A Sign From God

Well, I've been kicking around the idea of buying a used PlayStation 2 for a while now, and I think I've finally seen the sign that now is the time. As I was meandering aimlessly through Target the day before yesterday, I discovered that Shadow of the Colossus, one of those incredibly pretty and artsy games that first put me in mind of buying a PlayStation, had been marked down from twenty dollars to a clearance price of--get this--five bucks. Five friggin' dollars.

I was able to resist while it cost twenty. My will could keep me stalwart in the face of overwhelming pretty (Shadow of the Colossus, Ico) and unrelenting awesome (Kingdom Hearts, God of War, Final Fantasy XII) so long as the cost remained somewhere in the realm of the reasonable. But the siren song has grown strong with this descent into madness, and I'm no Odysseus, ladies and gentlemen. I didn't get a chance to lash myself to the mast. So I bought Colossus today, and now I suppose I must look into actually getting a console to play it on.

I gathered that there were two versions of the PS2: the original and the slimline. The slimline is considerably more expensive, and the only bonus it has seems to be a built in network adapter. A network adapter I'm not likely to use, so I think I'm going to go in for the cheaper, bulkier original model. They both play DVDs, and I figure I'll need summat that will do that. More's the better if I can play video games on it, too.

Well, I guess I know where the next chunk of my last acting paycheck is going.

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What happened to the days when you had to be charming, full of wit in order to woo the lady back to your place for a good banging. Apparently those days are gone.