Videogame Review, Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater for the Nintendo 64 (N64 Gaming Classic)

Videogame Review, Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater for the Nintendo 64 (N64 Gaming Classic)

It’s a very mild program for the reach of unique labyrinths and wild boardings as re-given.

Note: My role for this review and criticism is to determine if a business that I observe is worthy of our attention and judgement. You will find some “loose nails” in every entertainment center. Sometimes, a business can get over its head and be proud and sinful. When such darkness looks at me very hard in the wrong direction, I reject such business. Such a business will receive my negative feedback when their bad attitude is evidence for my harsh judgement. Yes, even if a “good business” creates offensive TV commercials with false ethics and mean fashion, I will put up the nail for the ugly picture and hang up the ugly picture and complain about the ugly picture for the honest, innocent public to laugh with me. I take evil very seriously in that regard. My ears have been exposed to some very loud geographical areas as of late in the recent moment. Once upon a time, two years ago, I visited a country music museum in Tennessee and, when I came back home in return to my personal residence in California, I discovered with shock that my ears were bleeding a little bit from the loud country music they were playing at the country music museum. I think aliens from outer space in our galaxy are increasing their efforts to make Elvis Presley more LOUDER and BIGGER than ever before. I do not think anybody today really knows what Elvis’s original volume of singing was in our history; especially, when so many music machines came and went pretty much unnoticed from most people except for professional music critics. I still find that pretty sad. Sure, Elvis was performing during the life of a hyper, stimulating band like The Beatles. But, Elvis was also performing during the life of a bittersweet, derned singer like Gordon Lightfoot. That’s rock music versus folk music. That tells me that some music fans in Tennessee do not earn my respect for the pleasure of listening to their personal favorite songs of music, especially when it was so loud I could almost not hear myself hear. Now, hey! Maybe my ears have a rare disease. I know this from my doctor. But, I do care about Earth’s music fans and I’m sure music fans do not want to hear explosive noise of arrogance. Any arrogant business will be my funny scarecrow for my reviewing process of criticism. I know some Americans do not want a “process”. Instead, some Americans want a habit. Well, to be honest, a very natural and strong habit will go a long way. But, I think if there’s something going a long way, I should be able to find another good way as well. This Nintendo 64 videogame will surprise you with the soft, gentle music. Sure, it’s pretty much a repetitive data blurp, but I’m mighty interested in such metallic grace of volume. Oh, in case readers do not know… if you do not see me writing, my writing will be something of an illusion, but I will excuse my notion for the betters of greater beauties and humors. So, yeah. Are any of my readers artists? If you are, just try to stop creating mean and rude works when possible and with earnest of practical chances. We do need to be more aware of our reasonable excuses and also know what unreasonable facts are. I do enjoy this skateboarding videogame to a consistent tune of low TV volume. Businesses need to stop creating offensive TV commercials. I hate watching that kind of stuff and I’m sure honest readers around here hate that kind of stuff, too. We should only love “lovers” when we can. In case readers are wondering… no, most videogame reviewers are not the best lovers. I am an exception because I am a poet and a philosopher. I learn about love before I honor and manage love. Most people do not love each other that way. They will probably say, “What is love? I guess I better find out on my own.” That’s a very, VERY bad idea. You will need enough good education to understand any degree amount of love. That’s just the nature of my heart for you. You will have to decide.

https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Review-Tony-Hawk-s-Pro-Skater-N64-Game-1016092102

Photo- "Chinese Calculator (Travel Vintages)"

 

https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Chinese-Calculator-Travel-Vintages-1015269416

Photo- "Crazy Horse Memorial"

 https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Crazy-Horse-Memorial-1015044610

Videogame Review, Mario Kart 64 for the Nintendo 64 (w/ Nintendo Switch Online and Brand New Split Pad Compact)

 

Videogame Review, Mario Kart 64 for the Nintendo 64 (w/ Nintendo Switch Online and Brand New Split Pad Compact)

For less touch, try the Split Pad Compact. For more touch, try the Split Pad Pro.

https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Review-Mario-Kart-64-Split-Pad-Compact-1014615241

Photo- "My Mom's Jigsaw Puzzles Collection"

 

https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/My-Mom-s-Jigsaw-Puzzles-Collection-1013530867

Poem- “Conversation Hackers”

“Conversation Hackers”

Okay.

Let me get this straight…

A liberal wants to use new words and new ideas.

And, a liberal wants to avoid bad words and bad ideas.

Wow!

I don’t think this liberal really knows what language is made of.

Let me tell my audience what the case really is with this false liberal judgement:

Yes, we have new words and new ideas.

Yes, we have bad words and bad ideas.

Do you know what the problem is?

New words can become bad words and new ideas can become bad ideas.

New stuff can become bad stuff.

Even good stuff can become bad stuff if you wait for science long enough.

New means “non-old”.

Bad means “non-good”.

Do you catch what I’m drifting at?

If you do not understand what I’m saying, just shut up and stop creating more words.

We already have too many words in this world.

Don’t go off the deep ramp without me.

We need to use valuable words!

Forcing your audience to “understand” new words they don’t understand is vulgar.

You need to give it enough time for the old wheels to spin the word around along.

We need to communicate with each other.

If you have too many new words in your big mouth, that just means you suck.

I do not want to hear sucking gossip all day long.

It’s not healthy for my ears.

It’s not healthy for anybody’s ears.

Some new words become foul language and slang.

So, if you are a liberal who says,

“We need new ideas to avoid violence.”

You are not telling the truth.

You are assuming that “new” ideas are always “safe” ideas.

That’s wrong and you know it.

Look, listen here, you cracking fool!

Do not make me think for you every single time you say something retarded.

If you do not use worthy vocabulary, I will pick your nose with a sundae spoon.

Please tell the truth and speak the truth like you really mean it.

I do not want “new junk” in my brain all day long.

Give me more of the good old stuff of conversation that works on my familiar learning.

Why are you using “new words” on me every 2 minutes?

Do I look like a zombie dictionary to you?

I want to listen to you, but you need to give me real words and real ideas.

New words and new ideas are best suited for fresh discoveries of the previously non-existing.

New words and new ideas are better for objects that do not have any names yet.

When you find something that already has old names for it, just use the damn old names.

New words disturb education and tradition.

If you need to disturb something you do not agree with, you must supply a better purpose.

If there is no better purpose to a new idea, then you are just a conversation hacker.

I do not invite a conversation hacker into my house.

I can love you just the way you already identify yourself to be.

You only need to change when your original self is no longer a responsible person.

Obviously, you need to use enough “old vocabulary” to even be a person in the first place.

Otherwise, you might as well hit me on the head with a dictionary I cannot afford to read.

That’s cruel, right?

If so, just stop bombarding me with new vocabulary that requires impossible learning skills.

I need you to “connect” with my mind, not cover me in alphabet soup.

I only need you to cover me in alphabet soup when my mind needs to spell the noodles.

https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Conversation-Hackers-1013325091

Poem- “Telling and Finding”

“Telling and Finding”

Truth is not a vocabulary list.

Truth is correct evidence with plenty of good information.

So, you cannot tell the truth by just saying something like,

“No Parking.”

That is only vocabulary on a mindless sign on the road.

Police will still need evidence and they need to figure out what’s going on first.

When you come to the “truth” without confirming a discovery first, it’s a false alarm.

You must apply accurate knowledge to vocabulary first.

You cannot just “use the words” before doing an effective search first.

You must discover an important event, judge it with honesty, and then use the words.

Otherwise, it’s a false alarm.

You’re just pretending to tell the truth at that point.

Come on!

You cannot just “tell” the truth.

You need to “find” the truth first.

https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Telling-and-Finding-1013180929

Poem- “Are You Calling Me a Whale?”

“Are You Calling Me a Whale?”

Are you calling me a whale?

Wow!

You are using the wrong nickname for me.

I am not a whale.

I am a bear.

I am a bear, not a “whale”.

You silly goose…

Nobody I know ever calls me a whale.

Yes, I know.

I have a big belly.

My friends and family talk about my big belly sometimes.

But, I am not a “whale”.

I am a bear.

There is a BIG difference.

Don’t you forget it.

Nicknames are irrational and symbolic.

But, at least nicknames do have very unique meanings for social behavior.

Let me explain the nicknames bear and “whale” and make you understand it better:

A bear is basically a fat player who does active exercise every week.

He (or she) does exercise a great deal every week, even if he (or she) has a “big hand”.

A “whale” is more like a very fishy, stationary intellect.

My mom was a whale.

She was doing her job on the computer for very long hours every week.

It was hard work on the computer, but it was mostly just busy and complicated.

She could not exercise that much anymore because she was disabled with a bad knee.

My mom also had a lot of struggle putting on her rough shoes and getting distant tools.

I loved her very much.

She was my role model for education and learning.

She was very smart; in fact, she was a very nerdy, intellectual nurse at the hospital.

She was a lot more physically active when she was a young dork.

Unfortunately, she got into an accident at a restaurant and lost her knee’s mobility.

It was really sad for all of us and our family helped her as much as we could.

Yes, she was a whale, but she was a very beautiful, wonderful mama bear.

For some unknown reason, she did not know how to play videogames.

Almost every videogame was unplayable for her.

She did play some Pac-Man during college.

But, for the most part, videogames in general were just absurd doodles to her.

Even making Mario jump would take her 2 minutes and she would lose immediately.

She was very scientific, but not very creative.

However, during her lifetime, she did complete over 500 1,000-pieces puzzles in boxes.

The puzzles in boxes were beautiful pictures that she could organize jigsaws together for.

Compared to “playing videogames”, her puzzle hobby was infinitely more difficult.

I was never very good at putting cardboard jigsaws together for more than 13 minutes.

Solving cardboard puzzles requires so much patience and time, it’s almost like golfing.

It could take my mom over a week to solve a big, giant puzzle with more than 1,000 pieces.

Watching her put together a big, giant puzzle was like watching a doctor perform surgery.

It’s not gameplay; it’s restrictively intellectual and mindnumbingly logical.

Most Nintendo fans would just look at her impossible craft and run away screaming.

She was never crazy; but, her pedantic concentration skills were unbearable to me sometimes.

Coming to her consciousness was like reaching out to a dull technical operator.

Her mind was probably made of heavy rocks.

I could never become as educated as she was.

I have autism, attention deficit, and erratic mental disorder.

I did look at a practice test that was required for hospital workers years ago.

But, the math skills necessary for hospital work were far beyond commonplace infinites.

Normal videogame reviewers would fail to apply for hospital work.

To be a doctor, or, to be a nurse, you must be a genius in emotionless technical matter.

Imagination is never the key to hospital work and is best avoided.

My imagination keeps going and going and it never stops.

I cannot be dull and stationary to any technical matter in the world.

But, I can walk for long distances and lift weights with my arms and legs.

My mom was more of the “getting comfortable in her skin” kind of mother.

She needed to be comfortable for the intellectual stress at work.

Believe it or not, intellect is harder on the human body than physical exercise.

Or, when she was feeling pain in her knee, she needed her own personal tolerance.

I loved her.

For our memories at the beach in Ventura, she will always be our mother whale.

https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Are-You-Calling-Me-a-Whale-1012963339