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This is going to be a short post to hold you over until I can come up with something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that people never mention when talking about gaming are flash, click, and other internet games. You would not think of the word "gamer" when talking about people who play these types of games; but with the "casual gamer" being focused on a lot more these days these people can now be called gamers. I mean... if people that play The Sims all day can be casual gamers why can't the people that play games on &lt;a href="http://pogo.com"&gt;Pogo&lt;/a&gt; be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple specific games I'd like to point out with this post. The first has been a favorite of mine for about a year now. Rob introduced me to the Bloons Tower Defense games and for a few days I was trying to clear all the levels in the third game. If you've ever played a tower defense game you know what it's about. For those of you who haven't the object of Bloons Tower Defense is to pop the balloons before they get to the end of the track. You are given different tools to do so but it takes a bit of strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SuWdeq3oyYI/AAAAAAAAAj8/O11plCPitBQ/s1600-h/3031011839_502cb32608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SuWdeq3oyYI/AAAAAAAAAj8/O11plCPitBQ/s320/3031011839_502cb32608.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396892878702692738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Bloons Tower Defense from &lt;a href="http://ninjakiwi.com"&gt;Ninja Kiwi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next game that I was recently introduced to is called Machinarium. This is a very stylized adventure click game from &lt;a href="http://amanita-design.net/"&gt;Amanita Design&lt;/a&gt;. In this game you lead a little robot around and solve each level. Some parts get you thinking really hard but luckily there are some hints and a mini game that helps you solve things you don't know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SuWe7gJOZ1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/enQU3ZMGTiI/s1600-h/machinarium_04_bigger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SuWe7gJOZ1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/enQU3ZMGTiI/s320/machinarium_04_bigger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396894473551505234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Machinarium from &lt;a href="http://amanita-design.net"&gt;Amanita Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these games and others around the web and bring out the casual gamer in you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831092632281891992-5953444094978781980?l=vgmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Who's Caboose you ask? Only my favorite character from the machinima web series Red vs. Blue. This series uses the Halo games and is about well... the red team versus the blue team which are both filled with VERY interesting people. The group that makes the RvB series, Rooster Teeth, has many other great videos. My new favorites are their live action shorts that involve scenarios with the crew members.&lt;br /&gt;Rob and I have considered doing similar videos, but they would be more like us sitting and talking because we have some crazy conversations, like who would win in a fight, a gazelle or a mongoose? I think the latter. We also had the idea of doing the same thing with a group of our friends because when you add them in it's even crazier. Now I think that would be fun to do, and maybe attract some watchers, but I'd much rather be a part of Rooster Teeth... it's just too bad they're so far away! The closest I have gotten is having a few of their t-shirts and my manager getting Matt and Joel's autographs for me at the GameStop manager's conference this past week (you're the best Bill!). Right now I will say I am pretty satisfied with just watching videos and participating in the awesome comunity on the RT website. Check it out, you'll love it! redvsblue.com or roosterteeth.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SqMO_XSbUtI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kpsrurEf3GU/s1600-h/IMG_1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SqMO_XSbUtI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kpsrurEf3GU/s200/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378158861756355282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SqMNRNIJoZI/AAAAAAAAAis/aM48BMUQrMA/s1600-h/IMG_1604a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yqXxrafhb5w/SqMNRNIJoZI/AAAAAAAAAis/aM48BMUQrMA/s200/IMG_1604a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378156969243287954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya he's my favorite character!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831092632281891992-3365222114533565449?l=vgmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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