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I got a PM in which he asked for my order info. I sent it, but haven't heard anything back.

I've not even gotten an e-mail response. Legacy Engineer == epic fail.

^^^ Same

I ordered in November and still haven't gotten mine, so I'm afraid you're looking at another year or two before yours will arrive.

Not without the scratch-and-sniff manual!

Pop it open and have at that beast with the multimeter. Check the fuses as well. I've never had a PS2 open but apparently there's a couple.

FWIW, I'm a very casual gamer and I have 674 MB in save data. Good thing I opted for the 60 GB version I saw the Arcade and wondered how they even managed to find a source for 256MB drives.

I regret that I purchased my copy used, disc only, lest I could enjoy this nasal pleasure of which you speak. (It was $9.99, which is a pretty fantastic deal. I printed out the cover art.) Interestingly, though, my cat just walked over near the 360 and sneezed.

In my estimation, it's was always the Logitech. They had the lowest return rate by far as well, whereas about 50% of the Mad Catz ones would come back defective.

I've had good luck with the 360. Still on my first one. I don't know if this ever got fixed, but I once accidentally ruined a friend's game disc by very gently nudging the 360 console while it was in the vertical orientation. We're now careful to always keep ours on its side, which I'm sure causes the bottom side to get poor ventilation and will probably lead to the system's earlier demise. Anyway, how's this for a car analogy: the 360 is a cheap car but it runs on all the fuels you want to use the PS3 is a much more expensive car but it requires scarce diesel the Wii is an extremely inexpensive car but it's covered in sparkles and rainbows and makes you drive it via goofy arm-swinging motions instead of a steering wheel

It would have to be one of these on the 7800: Pole Position II Ms. Pac Man F-18 Hornet

We had a crappy RCA from the early 90s where basically the very first time you would try to press any of the buttons on the TV, they would get stuck in. Eventually they all just snapped off and I would just stick a pen in and press the microswitch behind where the button would have been manually. The remote always worked -- but the remote on that TV was a pile as well. I would have to squeeze hard on the top of it in order to get it to work. Of course we got a universal remote to replace it, but that TV was unique in that it had "menu" and also "settings" (or something like that), and in order to program the channels you'd need to go into *settings*, but every universal remote in the world only had "menu," so we had to keep the POS remote around as well for every time the power went off and it forgot what the channels were. Here's the other fun thing: during the entire course of its life that TV would never tune any channels between 10 and 24. Eventually its tuner stopped working entirely so we plugged a VCR into the component jacks and used the VCR as a tuner. I was happy to finally throw that thing in the dumpster. Apparently I didn't learn my lesson because I later bought a 12" RCA to play video games on in my room and that thing broke just over a year after I got it, right as soon as it knew its warranty was up.

I'm not much of a gamer but they're both frustrating to me in their own ways. It took me a long time to get used to dual-stick controls in FPS even though I was always pretty good at Doom or Wolfenstein 3D, but I've never caught up. I wouldn't dare play online with others because I'd be a handicap to whichever team I was on. "Who the heck is shooting me?!" (looking around 360 degrees) "Oh, I'm dead now." Then there's the frustrating technical aspects, like not having an HDTV sometimes means I either can't see a detail, or I can't read the tiny 6 point text telling me something important. (Capcom is notorious for this in titles like Dead Rising.)

The lady friend used to work at Pizza Hut and remembers it lovingly and nostalgically so that's our place of choice. After reading the stories on tipthepizzaguy.com whenever we get delivery I make sure to tip propitiously. Sadly, that's actually quite possible. I worked for a place that would often filibuster on promoting someone indefinitely (like, months or years) to avoid paying benefits and full time salary.

"I want to talk to the supervisor!" "I am the supervisor." "I want to talk to your supervisor!" "I am my supervisor. I'm in charge here and I'm not going to acquiesce to your ridiculous request."