Wednesday, January 4, 2012


Sometimes I wonder, what would happen if all the remote controls to all the consoles in my house were suddenly to find themselves without batteries and if the butter shelf in my fridge actually held butter and not two 36-packs of batteries. I wonder what it would be like if the console wasn't turned on for a week; heck, I'd take a day. I wonder how many more times I must hear a random assortment of so called "rock" music that I don't think is appropriate for a 50 year old, much less my 14 year old that the games are targeting.

Don't get me wrong, I played some Mario in my day, heck, I still play Mario. There is something relaxing about watching a digital guy in red bang his head against bricks. Something romantic about the hero always saving the Princess. Mario makes sense. I don't have to worry about my 6 year old nieces watching me beat the crap out of Bowser instead of any of random people you can find walking the streets of my smaller city.

If you ever wondered how long it would take to replace "insert random console here" if it went out, this is for you. If you have ever watched your loved one spend HOURS trying to play games online with friends that live 15 minutes away, this is for you. My family and I are the proud owners of four original xboxes--"I can make them work again" (yeah right), two xbox360s--because I found a game I could actually play and the men needed another one upstairs, and one Wii--that gets turned on every 3 or 4 months).