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Live on the Internet

Most of our lives these days are impacted in some way by the internet.  Whether it's blogs like this, or people posting pictures on Instagram, or sharing what they did today on Facebook.  Our lives are constantly being shared with lots of people every day.

Thinking of that is both terrifying and amazing.  We can instantly share something that is 100 miles away, 1000 miles away, or halfway around the world.  Me being down here by myself with no friends around makes stuff like this key.  Without it, I would have already gone more insane than I already am.

One of the things that I'm starting to do is streaming when i'm playing games.  Now, I'm not trying to be one of those Twitch people with thousands of followers that is making their living off of that stuff.  That's not me.  Heck I don't even have a functioning computer any more, so I could edit a video to save my life.

I just want to share my experience with some friends that want to watch a game get played.  I'm not out to be super entertaining.  It's hard to talk by yourself to people that you just hope are there paying attention.  The games that I plan on playing are mostly story based anyways so talking to much would kind of be annoying anyways.  That was my plan all along!

But this is also to help me get through games that I have purchased and never played.  That sounds like it wouldn't be a lot, but it is.  I'm currently playing Tales From the Borderlands.  i heard it was good, and so far I'm enjoying it.  But I probably would have never gotten around to it without streaming.

How long I'll keep it up, or how frequently I will do it I'm not sure yet.  I want to do it every Wednesday at least for now.  Maybe try some during the weekend.  I found that I had to enable stream archiving on Beam this morning so that's enabled.  I'll have to go to Twitch if I do anything on the PS4 which is fine.  So if you happen to see MyNiceIceLife is streaming just know that it's me and that I'll probably bore you to sleep.  If I do, I'll consider it a service!

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