Taking out the Trash

So, originally I started this blog to improve my writing. I would write once a week once every other week once a month, and then, over time, my writing would improve. Sound logic, right? Instead of the constant deadlines improving my writing, it forced me to turn out shitty, terrible posts. Or worse, yet, blog posts that were...*gulp*...mediocre.

I've gone through my blog and removed articles that were not worthy of the Alex Whitfield Seal of Quality© and more will be removed in the coming days. From here on out, I'll only write when I have something interesting/funny to say.

Or something profoundly stupid.

Viva Pinata: Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Viva Pinata is one of my favorite games ever. Partially because of how brilliant it is on its own, partially because it’s a Rare game that is proud of its heritage, but I think a big part of why I love it so much is that it’s unique. In a generation that has been overrun by desaturated, realistic, military shooters, the fact that Viva Pinata, an HD console game, exists at all is nothing short of a miracle. I don’t think it was really given the proper chance it really needed to become a cultural phenomenon because no one exactly knew what to do with it.

But before I continue, a history lesson…