Guitar Hero Will Ruin You

I have not played video games for along time. Last semester, I didn't even bring down my PS2 to school (I know, the horror!). There is a new game, new to me, called Guitar Hero that has changed my free time usage from that of bettering myself by either playing piano or guitar, reading books, or watching classic movies to relentlessly clicking five buttons atop of a shrunken plastic guitar while staring at a treadmill of colored nipples telling me how to play Jessica or Carry on my Wayward Son. Just by reading that you probably have already picked up your keys to go buy yourself a copy of the forearm killer (now there's 2) but until you have played this marvel of a game laugh at those who do because it is not before long you'll be laughing at yourself too.

Today before my Marketing classes began, I brought up the topic of Guitar Hero, stating that GH is something I am looking forward to this weekend. Overhearing the pathetic itinerary planned for the coming days, several other people jumped in claiming their love (although it's something more along the lines of a crack addiction) for GH. At least I am not the only one stuck GH and its hallucinatory effects. I say hallucinatory effects since when you play the game you are watching the "note treadmill" with hawk eye vision, your eyes get so use to seeing things keep moving up that when you look away from the television and step back into reality, everything around you moves up, as if you are on the floor watching a slow moving elevator. At first, it's creepy but after a while it comes to feel like the post GH euphoria.