As for this weekend we saw the Punisher (Aaron, Erka, and I) on Friday. Darkness became weakness and had to go out with the Mrs. It's all good though. The Punisher was an ok film. I put it in the The Italian Job category. Just decent summer fare with some very cool moments. Afterwards we had dinner with Sung...*Gasp* Yes folks, Sung is still alive. I saw him with my own two eyes. He seems to be doing okay, but due to the enormous number of weddings of his friends and such, he's broke from all the wedding gifts he's bought. That'll teach you to have friends, Sung.
On Saturday something really effin' weird happened to me. I was at Best Buy (mistake no.1) to pick up some ink catridges for the USB printer I recently liberated from somewhere. After finding my catridges I ambled on over to the videogame section to see if there was anything that caught my eye (mistake no. 2). Actually I was just messin' around because as those of you familiar with me know, I don't pick out games I see in a store. I walk into a store already knowing what I'm going to buy based on the information Aaron, Kricket, and I collect about a game. Go to the message board and you'll see what I mean. Anyway, I was looking at Xbox titles when I heard a voice behind me say, "Yo fat ass, over here." I turn around all angry at first and this is who I see:
Me: "Uhhh yes Master Chief? What can I do for you sir?"
MC: "I hear you and your friends like my game. And don't call me sir. I work for a living"
Me: "Negative, sir...I mean Chief. My friends and I LOVE your game, Chief."
MC: "Good to hear, soldier. So How much do you love this game?"
Me: "Chief, my friends and I have lost months of our lives playing this game, Chief."
MC: "Impressive, son. Would you say you love enough this game enough to buy one of these Xboxes? They're great for playin' Halo and killing Covenant."
Me: "Well,Chief, I already have an Xbox...so I'm not sure I should get another..."
MC: "Hmmm sounds like you're goldbricking on me, sport. I'm not sure you'll ever be able to cut it as a SPARTAN. But if you think you can handle it, then pick up one of these 'boxes and get out there and kick some Covenant ass."
Me: "You're right, Chief. Sorry I doubted you. I'll get to kicking, Chief. Thanks"
MC: "Give 'em hell, junior."
At the time I had this conversation my head seemed a little fuzzy, but it cleared up as I walked away from the table...holding one of these (strike 3, I'm out):
Can you guess what I did Sunday? Can you guess what Kricket and I did Sunday night? Can you say "Legendary"? Amen. We played from about two and a half hours before it was time to turn in. Despite all the cool games that have come out over the past two or so years, nothing still compares to the fun of some multiplayer Halo. I love Steel Battlion alot, but the online aspect has soured things for me a bit. But Halo never fails to deliver sheer gaming goodness. By the way, if no one's busy Tuesday evening, Kricket will be stopping by so we can watch some Dave...and we'll probably kill some more as well. And we'll probably do that this coming Saturday too. See ya there.