{"id":2283,"date":"2010-10-31T20:42:32","date_gmt":"2010-11-01T02:42:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/?p=2283"},"modified":"2010-10-31T20:42:32","modified_gmt":"2010-11-01T02:42:32","slug":"four-rather-colorful-horsemen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/2010\/10\/31\/four-rather-colorful-horsemen\/","title":{"rendered":"Four rather colorful horsemen of the apocalypse"},"content":{"rendered":"

Halloween was a bust this year – little E was plagued by a stomach virus just when he needed it the least (like there’s a good time for that sort of thing); I spent most of Saturday trying to keep up with the upchuck. Needless to say, no trick-or-treating took place this year… and no one came to the house this year, since Xena’s doghouse has been relocated to the front of the house. (Xena goes as Cujo every Halloween.)<\/p>\n

In the meantime, me and my three-year-old boy spent all weekend exploring one of the most enduring and conceptually disturbing survival-horror video game franchises of all time. Strong stuff for a pre-schooler, you say? Sure it is, but it’s all so innocent<\/em>. <\/p>\n

You’d think there’s nothing big about a game where you’re exploring a twisty maze of dark tunnels, infested with ghostly spirits, but these ghostly spirits will actually consume your flesh<\/em> if they catch you<\/strong>, and there’s precious little you can do about it – the only ammo you have to retaliate is extremely limited. Holy crap<\/em>, but that’s disturbing stuff!<\/p>\n

\"EEEEEEEEEEKKK!\"<\/p>\n

And then you click a notch or two over on your emulator \/ retro collection of choice, and the ghosts will also consume your spouse<\/a> or your kids<\/a>! Or your unspecified pal of vague origin<\/a>! Scary stuff, to say the least.<\/p>\n

The boy enjoyed it thoroughly. \ud83d\ude06 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Halloween was a bust this year – little E was plagued by a stomach virus just when he needed it the least (like there’s a good time for that sort of thing); I spent most of Saturday trying to keep up with the upchuck. Needless to say, no trick-or-treating took place this year… and no one came to the house this year, since Xena’s doghouse has been relocated to the front of the house. (Xena goes as Cujo every Halloween.) In the meantime, me and my three-year-old boy spent all weekend exploring one of the most enduring and conceptually disturbing […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[61,9,8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2283","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-and-baby-makes-three","category-gaming","category-hizzouse"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2283","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2283"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2283\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2283"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2283"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thelogbook.com\/earl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2283"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}