Quick to the yellow pages, I've become addicted to Guitar Hero.
I've got blisters on me fingers!
I know what you're thinking, is it 2005? Well no, it's not but I have a long history of arriving to fads a bit late. I'm still wearing slap bracelets and parachute pants. I drink Tab while listening to cassette tapes. I use my Ronco Spray-on hair while watching the Chevy Chase Show.
Haha, that one's a joke. We know that nothing Ronco sells has gone out of style. I can rotisserie a mean fish that I caught with my pocket fisherman and gutted with my ginzu knife.
Life would be great if you could order things from 1986.
Anyways, back to Guitar Hero. I can push those buttons like a dream. It's amazing how 40 years of legendary songs are condensed into something you can play in five buttons rather than something crazy, like six strings. I can really jam out to those lines on a screen. Buttons and lines, buttons and lines! It's pure science. I can't sleep anymore because I'm picturing lines on a screen set to music made famous by Foghat.
Are there psychologists that can get the music and screen animations out of my head? I don't even know if the friendly neighborhood crack dealers can help at this point.
If I'm not cured by tomorrow maybe a home-style lobotomy can get the tunes of Poison, Foghat and Pat Benatar out of my head.
Do they still make yellow pages?
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