'Cause the regime don't like it, man

I'm three quarters of the way through a paper due on Thursday, and that's really enough for tonight, isn't it? I mean let's be serious. Let's get ourselves under control here.

One thing I like is Paper Mario 2. Remember when, in the first four Mario games, he was a little shrimpy guy until he touched a mushroom? Which made him Super? Super Mario? Late in the run of SNES games they gave that up and made him generally super. And with N64, he stayed that way. No little shrimpy guy.

Now, I never played the first Paper Mario, non-believer that I am, because the screenshots looked pretty, um, childish. I mean, like Yoshi's Story. Remember Yoshi's Story? Yoshi took up half the screen and had to bounce along a path to pass a level? Yeah, that was cute. It took about ten minutes to complete the game. I think it was made for the very little, little children, or people like my mother.

That's what the first Paper Mario, and the second, for that matter, look like. But I rented the second one (before skidding out to buy a copy), and it's really, it's damn good. And Mario is shrimpy! He's been knocked down a peg! He can't jump for shit now, either. But it's old school! Except prettier. Cuter, yes, the Nintendo people, they understand their cute. And also funnier. Dialogue in videogames has come a long way since "Turtle Power-ower-ower" and "Sorry Mario, the princess is not here". Actually, I can't even remember if that goddamn Toad said he was sorry. He probably didn't! Screw that guy!

Yeah. Videogames are fun. More fun than essays, you might say. One more thing about Paper Mario 2, and this is very important. Luigi? Yeah, he's there baby. He's there.

Oh, and Blogger spellcheck wants to replace "videogames" with "piteousness". I ask why.