Håber også I finder den hyggelig, har smidt teksten nedenunder videoen.

The years are going by so fast it really is bewilderin’
And we’ll be so-called “grown ups” and have mortgages and children
I hope we all gain worldliness, and wisdom and maturity
But I hope most of all that MySpace falls into obscurity

I hope our profiles all go dead, entombed in distant servers
A monument to our youth, though lacking its observers
Your page will be an empty shell, when no one is behind it
I hope your MySpace stays forever – and I hope that your kids find it

How I hope that you forget about your MySpace
I hope it slips completely from your mind
And I hope it stays up long enough for the next generation to find
And I hope that it embarrasses your children
I hope their bratty friends all forward it around
And I hope that you forget your password
So you cannot take it down

If your kids think you’re vaguely square, it will be so much clearer
When they laugh at the pictures you took in your bathroom mirror
And all the bands you listenin’ now, your kids will be exposin’
“Who is this Soulja Boy you reference, who’s ‘Uh Oh Explosion’?”

They’ll marvel at how old you are, they’ll “rofl” at your outfits
Your tastes may pass as “vintage” in the future – though I doubt it

How I hope that you forget about your MySpace
I hope it slips completely from your mind
And I hope it stays up long enough for the next generation to find
And I hope that it embarrasses your children
I hope their bratty friends all forward it around
And I hope that you forget your password
So you cannot take it down

I hope your cynical kids say, “Holy crap, this is great
these comments date all the way back to 2008.”
I hope they dig through your pictures, and find some we might call compromising
I hope that seeing their Mom in a swimsuit or smoking a hookah isn’t too traumatizing
But it will be past their comprehension
They’ll ask “Did Grandpa not give you enough attention?”

[insert rocking out here]

And who the hell is Tom, that guy knows everyone?!

I hope that you forget about your MySpace
I hope it slips completely from your mind
And I hope it stays up long enough for the next generation to find
And I hope that it will humble you forever
I hope their bratty friends all forward it around
And I hope that you forget your password
So you cannot take it down

They might through your top 8 friends, read your comments at the most
I only wish that they could see the inane bulletins you post

This is worth a watch. It’s a short lecture by Daniel Floyd on the subject of sex in videogames, made as a Flash video for a Media Theory class at Savannah College of Art and Design, openly inspired by Zero Punctuation.

He doesn’t make any stunning revelations, but does sum up the subject efficiently and coherently, and reiterates the key point that if games are to explore sex in an effective way, they need to learn to also portray relationships and intimacy.

Video Games And Sex – hedder videon. Den er lavet af Daniel Floyd der på en frisk måde fortæller og oplyser om sex i spillehistorien og hvor vi er på vej hen med den nutidige stempling af videospil med “Adult Content”.

Super fed lille video der er meget informativ.

Well, denne her er ved første øjekast ikke så anderledes fra alle de andre ..Indtil hendes far kommer ind i rummet.

Enjoy

Så på den ene side ville jeg skidegerne spille Halo 3. Pga. grafikken [i HD - savle savle], gameplayet, den syge community som altid bygger sig omkring Halo spillene.
Men på den anden side nægter jeg det, da man simpelthen ikke kan gå amok med et joypad.

Men uanset hvad, så bliver I altså nødt til at se denne her lille video. Manden er ikke musiker eller sanger, men gamer. Og har skrevet en spøjs sang om problemerne vedrørende Halo 3 afhængighed. Den er nu lidt catchy, synes jeg

Anyhow, her er lidt screenshots fra Halo 3 – for jer som ikke aner hvad jeg snakker om.