I suffered through watching hundreds of crazed gamers running into a warehouse in the middle of the desert, to get their grubby hands on the best gaming bonanza this side of eternity.  I watched as they carelessly handed out xbox360 hooded sweatshirts, bestowed an exclusive Xbox360 Zero hour profile to all that snapped out of their 360 playing stupor long enough to stumble by a machine that loaded the data onto their (free - no doubt) new 360 memory units.  I listened to Major Nelson describe the trials and tribulations on how hapless gamers could possibly navigate their way through a freaking hangar full of Microsoft love.

Am I jealous?  What jealous of driving across the country to get an exclusive look at the next generation console hardware - taking home countless peices of Ebay bait, that no one else on the planet could possibly own?  Are you out of your mind? 

Yeah?  You too huh...  We suck.

Anyway with a near catastrophic shortage of Xbox360's travelling their way through the massive labyrinth that is the retail supply chain, hopefully we can get our hands on a copy at Mission Control before the Playstation 3 comes out.  In all likelyhood, I would guess we will have a console or two by the time we move into our new store- but stay tuned and check the website for details. 

Until that glorious moment when I can lay my eyes on the green concentric circles of brilliance, I am hopelessly addicted to absorbing the sheet joy and happiness that radiates from those fortunate enough to "kick the tires".

WoG