Goose!
Alternate title, Lazarus, the Xbox.
Horror of horrors, about a month ago our beloved Xbox got a case of the Three Rings of Death.
At Casa de Kirby, this counts as a relationship crisis. What are a husband and wife to do, if they can’t kill alien hordes together? Talk to each other? Perish the thought.
So my super, duper, handyman husband applies some mighty Google-fu to the problem and finds hope. With the proper application of leverage…screws and a soldering iron, it can be fixed. We can make it better, stronger and more heat resistant.
The fix worked. For a month. And then, Three Rings of Death, part deux. This, just as we had slaughtered the zombie horde in Dr. Ned’s Zombie Island, the add-on to Borderlands, one of the bestest gamer’s games ever. Or at least the best recent release. (For one, I actually get to play a female character, the ass kicking Lilith the Siren.)
After some agonizing, we decided that we were going to have to give Microsoft some more of our hard earned pesos. Crap. So we bought a new Xbox. Supposedly this version is immune to the three rings of death.
The couple that games together, stays together. Armed with a spiffy new console, we are marching across Pandora in search of General Knoxx’s Secret Armory.
