Hey, I actually saw it! Ha ha, I don't know why it makes me happy, especially since I had to dodge and then clean up the effects of a glass goddamn grenade, but I saw it. Some of you won't remember or give three shits, I know. But soon after the Wii came out, all kinds of reports were frantically generated about people injuring themselves and loved ones/appliances/walls by letting the Wiimote (bulf) slip from their hands while flinging their arms about in an effort to hit a fake tennis ball or pop a Mario ollie or something. I read about it numerous times but had never actually witnessed it. I never even witnessed it by proxy because I sort of hate Youtube memes. But the other night Brad stopped by for the first time in a while and I decided to hang with him and Justin while they rowed canoes and ess in Wii Funtimes Whatever Resort. So yes, nerds reading this, I not only saw Brad accidentally do the thing, I saw it with the added weight of Wii MotionPlus. And he loosed it backwards, over his head, like a fucking cartoon character gone bowling.
It wasn't as funny to Justin, as it dived straight into his extensive beer bottle collection, conveniently located next to and above us on a high shelf. So then, glass grenade, holy christ shit, get a broom get a broom oh goddamnit watch for shards. Then it was funny, to Brad and I. Sorry bro.
Even further on the nerd news front, I finally broke down and bought Minecraft. Weird to pay for a beta. I won't go on about it because Penny Arcade has done such a great job describing the addictive nature
here, and the ways of the first few nights in-game
here. I have to say I laughed at these comics before ever playing the game, but now, well... they are true as truth, really. It doesn't get much truthier than that in my experience.
Here's a conversation I had with the dogs today, unedited:
Jason: (bursts through the kitchen door noisily) I'm about to fuckin' murder two puppies!
Dogs: Wag wag.
Jason: I'm not kidding, guys. Dead dogs are gonna be all over the place in a few minutes. Dead!
Dogs: Wag pant wag.
Jason: (retrieves ginger ale from fridge) You better watch your ass, Jordan. Sleep with an eye open. For real.
Dogs: Pant wag.
Jason: (slowly disappearing behind the door as it closes) It's gonna be quick but it's gonna be gruesome! Me murdering you, I mean. Take me seriously!
Dog: Super wag.
I may have paraphrased their responses a little, but I assure you the spirit was retained.