty great. Give those if you want people to like you.
If you want people to hate the fuck out of you, give them the scratch off picture thingies. Those ones that are black and you scratch off the black and there’s colors underneath? Like coloring only with a lot of black scraped off crap?
Yeah. Don’t do that.
Oh man, no. Those things were designed by and for people who like to use children as pawns in their long-running petty feuds with other parents.
Especially against parents who have such meticulous children that they have to get every molecule of black off the fucking things.
You know. Parents like me.
Some parent out there hates you in particular. You must avenge this insult.
Time to break out…the glitter.
As an aside, it says a lot about MEA that I played a good hour, DID A STORY MISSION, and we ended up here…..
That is true.
It also says a lot about our powers of derailment.