Holy shit I am rolling 1’s all day today when it comes to gaming.

I started out doing beautifully in an online poker tournament, then after the break I got river beat by a STRAIGHT FUCKING FLUSH.  Second tournament I get river beat TWICE and am out in the first 10 MINUTES.  Attempts later to play Tiger Woods Golf have me starting out well then bombing miserably because of controller glitches, sending me into this further downward spiral of game loathing and hatred (that’s probably common to golfers) until I’ve restarted the game thrice and almost sent the Wii remote like a FLAMING MISSILE at the screen.

… 30 minutes later, my attempts to play a shooter game (gates of thunder for those of you who care) on the virtual console feature me fumbling until I might as well have just SPAT on the screen, because that would have been more effective at blasting the damned ships coming at me.

I’m willing to bet I would fuck up making a Mii at this point!  … and I dropped my Wii remote - party foul!

….  I know what this is.  This is because of that damned Dragonlance animated movie trailer that I saw.  The movie is going straight to DVD, THANK GOD.  The trailer?  It made my inner fantasy geek child COMMIT SUICIDE.  I felt like terrorists had bombed my imagination.  (joke copyright the South Park gang, purveyors of stupidity in their own right but dammit I’ve grown to like them.)

…. Oh, and Drawn Together.   While I’m ranting - what kind of random BRAIN DAMAGE do I have that I still give that show 20 minutes of my time occasionally?  Shouldn’t I have learned better?

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This rant brought to you by the words “colon blow”, “argh”, and “mommy make it stop.”