He's at it again. I did not see the man for 8 weeks during pregnancy thanks to the Halo 2 game that I think I got him. Every night I would drag my fat ass up the stairs alone. He would wander in at around 12 or 1, hot off of some fight he had won. He was a little put out though that he couldn't talk smack with all the other kids by way of the interactive microphone because he didn't have one. I brought it to his attention that the most common phrase heard on Halo 2 was "I gotta go. My mom said dinner is ready."
This time it is Grand Theft Auto San Andreas. I'll admit I was a big fan of Grand Theft Auto Vice City. The only rule I had was that Derek couldn't pick up the hookers. There were plenty of other people from whom he could steal money.
San Andreas is a little off the deep end though. It appears to be one big drive by shooting full of gang stereotypes that are tedious at best. And the language makes even me blush. Since I have been compared to that of a sailor on occasion, you can only imagine.
The good side of this, however, is that I get to be on the computer and I don't have to share. I like not having to share. A Lot.
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I guess I got lucky there...The Peanut King never got into video games (despite me trying to get him to do so because I like them). The last one I really got into (and this probably dates me so bad!) was "Larua Croft: Tomb Raider"....I used to play that for hours!!!
'I like not having to share. A Lot.'
Ah, that's marriage for you...
Incidentally, the Peanut King?
Hey, I used to be a big Tekken fan and player. Any chance he's into that? I could go a round or two next time I'm in town. I am also with PQ--I was a big player with Lara Croft. Those were in my PS/PS2 days. I married into Sega and we all know that sucks. So, there went the game playing days for me.
PQ, you have the same problem that I have--me and the PK can't be bothered. But you seem to have been broken of your habits. Any suggestions for me?
Martin--thanks for the lecture and the Peanut King is the lesser half of Stacy, the Peanut Queen. Go check her out. She's friggin' hilarious.
IC--No counselor here. Great disappointment to all, but I take the bar again in February thanks to baby E making me ill for all 10 weeks of studying. What idiot gets pregnant the week before Barbri starts? Sleeping during the bar exam is not recommended...
Thanks for the link and don't knock the Virginia court system. It's like living in 1780 ALL THE TIME.
Marelle--a round or two? Who are you kidding? Five hours later the two of you would still be fighting like 2 four year olds about who gets to play with the Barbie Corvette.
I’m currently addicted to baseball and golf on my PlayStation 2. I’m not sure if that’s any better or worse than Halo or the Grand Theft Auto series. The only difference is that instead of characters on the game hurling offensive language, it’s usually me who is spitting out profanities if I miss a putt or give up a homerun.
Hey, that would be great for me. I still miss my PURPLE Barbie Corvette. What the hell ever happened to that beautiful thing?
Oh, if I wanted to lecture you I'd do much better than that...
I'll go check her out, yes. I just thought at first that The Peanut King sounded a somewhat demeaning nickname for a chap.
Honestly, Kristen...I just got to where I had no time to do it anymore. Maybe you could come up with some new projects for the hubby? I'm sure you could think of something.....let me think on it and I'll get back with you...;) And thanks for the reference to Martin...that was sweet of you! :)
I wonder if the Peanut King thinks his nickname is "somewhat demeaning for a chap." Don't you just LOVE how the British word things??? I am SO glad we have Martin around.
I'll skip over the sarcasm and gently point out that I was deliberately going for the Hugh Grant Speak there...
This is one of the reasons I don't own a Playstation or XBox. I get enough grief over reading email and now my blog. If we had something as addictive as an XBox I'd be single and not know it for years.
This is one of the reasons I don't own a Playstation or XBox. I get enough grief over reading email and now my blog. If we had something as addictive as an XBox I'd be single and not know it for years.
Oh, and if you like Martin's talking you should visit Katya's blog. It took me a week to find out what she meant when she said something on my blog was 'pants.'
Oops, I posted twice. Sorry. But hey, what can you expect from a naked guy on a toilet out beside the road?
Martin--you are SOOOO Hugh Grant. Keep the Brit whiticisms coming.
Memphis Esteban--I know what you mean about the blogging thing. Derek asked me today why I had time to blog about not having any time to get anything done but I didn't attempt to get anything done. I think I am safe from divorce because he represented himself in his first divorce and she took him to the cleaners. I think he'll just stick with me rather than the hassle of divorcing my ass.
No, no, I'm really not. I come from the middle of England. That doesn't mean I talk like Ozzy Osborne though. Well, you've heard me sing, I talk like that.
Haha, pants. I bet she's Christian.
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