Living With Grandma Hardcore
Grandma wears a hearing aid. She turns up the amplifier so the desk, shelves and walls shake. Her uninhibited screaming augments the explosion of noise coming from the East side of our house. The center of the house vibrates to superhappy J-Pop from Katamari Damacy. Sometimes it's a bit difficult to "get away from it all" when you have to study or, say- sleep for instance. I don't mind, don't get me wrong; a 69 year old video game playing granny is not something one takes lightly. Never had I sat in the living room studying the DSM-IV thinking to myself "You know, I really wish Grandma would stop yelling the word 'cocksucker' while playing Contra."
There is always a solution.
No solution, however, comes without conflict. I may be grooving to Rilo Kiley on the couch reading a book and smoking a cigarette; enjoying a mid-evening cocktail if you will; and I look up to see a frustrated Grandma looking down at me.
"Take off the headphones! I've been screaming and screaming for you! I thought you left!"
"Jesus! Why, what's wrong?"
"I can't find any more ammo."
"I keep running out of fucking ammo! You have to beat this guy."
"I've never played that game."
"Well I can't fucking do it, god dammit!!"
The next stage of this oft repeated ritual usually involves me asking what buttons do what; dying a whole bunch of times and giving up and going back to whatever I was doing. A half hour later or so, a triumphant Grandma will appear in the kitchen.
"I GOT the bastard!"
--More on the way! We were a Yahoo Daily Pick today! If it's your first time here; cruise the videos on the right; browse the archives (just scroll down, we're not that big) and send us some e-mails! We love the comments and e-mails...... Video #7 is coming up TODAY, watch for it!--