Maybe you heard that the PlayStation 3 recently dropped in price to a slightly more reasonable $499. I fully expected an immediate counter-punch from Micro$oft in the form of a price drop for the Xbox 360...that didn't happen. Rumors are starting to surface now, however, that the price drop will come in a couple of weeks (down to $349) and coincide with the release of Madden NFL 08.
I can only hope that this feeling will pass soon, as similar ones did for the PS2, but I want to buy one! I don't care much about Madden but I long to play NCAA Football 08 and lead the Auburn Tigers to back-to-back-to-back-to-back-to...(you get the idea) National Championships. I haven't owned an NCAA football game since NCAA Football 2005 for my Nintendo GameCube. Quality stuff there.
Surely I don't need to cave in now, though. There's the "red ring of death" to look out for. As well, I don't even have an HDTV. It won't quite be the same as playing at my amigos' houses w/o one. Plus, I own a Nintendo Wii and it's mainly collecting dust (and pet dander, eww) because I sill play World of WarCraft so much. They don't make the NCAA football game for the Wii, though.
Maybe I just need to buy an HDTV too. Hmm...
Monday, July 30, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
The Big House
Prison. Jail. The clink. Having never been to one, except in Monopoly, I can only comment on what I've seen in the media. I do know there are several types, though. Some of which follow: There's the country club prisons where white-collar criminals go. There are also "federal pound me in the @$$" prisons, where the hard-core criminals go. There's even a place in Arkansas called The Varner Unit!
A new breed of prison was introduced to me this week, the song-and-dance prison. Instead of pumping iron, playing basketball, and watching out for their corn hole, here the inmates apparently work on dramatic dance routines to pass the time. I'm not sure what to think about this, but I'm sure I still don't want to go. Check the videos.
Michael Jackson's Thriller
I Will Follow Him - From Sister Act
A new breed of prison was introduced to me this week, the song-and-dance prison. Instead of pumping iron, playing basketball, and watching out for their corn hole, here the inmates apparently work on dramatic dance routines to pass the time. I'm not sure what to think about this, but I'm sure I still don't want to go. Check the videos.
Michael Jackson's Thriller
I Will Follow Him - From Sister Act
Friday, July 27, 2007
Big Bad Bubba and his Big Ole Burger
How 'bout one of these bad boys? If you know me, and I don't think you'd be here if you didn't, you know I wouldn't be down w/ half the toppings on this monstrosity, but I love the idea of such a beast's existence.
Road trip to West Virginia coming up.
The host for the video took it down. Just think of the biggest burger you've ever seen, then multiply that by 50 and that's what the video showed.
Road trip to West Virginia coming up.
The host for the video took it down. Just think of the biggest burger you've ever seen, then multiply that by 50 and that's what the video showed.
Friday, July 20, 2007
"Going to the Grocery..."
Well, "went to the grocery" would probably be a better title for this, but those aren't the lyrics to one of my favorite songs.
It was suggested to me over the weekend that the grocery store would be a good place for me to meet the woman of my dreams. Not in those exact words, but that was the gist of it. We talked about a good grocery store to meet such a person at and, as it happens, I already shop at such a place.
Naturally I was a little more excited when I realized I was down to my last Hot Pocket last night and would need to restock today. It didn't matter that I sat through the same traffic light twice on the way there (the lady in front of me was doing her makeup) because I was in hot pursuit. Doug was about to become a babe magnet walking down the frozen food aisle.
Taking special care to look out for eligible bachelorettes as soon as I pulled into the parking lot, what's the first thing I see? My friend who said that was the place to be. Unfortunately, she's quite married. After brief chit-chat I head inside, eyes peeled.
"Oh, I need some tortilla shells." I've gotten to where I attempt my own Barberitos-style burritos at home.* I actually said that out loud, by the way. I don't have much of an internal monologue anymore. If I'm thinking, I'm probably mumbling it to myself. Those shells are at the very end of an aisle at my Publix; an end cap, if you will. Glancing down that aisle, of course, I see another amiga of mine...also very married. She was looking for some fancy tomatoes that Rachael Ray told her to buy. What a good wife.
The rest of the shopping experience was uneventful. All I saw were old ladies and, it seemed like, other single dudes. Maybe they had my idea. Perhaps Friday at 3PM isn't prime time for the lovely ladies to frequent the grocery. Could it be a Saturday thing? At least I got BOGO on cereal. (I can eat cereal 24/7)
Publix: 1
Doug: 0
To be continued...
*This is made all the more important since my Barberitos closed up shop last week. It's a sad time for me. "That's because Moe's is weak!" as a buddy of mine said once. Seems like they may have been a bit too far out in Evans and a lot too far up a hill and out of sight.
It was suggested to me over the weekend that the grocery store would be a good place for me to meet the woman of my dreams. Not in those exact words, but that was the gist of it. We talked about a good grocery store to meet such a person at and, as it happens, I already shop at such a place.
Naturally I was a little more excited when I realized I was down to my last Hot Pocket last night and would need to restock today. It didn't matter that I sat through the same traffic light twice on the way there (the lady in front of me was doing her makeup) because I was in hot pursuit. Doug was about to become a babe magnet walking down the frozen food aisle.
Taking special care to look out for eligible bachelorettes as soon as I pulled into the parking lot, what's the first thing I see? My friend who said that was the place to be. Unfortunately, she's quite married. After brief chit-chat I head inside, eyes peeled.
"Oh, I need some tortilla shells." I've gotten to where I attempt my own Barberitos-style burritos at home.* I actually said that out loud, by the way. I don't have much of an internal monologue anymore. If I'm thinking, I'm probably mumbling it to myself. Those shells are at the very end of an aisle at my Publix; an end cap, if you will. Glancing down that aisle, of course, I see another amiga of mine...also very married. She was looking for some fancy tomatoes that Rachael Ray told her to buy. What a good wife.
The rest of the shopping experience was uneventful. All I saw were old ladies and, it seemed like, other single dudes. Maybe they had my idea. Perhaps Friday at 3PM isn't prime time for the lovely ladies to frequent the grocery. Could it be a Saturday thing? At least I got BOGO on cereal. (I can eat cereal 24/7)
Publix: 1
Doug: 0
To be continued...
*This is made all the more important since my Barberitos closed up shop last week. It's a sad time for me. "That's because Moe's is weak!" as a buddy of mine said once. Seems like they may have been a bit too far out in Evans and a lot too far up a hill and out of sight.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Pandora Radio
A buddy just turned me onto a cool new Internet music service, Pandora Radio. Here you just enter in the name of a favorite band or song and you'll be treated to hearing similar bands or songs play.
For example, I typed in Hootie & the Blowfish (shocker, I know). The first song I heard was a HBF song, followed by some Counting Crows, Goo Goo Dolls, Sister Hazel, and Barenaked Ladies. I've also heard artists/songs for the first time, like Cardinal Trait, which sounds pretty good.
The free version is advertiser supported, so there are ad banners on the page. You can avoid that mess by having it open in a separate window or, if you roll like this, a separate tab in your browser.
I could see this as a great tool for parties, vacations where you can't bring your CD collection, or any occasion where you want a little variety, but not skew too far from the norm.
I encourage you to go check it out for yourself. Here's my profile page.
Oh, some Toad the Wet Sprocket just came on...nice.
For example, I typed in Hootie & the Blowfish (shocker, I know). The first song I heard was a HBF song, followed by some Counting Crows, Goo Goo Dolls, Sister Hazel, and Barenaked Ladies. I've also heard artists/songs for the first time, like Cardinal Trait, which sounds pretty good.
The free version is advertiser supported, so there are ad banners on the page. You can avoid that mess by having it open in a separate window or, if you roll like this, a separate tab in your browser.
I could see this as a great tool for parties, vacations where you can't bring your CD collection, or any occasion where you want a little variety, but not skew too far from the norm.
I encourage you to go check it out for yourself. Here's my profile page.
Oh, some Toad the Wet Sprocket just came on...nice.
Down, but not out
Greetings and salutations. For all intents and purposes, this is my personal web log...for now. Not that I utilized it much, but my previous web log, localclovis.com, is currently experiencing technical difficulties. i.e. there are server issues at work beyond my control. Those in the know are currently trying to rectify the situation.
More to come.
More to come.
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