2old2rock

Sometimes suspense is a good thing. The suspense of a great thriller movie, with an ending that hits you in the jaw like a brick thrown by Nolan Ryan – that’s a good thing. The suspense you have when you’re in the delivery room, still not knowing if you’ll have a new son or daughter – that’s a good thing. The suspense you have while you sit and wait for a new game to come in the mail, while it’s sitting on a truck making its way to your house – THAT SUCKS!

That new game is Guitar Hero II. As promised, and to the credit to the company, Red Octane has shipped out the pre-orders well in advance of the street date. Those local to the manufacturer are already receiving their copies and reveling in the ability to be the first to play the new game. How I hate them. I despise them like the Muslims despise the Danes. I despise them like the Red Sox despise the Yankees. I despise them like vanilla despises chocolate. Envy…what a powerful emotion.

So here I sit, looking at the UPS tracking information, hoping beyond hopes that in the course of the next few minutes there is a radical breakthrough in their driver’s abilities and truck capability and flight becomes possible. Hell, forget flight – I want teleportation! I want to reach through the space-time continuum and plant my copy on my coffee table this very instant. But such is not life, such is not reality. So I wait.

To those in the same boat, I offer up my sympathy. Know you have a brother out here in the ether patiently – oh who am I kidding – impatiently waiting for ‘ol Brown to show up at his doorstep. Until that point, I will leave you with another glimpse of the goodness that will come, and the thought that 2old2rock will be born in just a few days…