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jetglo47 karma
Ok, I'm an Englishman, so I was hoping you could enlighten me with this. That plastic processed cheese you get in the film wallets, we just call those 'cheese slices', but is that actually what Americans refer to as 'American Cheese'?
It has its place, but not anywhere near a good bit of cheddar.
Edit: no ninja correction of my awful grasp of English.
jetglo33 karma
Cheddar in plastic wallets? The people of Cheddar Gorge, Somerset, are appalled.
jetglo7 karma
What is your view on the current 'pay for a seat' climate some say we're heading towards?
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Rickenbackers, we both own them, we both know they're beautiful, sexy guitars (mine's a 330), but I'm just never able to give mine the tone yours has - how have you managed it? They just don't seem versatile enough for me live. DO you use them much in the studio?
jetglo454 karma
Hi Tim - thanks for doing this AMA. I posted this in the announce thread the other day and I thought I'd post it here to let you know how much your work has meant to me. Thank you.
I remember when I was a 13 year old boy growing up in the Norfolk countryside - a fairly desolate/quiet area of the UK. It was a cold, cold winter. My parents were in the middle of a painful divorce. My sister was at University and wasn't able to be around for me. It was a pretty screwey time for me.
A family friend sent me a copy of Day of The Tentacle after I'd mentioned to them that I thought the characters looked funny to me after seeing them in a PC gaming magazine. My Dad's office was in the converted garage and had no heating - it was freezing at that time of year. I sat there for days playing through the game with my only heat coming from the overworked tower and the bright ray of sunshine that had been bought into my life by a video game. The humor felt like it was my friend, the puzzles were taxing enough to take my mind off the home life. I finished up the story and was left with a pocket full of amazing memories of what would normally be a pretty sad time.
Ever since I sat down in the glow of that old monitor, watching the credits roll and reading the name Tim Schafer for the first time, I've always hoped that Tim would make a sequel to transport me back to that grey, cold Norfolk winter that I shared with my good friends Bernard, Laverne and Hoagie.
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