After the discussion around GH, Nickelback and Slash, Robyn and I went to BB and picked up the following:

XBox360
Guitar Hero III package with Les Paul wireless controller
Guitar Hero controller nomero dos
42" HD LCD Flatscreen
Mounting bracket

The whole experience was a bit surreal. First of all, I knew that at some point in the near future I would have Guitar Hero III, even though my other post might suggest otherwise. Was it going to be today? Why? Why not.

Going to BB and perusing the flatscreen HD tv's was exhilarating. They put up this wall of amazingness. You stand there, transfixed on the entire wall, not just one TV, but all of them, trying to take in as much digital bliss as possible. Then you realize you are staring off into nothingness really, because they are all playing the exact same content. Then you feel dumb for staring.

The salesguy was great. I don't know much about the current state of high-def-in-your-face-acronym-hell and I didn't want to pay extra because of that. Somehow my inane questions about why would I spend more on one TV versus another gave that indication. The salesguy picked up on it right away. He basically told me what I wanted to know before I even asked it. Which, in the end, made me feel like I should know all these details already, but I didn't care enough before to try and keep up.

Getting it in the car was interesting. The BB salesguy wanted me to get this TV so badly he offered to deliver it later that night with his truck if it wouldn't be wedged through the back of my trunk. He lives near my abode so it wasn't THAT outlandish, but it was a little weird for him to suggest it. Interesting. Would someone who signed their life away to work at BestBuy(the job application rubs on privacy laws in every way) just take my TV home or sell it to someone else? Dunno. Luckily we did manage to wedge it in the back of said Saturn and off we went.

I love blowing money on tech. It's that time of year. The time of year I consume more than anyone should and I know it. The time of year half of me feels guilty for being such an American, but then the other half tells that half to screw off and I buy things to make me happy. Sometimes that half wins, but not typically. And there is the whole problem of actually paying for these toys too. But really, sugar candy for the eyes and ears is a great way to combat seasonal affect disorder.

Bah! It's no disorder! It's what makes the world go 'round.

So now I am a GH owner and not just a fence riding whiny musician complaining about it. I wanted it and I have it. It's a fucking game. It's a fucking great game.