The Dog Ate My Wii…and Other Tales of Gaming Woe

Maybe you can call this the comeuppance of an over-indulged gadget geek. My toys are biting me back.

Things are not going so well for this aging game fiend here in chez Smith. First off, my daughter is now officially a Guitar Hero II junkie. I hear that electronic thwang that signals the game starting up on every floor of my townhouse. I used to think it was cool having all three next-gen game consoles rigged up for 5.1 sound. No so much on the 75th re-playing of "Freebird" with all the missed notes of feverish GHII playing. And I continue to be a total spaz at this game, so count me out...

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