My 12 year old telly (I might as well note that I tend to use British spelling at times due to PBS and Doctor Who despite never leaving the U.S.) finally broke last week. If 12 years doesn't sound very long, it is considering it was probably turned off maybe 5 hours a day. Other times, it would be on the whole week. The telly, my DVDs and my PS2 and older game systems are the some of the few escapes I have. So, I went out a bought a new one despite the fact I'm behind in my bills, no job, etc. I just want my telly. It's a CRt flat screen as HD tellies are still too expensive. It's the 1950s all over again. After I bought it, I stopped by a video game shop. While browsing, I struck up a conversation with the owner. Since I've played games for over 25 years (I was an Atari and Sega boy and abhorred Nintendo), it lasted a while. To end a long story, he sold me two used games at half cost and a free membership for future discounts. I spent the night watching Stargate and playing my new games while muching on Munchos (my fav potato chips, try them if you can find them) and a 12-pack of Pepsi. Eventually, I fell asleep to the soft glow of my new telly.
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