We were on the road somewhere between Gainesville and Ocala when the drugs kicked in. I shouted to the bus driver donít stop here, itís bat countryÖ
I wrecked my wifeís car in Ft. Lauderdale, it happens. This was New Yearís Eve, New Yearís Eve as in three months ago. The car finally got out of the shop and at my sister-in-lawís house so it was time to make the perilous journey, a trek if you will, to Miami to pick it up. The only way to make it was by bus. Due to parking issues I made the 40 minute walk to my wifeís workplace on campus, and then another 10 minute walk to the Oíconnell center followed by a 10 minute mad dash to the New Physics Building because we were at the wrong spot.
And thatís where my journey began tired and sweaty, sitting next to a stranger. The mission: make the bus ride suck less. The first challenger: White Chicks on the bus TV.
So I whipped out my laptop and found it too big for the space I had. So after some careful maneuvering, aided by that time I took yoga, I was able to squeeze it in between myself and the seat in front of me while being able to look at the screen. But to my horror I discovered I had not put Dr. Who on my laptop and all I had was Rome. Now I had never seen Rome so I fired up the first episode. After about 5 minutes I saw some white guyís ass. Another 10 and some chick was riding the hell out of some dude. This was making me sort of uncomfortable. I mean I didnít want people thinking I was watching porn, thatís kinda creepy. Plus this is Rome, anyone who has taken a classics course knows itís only a matter of time before the gay sex starts.
Having lost my first challenge, I pulled out my second weapon. Actually it was just my DS my wife handed me up from the seat behind. This was promising, we had just bought Apollo Justice and I am a huge fan of the series. But then I was foiled again, this time by uncharged battery. I was desperate, White Chicks was closing in all around me and I was trying not to laugh at any of the god-awful jokes. I know that my sanity depended on it.
Luckily several things happened. 1) We stopped at a rest stop 2) I got some guy to switch seats with me so I can be next to my wife (thanks some guy!) and 3) I stole my wifeís DS as soon as she put down My Sims *yoink*. Finally there was some Justice be done, and I was just the Apollo to do it.
I got through the first part of the first case before I was defeated by my greatest enemy, car sickness. I have to say I really love the game so far. Luckily at this point White Chicks was over and they put on Hitch, which wasnít that bad. It was actually Oscar material after White Chicks.
We finally got to the rest stop in Pompano where we were getting off and my sister-in-law had the wrong time. So I fired up Apollo Justice again and got some good ways through the second part of the first case.
I was still loving it, the first villain really cracked me up, even if they were a bit heavy handed with the jokes on her last name. I actually got disappointed when they arrived to pick us up. Apollo Justice is one of those games where you actually donít want them to change anything. They evolved it a little, and from what I like it from what Iíve experienced so far. The real fun in these games has always been the story and solving the cases. So all they really need to do to keep people like me happy is to swap out the old cases for well written new ones. At this they have succeeded.
At the end of the night I got to try NYPD Pizza which was a real treat and even had one of their award winning peanut butter pies. So there was a happy ending after all.
I wrote this in a hurry, will edit when I get back from wherever it is I am going??? read