Student, formerly Master, is gunning for Master once again

Summerisle aka Mr. Jonathan Livingston Sweatpants was over at my house last Friday before heading to an Arcade Fire concert. I took this opportunity to return a few of his belongings that've been kicking around at my house, including his Pac-man emulator joystick device. What you're seeing above is my killer high score at Super Pac-man, the best of the four game variations available.

Mr. Pants, as his brother will attest, is used to being the undisputed master of most games of skill, and so lording my superior Pac-dancing over him has been a highlight of these past months.

The core element of Super Pac-man are the two green Super Power Pills on each board. They turn Pac-man into a huge version of himself, immune to ghosts and able to smash right through the temporary walls a regular Pac can only open by swallowing the right key.

Therein lies the difference in our respective approaches. My rival is a die-hard champion of gaining points by eating ghosts (see his Ms. Pac-man post). I contend that the Super of Super Pac is in his ability to smash through walls, and so I slam through boards as fast as possible, gobbling ghosts only when it's convenient. We'll see how this debate will end (just have your camera ready, dude.)

I think my side of the debate is best expressed below (and for the sharp-eyed scouts, check out Johnny Sweat's reflection giving me the double flip-off).