Wii Three Kings*

Saturnalia (12/17-23)
Wright Brothers Day

 

The Dude hath returned, and now we are three. He got back just as I was pulling out to go to nine BORING ASS hours of selling clothes.  This was not fun, but it sounded more fun that what he himself had planned: he and Dad were going to go wait outside Best Buy or somewhere at 2 in the morning for the latest shipment of Wiis for 妹.** So when I got home they were laying out their plans, which later turned out to be for naught, because some even sillier people had been there since noon.

 

But since he brought his Wii, I finally get to give the new Zelda a shot.  Although it may confuse the hell out of me, because they realized that most people are right-handed, but Link is traditionally a lefty.  So for the Wii version of the game, they flipped the whole game over to make him right handed, so the sun sets in the east and the kingdom is built backwards.  But for the Gamecube, which is what I want to get it on, it isn’t flipped, so it’s going to be built the normal way after I’ve been used to the backwards version. Life is hard.

 

Not to mention that 妹 and the Dude are both left-handed themselves.  As is Mom. Dad is a little ambidextrous, with slight right dominance.  Me, I only have a left side for the sake of symmetry, because the silly thing is useless, but it does rather bug me that Link isn’t left-handed. I always liked that they bothered to specify that.

 

This means that while 妹 might have to wait to get her own version, at least she’s got something to feed the addiction.  If she can keep her sister away, for it is now Saturnalia, and debauchery runs rampant!

 

Except when I go to work. Ah, well.

 

 
*This is my requisite Wii pun.  Thank you.

**Who, for the record, is fine with waiting until January to get one.

Big Band Bonkers

So, here’s the plan. First, I take out hits on all the crooners who are alive. Then, when they’re all dead, I ghostbust them.

 

Just to make my point.

 

I like them every once in a while. They’re okay, but the trouble is that all their songs are the same song, so they get obnoxious if you hear them too much. Also, they can make any song bland. One of ’em sings “Can’t Buy Me Love,” and I keep trying to correct it to the rockin’ Beatles version.

 

So the CD we play at work, which is like 2½ hours of crooned Christmas carols on a loop, is making me slightly batty. FOR GOD’S SAKE, SOMEBODY WHIP OUT AN ELECTRIC GUITAR!

 

I’m always amazed at how the same song can be made so different depending on how someone plays it.  Christmas music’s a good example of that, because there are so many covers of the same song.  For example, in my music library, I have twelve different versions of “Winter Wonderland”: America, Andy Williams, Banjo2, Diana Krall, Dolly Parton, Eurythmics, Gary Hoey, Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass, James Taylor, Kenny G, Mannheim Steamroller, and Rockapella.  Some of them I like a lot more than others, and there are some versions of it (none that I have) that I thoroughly can’t stand.  It shows that the melody and the words are definitely not everything—there’s a lot about style that changes it.

 

And I’m so sick of the crooner style.  I want a death metal Winter Wonderland.  Or even an acoustic guitar or something. Anything.

 

Or I will go mad, and start shrieking back at the CD, and never sell any clothes.