October 18th, 2009


A narrow escape.

artemisiabrisol and I - or one of us, I'm not sure which - nearly impulse-bought a Wii this evening. We went into Future Shop to replace the ethernet cable that Faildog chewed up the other night when upset with both of us from kicking her out of first one bed and then the other, and they had a Wii set up with Wii Resort, which as one of its games (its only important one, in my opinion) is one where you run around hitting other characters in the head with a plastic light saber.

It was a very, very close call. Especially when I saw the Beatles Rock Band setup. Mostly because I can absolutely see myself spending hours running around on a pixellated beach, hitting people in the head wiht a plastic light saber. It's very satisfying.

Of course, I haven't owned a game console since Grandma bought us an NES in, oh, Jesus, 1990? So perhaps I am just dazzled by the shiny and everything else on the Wii is just silly and ridiculous. (Though since that appears to be the whole point of the Wii, I'm not sure that's a minus or anything.)

Instead, artemisiabrisol bought a new camera. For the purpose of webcasts for The Secret IRL Project, because her old camera was seven years old and couldn't do video, and my Rebel doesn't do video (I do have a video camera, but apparently it's not pretty and wee enough. ^.^)

(Incidentally, huh. I should start a Secret IRL Project filter, because I'm going to want to start exploiting some of you for beta-testing purposes in the near future.)

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