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Weirdness

April 9, 2010 Celebration, Jobs, Sigh Comments

Tonight I found out that a “friend” buddy of mine from UNC won Sony’s Playstation Tester reality show. The contestant, Cyrus, or Will Powers went from being a waiter to now a video game tester after a series of events that have little to do with any kind of real skills or abilities a video game tester needs.

So what exactly does a video game tester do you ask? They are the people who sit in cramped cubicles and play early/unfinished builds of video games for hours on end for minimum wage. I repeat minimum wage. How many jobs can you think of that have the audacity to pay you $7.25/hour? I can count them on one hand.

Will "Cyrus" Powers

So Cyrus is the winner. Congratulations! Now get out there and test with the best of them. Who knows? Maybe you will become the next David Jaffe and release a critically acclaimed game and own your own video game studio.

Or it could end up like this…

Sources: Kotaku.com, The Tester & Penny-Arcade.com

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The Nintendo DS. The hand held system has sold over 30 million units in North America alone with three major revisions since its winter 2004 release (Source: http://www.vgchartz.com/). The DS is a big deal – much more so than even the colossal Wii (24 sold million in North America). So when, an established series on both Nintendo consoles suddenly finds its competition trying to elbow in on some of the ever flowing green it is easy to push the “lawsuit” button and call it a day.

Not Majesco. The Japanese/American video game publisher has become famous for cutting spending and creating profitable budget titles. Cooking Mama is a title wherein users stir, fry, saute and boil their way through mini-games designed to simulate actual cooking. Think Operation without the dying patient.

Activision/Blizzard recently stole the title from Electronic Arts (EA) as the largest video game publisher in the known universe. The two companies are known for publishing hits for both consoles and PC such as the Tony Hawk Skateboarding series, World of Warcraft and now the Guitar Hero series. So when, Activision announced Science Papa the other day there were more than a few people crying foul. Not only does the game share a similar title, but the description of the game sounds identical.

“With Science Papa, we’re taking real-world elements of science and giving players the chance to interact with them in safe and creative ways,” said David Oxford, Activision Publishing. “While the focus here is clearly family fun, the game can stimulate interest and discussion about science.”

Promotional illustration for the upcoming Science Papa game.
Promotional illustration for the upcoming “Science Papa” game.

What’s the best way to respond to such a blatant IP infringement? Write PR in the voice of your titular hero “Cooking Mama” ’splaining the history between your character and your competition. Yep, twisted creative PR releases will earn brownie points (maybe Cooking Mama whipped some up?). So what exactly did the release say?

“So you want some dirt on “Science Papa” to splash on your site? I’ll shovel it. We dated briefly (when he had much better hair). And now he clearly wants a piece of the best-selling pie by associating himself with an incredibly successful, and I’ll emphasize, happily married, woman. Frankly, he never appreciated my cooking and I grew weary of his tedious “experiments.” You want real mind-bending science, go figure out how to make Toulouse Cassoulet for your next dinner party of 20 and let me know how it goes, Papa.

Mama’s still got some spunk left in her. The lesson learned here is that when your competition attempts to drive sales through similarity take the moral high road and explain how they were and always have been the whore. Works like a charm.

Source: Cooking Mama Dishes Dirt on Science Papa and Activision Introduces Science Papa, No Relation

Temporary Fix

May 14, 2009 Jobs, Linked Goodness Comments

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So this week has been fun thus far. I dusted off my Pioneer amplifier and MCS 90-watt speakers to listen to my now fairly exhaustive vinyl collection. I think I get to star in my own chapter of Stuff White People Like at this point as I am now a walking stereotype. I haven’t been doing as much pleasure reading as I had hoped, due to my writing of headlines for ad school and the string of temp jobs that have been coming my way. There is nothing like waking up and writing whilst listening to Dire Straits.

For instance, I drove out to Mocksville, NC today to work as a cashier at their Goodwill store on Yadkinville Rd. Mocksville has a Goodwill, you ask? Yes, it is thriving with some of the most colorful people I have met since Barcelona. One gentleman apparently comes every day and buys at least a box full of books. He also doesn’t ever read these books. I really hope I am like that guy when I grow older than 35. Another woman makes sure that she never misses new additions to the lawn/garden statues that filter in periodically. Part of me felt like I was in the movie Adventureland but I didn’t mind it so much – at least until A-Ha blared over the radio. Then I felt like I was 22 in the 1980s.

So I just started watching Lost. Last night I watched five episodes if you count the first two pilot episodes as two separate parts. I’m pretty much addicted (right after I up my Netflix account to two-at-a-time from one). Anyway, I hope that someday I get to Season 5 or 6 (it does have an ending, right?).

I guess on my actual job/internship frontier I have an interview at Wild Fire lined up for next Thursday. One more internship would be incredible. Last summer I made $0 but I had two fantastic internships. I wouldn’t mind doing it all over again. To be around intelligent, creative folks, well I know that is what butters my bagel.

I hope to have a book review for Libby Cataldi’s Stay Close up shortly. I am almost done. Thus far the story of her son’s battle with addiction reminds me a whole lot of Eric Clapton’s autobiography he put out a couple years ago. Well, without the Patty Boyd or the Jimi Hendrix. Anyway, passionate reading.