A reader writes:
I tried to resist Angry Birds for so long. But when you wrote about it being a mental colonic I thought - "Hey! I need one of those." And I figured if Aaron let you play during a blog break it couldn't be too bad. Holy shit, I am hooked now. I just spent so long playing on the can my leg went numb.
That can happen. I think it's the chortling of the piggies when you lose that drives the impulse to play again. And again. And again. And the sheer enthusiastic malevolence of the birds. Evil canaries that speed toward their target: well, what's not to love?