You know I did have a sound bite to place here. It was of a street performer playing Leia’s theme on a trumpet as I got off the Dupont Circle metro stop.
However, due to the poor user interface in my phone, I ended up deleting it when I wanted to play it back to check it.
So you’ll have to take my word for it when I say it was geeky chic.
Guitar Hero II for the 360 looks awesome.
It would not be out of the realm of possibility that I am swayed by the downloadable content, USB controller, future effects pedal and headset, and crisp, clean graphics.
On the other hand, I already own three guitars for the PS2. Two wired and one wireless.
Quite a predicament.
So I’m in Best Buy in the xbox 360 section. I have been known to spend some time there.
In this particular timeframe, a woman and her teenage son are there as well.
She picks up a copy of Gears of War and asks her son, “Is this it?”
He nods his head, “Yes.”
She then does something that I have seen maybe a handful of times. She checks the rating. She puts it back on the shelf and tells him, “No. I don’t think this is happening.”
I’m in shock. I think this is called, “Parenting.” Continue reading
I didn’t know what to do.
I cradled the Collector’s Edition of Burning Crusade in my lap. I looked at the green box, printed to resemble an aging tome, a green tinted money making monstrosity. What I held in my hands was more than just a mere expansion pack, it was the reason I was never going to see a Diablo III or a StarCraft 2.
Why would anyone spend money to create a game that might only sell a few million copies when they already had ten million people paying fifteen dollars a month to play an existing game?
The company that was behind this was Vivendi Universal, not Blizzard. And I bought the expansion pack, despite quitting nearly a year ago.
I did intend to start playing again. I mean, it’s not a bad game.
Well, it’s a good game.
I just hate all the people there.
If you’re a resident of the District, jury duty is one of the few things that the city can be relied upon. Every two years, almost to the day, I have been called to jury duty as a petit juror.
I know that the best entrance is the side entrance, directly to the family courts. This entrance is little used, and there is no line to get in. I know that the juror’s lounge is room 3130, and that there is a quiet room to the right of the lounge. I find it both comforting and disturbing that I know this, that I have this level of familiarity with a building that I visit once every two years.
Once ensconced at one of the desks (the one with the most easily accessed electrical outlet and phone jack), I found that I was most productive today. I managed to get to disc three of Justice League Season One. I was particularly amused by the first episode on the disc I started watching. The Green Lantern was on trial for destroying an entire planet. Fantastic way to start the day, considering my situation. I also learned that our VPN has too much overhead over a 26.4kbps dialup connection. Continue reading