Programmers Kit

I came home today looking forward to playing Guitar Hero and battling a friend of mine from TKG -(Gibatronic!).

The kids have a four day weekend so I knew no homework help was necessary tonight. Had some Red-Bull earlier …so no worries about getting sleepy too soon.

After making supper for my kids (homemade pizza…yum) - I went into the living room to practice up a bit, went to grab the guitar…..and what the? My guitar was missing. I felt like Jewel without a van or snaggletooth. Celine Dion without Rene, snaggleteeth, Titanic, Las Vegas. A drug addict without……

I did a frantic scan of the living room, kitchen, kids rooms … no guitar. ‘Who would do this to me?’, I wondered. Why would someone take my guitar away?

Is this the intervention I pretended that I wanted earlier?If so, I swear I was just kidding - I don’t have a problem..I swear, I can stop anytime..I can stop anytime I want to.

Alas, I found the guitar. My mother had hid it behind a speaker in the living room…I don’t think she knows how about my Guitar Hero addiction so I don’t think she did it on purpose.

I beat Gibatronic on the first song…I was feeling pretty good. Beat him at his own song, I did. ‘ Even Flow’ by Pearl Jam.

Things went severely downhill from there. By the time Gibatronic was through, I was crying real tears. What is this salty discharge?

So maybe this was enough to kill my Guitar Hero addiction?

I doubt it. I don’t ever just lay down and take defeat…ever. For tonight, yes I will take this punishment.

But: Gibatronic…be forewarned…I will be practicing this weekend.

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