massacheef lives!

finished halo last night on co-op on normal with Rudy. I swears, if I see a dood this halloween in a master chief costume, I would totally take a picture of him with me in a lewd pose, cause I fargin’ love that guy. Master Chief, not some random stranger.

you knew that.

Slightly bummed when I thought he died. like… almost cried. but no. he’s okay. well… yea. okay.

Also got Dahlia home last night!

Her and racecar are getting along okay- he keeps being too forward and smacking her kinda hard- like the way wicket treated him. I hope she’s doing okay. I’m so worried cause she is so small, and I need to ger her shots but my nomal place won’t get us in until the end of this month. Maybe there’s one of those pet-store vaccination places I can take her to. I already lost a kitty, don’t want to lose another one due to stupid stuff like forgetting shots.

Oh.

Ohmaigawd. I was thinking- something big happened to me but I couldn’t remember what it was. And then I remembered that we had family come down from Washington State to visit us and we showed ‘em the area. We wanted to show them so much more, but they are all so diverse we had to cut coeners to entertain everyone.

In 3 days we:

went to a niner game. Went to the boardwalk, saw another choptops show, drank way too much and have the incriminating photos to prove it, went to Abuelito’s 80th bday party, drank way too much, drove to oakland and back at least twice, ate at gordon biersch in SJ… and i think that’s it. I think.

 

Here’s one of those incriminating photos. I think maybe, the least drunken person is on the far right.

anyway. just dropping a line. I think…. I may write about Type O soon, it’s almost halloween and I think I need to creepify the place a bit. And there’s nothing like peter steele’s orger-riffic face to freak out the masses, dah?

halo grief.

this could also be titled “The most Expensive Week in History” but that’s just a ridiculously long title and the Halo thing totally overshadowed it.

Okay. for starters. This time Last Week, people ( read: family) owed us money and we were attempting to collect. He sez: I got a 360, I’ll give it to ya for the $100 I owes ya.

we sez: ain’t busted? cool.

when we get the thing (which, bytheby has an UGLY faceplate of “The Outfit” on it… that has been our tension-relieving joke for the week.) it’s a little… missing. As in…

no controllers.

no power supply.

no video cords.

no memory.

It’s essentially a plastic white monolith laying dormant like the Flood, with a faceplate of a game we’ve never heard of. We want this thing to take over our life, we NEED this monstrosity. And it sits… tomenting us.

Yesterday.

9.25.07

we had basically resigned to lack of luck and planning. We simply decided that we would NOT get Halo 3 on opening day, despite the fact that Halo3 was the ONLY reason we got a 360.

However, rudy ( bless that crazy boy) has connections. everywhere. Modded Xbox? shore. Tri Tip on the cheap? let him make a phone call. Need a mechanic? Tiler? Carpenter? Gardener? Come with us on Sunday and yu’ll meet them all over a bowl of menudo. So his QA  guy comes in with the hookup for Halo 3. Rudy’s on it like flies on shit… and promptly tunrs into a nerdy 12 year old. haaaaaaaaaaaa. He starts emailing all our less-fortunate family and friends “You are now speaking to a proud owner of Halo Three. “

After that, we scrambled to get our componets together. It’s got a power supply from Ebay, video cables from target ( i know, i’m sorry it gets worse..) a 20 gb hard drive from EB games, and a controller from Sears. Which by the way, has like 20 copies of halo 3.

It’s our frankenstein system.

Upon Getting our stuff home at 7 pm, we realize there is SO MUCH setting up we need to do, becuase we were missing all the components to do so. So after I walk the dog and Rudy takes a shower, we settle in.

So, we need to  hook up the box, fiddle with the cords to shake off the interference, connect the wireless controller, create a profile, get a silver membership, recieve and load updates… and THEN…

we pop in Halo 3. Amazing graphics. Well.. the first 5 minutes of them.

Cause then the AV cord takes a steaming dump. It starts futzing with the color and the holds on the screen are refusing to cooperate. It goes from color, to b&w, to BLACK… to b&w… and scrolling. We tried to play through it. We really did. But… no avail.

By now, it’s 9:20p. The only local place that sells components is Target. So I call, in an attempt to not waste time. “Do you have component cables for the xbox 360?” I ask.

She sez: “The ones that connest into the tv with the white yellow and red ends?”

“For the 360.” I repeat. I know she has NO IDEA what I’m talking about. Shit, I don’t know what I’m talking about, rudy’s just feeding me lines while he fiddles with the cord. “The Video Cables for the xbox 360.”

She sez yes. We jam over there. Of course. Nothing.

There are two people at the Electronics boat. I say “I called 10 minutes ago. some dame said y’all have Xbox Component cables.”

Dude goes “There aren’t any over there?”

I wants to slap him. I hate box stores. The only place worth its salt when it comes to electronics is BestBuy and even then, the only guys that know what they’re talking about is computer and tv guys. the rest can kiss my fiending-for-halo ass.

He calls the broad that I talked to. She sez” Oh, but I thought you meant the cords with the white yellow and red ends.”  Well, we do, ON ONE END, the other end has the 360 hookup. You know, like i said THREE TIMES.

useless. completely useless. Dejected, hungry and miserable, we go home, eat too much ice cream and fall asleep watching some dicovery channel show about the ice under Mars’ polar caps.

maybe today will be different. fingers crossed and shit.