This blog is the chronicle of my experiences with Grandma, the video-game playing queen of her age-bracket and weight class. She will beat any PS2, XBox, GameCube, etc., console game put in front of her, just like she always has. These are her stories. She is absolutely real. She lives in Cleveland.
Friday, July 15, 2005
Grandma Versus The Bargain Bin
Grandma goes through withdrawal when she's away from that used game barrel-o-classics section, man. Oh, the time-honored cliche "you know when I was a kid, we got one thing for Christmas- a winter coat! You spoiled little bastards..." is repeated often by the old girl. So now, if it's under twenty bucks and she wants it, she spits in the face of traditional hardiness and senior budgeting habits and buys:Medal of Honor: Frontline, and Medal of Honor: Rising Sun! I guess talking about her childhood makes her want to re-live World War II, only in the form of a physically adept middle aged man. Who am I to question that? The only thing to figure out now is which one of us is German, which one of us is Japanese, and which one of us will inevitably say: "...you know Grandpa trained with an M1 Garand back in the day..." to which the other will respond: "....shut up." I'll let you guess who says what.
Thank you bargain bin! Thank you.
--Update: Welcome Slashdot Readers!
When one's Grandma is posted on the world's greatest tech site, one hopes it's not because you posted her name and address somewhere under the headline "Cruel And Heartless Old Despot Swears Allegiance to Luddite Followers; Declares Sid Meier 'An Admirable Nemesis'" Luckily that isn't the case here.