Time of death: 2:14 a.m.


My Xbox 360 has died. Which triggered this reaction.

If you see either of the above images, this essentially means you need to send your 360 to Texas to get resurrected, fixed or replaced. It’s not the complete Red Ring of Death, but it’s close enough. Type in “Red Ring of Death” on Google or the search engine of your choice, and you’ll find plenty of literature on it.

What’s awesome about the timing of this is that Madden 09 should be arriving in the mail pretty soon. Great. Can’t wait to play it … OH, WAIT. Not that you should really care, but I’m trying as hard as I can to not explode (this blog does belong to a family paper) and I’m also suppressing the urge to light something on fire.

I’d better stop, otherwise I’m going to write something I might regret. I think I’ll cool off by playing something on the PS2, which I’ve had since college. Or maybe I’ll play MGS4 on another system … you know, the one that doesn’t carry the life expectancy of a goldfish. Did I say that out loud?