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Da minha experiência de alguns meses com o Xbox  360, em específico sobre o controle, para jogar Halo 3 ele é ótimo...  você sabe que é bom pelo fato de que tu nem percebe que está ali =] Acho que é o primeiro controle que não dói a mão ao usar o LB com frequência (ou L1, ou L, etc). Porém, outro dia estávamos discutindo no fórum NGM, aquele Dpad (ou direcional digital) incomoda hein... sempre curti a série Winning Eleven/Pro Evolution Soccer, foi um dos primeiros demos que baixei pela Live, e até hoje não consegui me acostumar com o digital... nesse quesito acho o Dualshock 2 muito melhor (pelo menos pra PES, porque jogos de luta ficam um pouco estranhos com aquele digital 'dividido'). Quem sabe quando comprar o PES eu me acostume, mas não tenho muita esperança não...

Tudo isso pra falar desse texto do Destructoid sobre o tal Dpad do 360... é um pouco grande, então vejam o original em http://www.destructoid.com/undeniable-failure-an-open-letter-to-microsoft-on-the-xbox-360-dpad-76299.phtml . Um pouco deboxado, mas interessante, nas fotos abaixo por exemplo, não sabia que o digital do X360 é construído de forma diferente em relação aos outros controles... (clique para ver as fotos)

[Via Destructoid]

Direcionais originais do Super Nintendo e do Playstation 2

Como vocês podem ver, existe uma peça de plástico intermediária entre a cruz e a borracha, que raios é isso? Bom, parece ser o principal motivo dos problemas com o digital...

Outra foto mostrando o interior do controle do Xbox 360

I've been living on muffins, picnic bars, red bull and apples for the last three days, although the hours of dancing seems to have counteracted the effects that should have on a body. My back is aching and my recovering ankle, sprained from a barefoot run down a steep bank with a head full of goon a couple of weeks back, is feeling rather... tight. But even though Leo has gone into hibernation mode and is going to be living with his mother in a village near Invercargill, and Dan's working and keeping himself well oiled with tequila, I am still pretty content. They will always be my boys, my brothers, and this is not the first bump in the road - it is simply time for a fork in the journey we have embarked upon this year, 2007. And we will each take a different path. But as always with likeminded people who share some kind of connection, the paths are bound to cross again. So i'm not sad. I'm excited.

The drum n bass was supreme over the weekend, I think it was epitomised in Undertow's set, the early set for the creatures to begin flocking into the zone, and so we did. Everything is pretty much a big blur, just like it should be. A proper mindfuck of a weekend. Lessons learnt, people met, peace brought forward - and though the finer details are lost, the tussocks the sole witness to the madness, I'll never forget the absolute ecstasy, the vibrancy of the people and the oneness, the istigkeit.

Isabel showed her true colours on Sunday night. I always suspected they were as they were, but they revealed themselves blindingly when she approached me and cuffed my waist, smiling eyes and sweet tongue rolling after weeks of silent glares and cold words, and without hesitation asked "Where did you get that NOS...?". I was in little shock, and with a head recovering from a hefty cream charger 'scenario' and peaking on a blue dove, I shrugged it off and haven't felt any remorse for our lost friendship until now.

Yes, the winter is over, and although the clouds and the snow on the mountains beg to differ, I know it is rolling into summer. And let it come quick. I'm going to be working 55 hours a week from here on in, and living with my mother again, preparing myself for my journey which will begin next year. I am taking a one-way flight to Europe, and my naive soul is yearning for the freedom and the madness that will consume it when the time comes. Let the dollars rise with haste, for I am ready when my bank balance is.