Warning: to fully understand the following blog and its rich depths of humor, you need to have a passing familiarity with: Mid 1980’s video game systems, Comic Book movies, and The Lord of The Rings (the movie version is sufficient as I actually quote a cheesy line delivered in the film.). Oh, and it would also help to be highly caffeinated.
My sweetie pie is the best. For Christmas, she got me a Nintendo. No, not the dumb Nintendo Wii. Not a Nintendo Game Cube. Not a Nintendo 64, or even a Super Nintendo. She bought me a plain, old, regular Nintendo, circa 1986.
Wow! And it still works, but just barely. Hopefully, when I get the part I ordered in the mail, I can get fixed and running on a regular basis. My wife even found me a working copy of Super Mario Brothers 3, quite possibly the best game around. Together, they present a formidable challenge. That sound you hear is my grade point average taking a very sharp nose dive. We played it off and on a few lot of times today. I’m mostly trying to get the disturbing movie I saw last night out of my head. Erin and I cuddled down on the couch last night to watch “The Dark Knight”. I had not seen it yet, and much to my psychological distress it lived up to everyone’s recommendation. Yeesh.
So, I found comfort in my lovely Christmas present. I can’t resist it. I have it put away right now, but I hear it calling to me. It’s mine, my own….my precious…. Ahem. Sorry. After today, I have decided to call my Nintendo Isildur’s Bane. The boys think it is really neat, but I’m not sure they approve of the attention that the NES has been getting. Erin has even been playing it with me. Together, we rock the Super Mario world. We can almost get all the way through level 3 before one of the boys trips over it and unplugs it. Or we run out of lives. Mostly, we just run out of lives.
There it is again….can you hear it? It’s calling to me. It’s consuming me! I know I must take it and cast it back into the fiery chasm from whence it came! (Cue flash of lightening and thunder whilst I cackle maniacally: BWAHAHAHAHAHA!) But I can’t give it up. I won’t. It’s mine. It came to me, my own, my love, my precioussssssss….
Yikes. I need some fresh air.
I’m so jealous! Nothing tops the first three Mario games! That, and I totally stink at any game system newer than the Super NES or original Sega (only time I tried Halo I got killed 30+ times while registering 2 kills). We wants it, Deagol my love! It’s our birthday! *Gollum* *Gollum*
One box to rule them all, one box to find them.
One box to bring them all and to one tube to bind them.
…in the land of Iowa where the cornfields lie.
Too Funny!! Know what you mean. The “old” games still are the best! Have tried some of the new ones and like the older ones better. Don’t have any of them new or old, but did like the Super Mario Brothers the best.
Well, I was going to leave a comment, but now I feel like I’d have to go find my copy of Tolkein to do this comment justice, and, well, I’m just way too lazy for that.
And no, schnooky, I will NOT go put on the elf ears. Bad Schnooky.
Well, at least you didn’t kill anyone to get it! As long as you can still stand the sun’s terrible yellow face shinning on you I think you’ll be safe from total madness!
Oh and thanks Erin for giving your husband the best present ever, now mine wants one!!!