No Lives Left

I've been hacking away at Breath of a Wild for about two weeks and three weekends now, so forgive the slight inaccuracy of the title. I think I'm nearing the halfway point of the game. There is still a good chunk of the world map waiting for me to explore plus many areas I need to go back to. Hyrule is too huge of a world for me to uncover every rock and find every shrine (it's definitely possible, but I don't think I will). The small annoyances in the game have started to affect my enjoyment of the game. I'm getting more frustrated with the inventory system rather than the weapon durability system. It's alright that weapons break frequently; the need for improvisation is great and keeps me engaged in combat. It's the constriction of weapon, bow, and shield slots that gets me. Increasing inventory space requires "Korok seeds" which you find by seeking Koroks in out of the way areas and by solving small puzzles in the overworld. The game giv...

It's been raining a lot in Southern California. For the past few months, it seemed like every weekend was subjected to some amount of rainfall. The rain was sorely needed because of the drought that California had been facing for the past decade. And man, did it show. The barren hills drank up every drop given to them, and the color green has been brought back into the palette of this semi-arid desert. Something about the way the sun hits the San Diego hills in the morning just makes driving through the meandering highways hard . And I don't mean it in a bad way like potholes and tourists who don't know how to use turn signals. I mean that every new turn brings another small wonder that begs for attention. Hills that used to be brown have changed color almost over night. It's like driving through a completely different city. Concentration on road becomes difficult when new life is everywhere around you. The roads and houses now seem out of place -- clashing with ...