Today was the first of the month, that means a frantic struggle to spend whatever money I'm allotted before it burns clear through my pocket and into my SOUL. SO I went with my mother to go help my brother unload the sad remainder of this past weekends yard sale at the salvation army, strange that I was dropping off instead of picking up for once.
We took turns either staying home or going with my mother to drop off, and between we loaded the truck with more boxes of stuff, which I proceeded to raid with increased vigor (of course I'll be moving in a month, but I COULDN'T pass up on the full sized drinking horn nor the silent bob action figure). This went on for a while, and each time I was there with my brother I'd watch him play video games or catch bits and pieces of a re-run of deadliest warrior he was watching.
When he queued up Marvel vs Capcom 3, a warning came up on the screen briefly:
"contains flashing lights and sounds"
And I'm thinking 'My STUPID STUPID brother, who has been an epileptic all his life, is going to have a seizure RIGHT HERE on his over-sized ratty old couch and I'm going to have to shove my wallet in his mouth to keep him from biting off his tongue.'
So I'm watching him play and he's explaining to me how the game works: He has it set to let an online challenger jump into his game at any time and fight him, but meanwhile he fights against the computer in an amazing display of seizure inducing lights and effeminate battle cries that only the Japanese would find intimidating. Even I was woozy and I've never had a seizure in my life.
Amazingly enough he DIDN'T go into a grand maul mid-counter attack, and all was well. My mother offered to have us come over some other time and have dinner with them, maybe enjoy a rousing game of scrabble. I can't wait :)
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