Every once in a thousand years a game comes along that redefines the meaning of cute! This is not really that game. Although it is cute. It involves flowers, but not necessarily hippies as far as I can tell. It is a platformer, although it’s not scrolling. It is actually another game from Spell of Play, but it’s completely opposite of T.W.T.P.B. The one, the only….BLOOOOOOOOM! The totally awesome game about picking flowers…or not. Okay, okay, I’m not actually picking on Bloom and this is not going to be a negative review. I just meant the or not part if you didn’t really like picking flowers, or if you aren’t a girl. Most girls like picking flowers, so you may think it’s awesome if you’re a girl. Bloom is your typical platform-jumper-collect-things-get-to-the-exit game. However it’s quite interesting. It’s fun (if somewhat frustrating, but more on that later), it’s nice looking, almost-retro-quality-but-not-quite. The music is calming as well as the sounds. It makes me think of the original Ray-man a bit (in the sound department). Would I buy it (if I could) ? You betcha. Actually I’m quite liking the few spell of play games I’ve already played. Maybe we’ll see more reviews of them in the future. Anyways if you want to know more, please read after watching this video of the game in action.
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It was a dark and foggy morning. The fog was so thick you had to cut it with a knife. The morning was so early, even the moon hadn’t gone to bed yet. It was so dark, a blind man could see better than I could. I stumbled into my office, and sat down to a breakfast of Johnny Walker red. I sat around, for hours and hours. I sat around so much I wore a groove into my seat. I drank so much that I fell asleep until the next morning. That was when SHE walked in. All curves, not a straight edge or corner to be seen. I had sworn off women ever since a man hired me to find out if his wife was cheating on him and I learned that his wife was my secretary and the man I was investigating was me. In fact I lit out of town the instant I figured that out. I decided I was going to be alone forever. That is until she walked in. She didn’t walk in again, I simply said it again to emphasize it. The woman turned out to be my mom, and she had baked me some cookies. Cookies so good you would have shot Betty Crocker just to taste them. She also brought me the newest Nick Bounty Mystery, 
Okay I’ve got a confession to make. No, not that kind of confession. Sheesh, what kind of person do you think I am?!? Okay what is this big shocking confession I have? I don’t drive. Yep that’s it. I’m 33 years old, and I’ve never actually driven. I’ve had my driver’s permit when I was a teen, but there was no time usually to teach me driving. So here I am I live with my Dad, and anywhere that needs drivin’ he does it. Okay so now we’ve got that out of the way, let’s just say I like racing games. I’m not usually very good at them, but I enjoy them. Okay so with that in mind let’s sit back and imagine what it’s like to be behind the wheel of one of these