After many months, and many, many RIDGE RACER! jokes, the Playstation 3 is finally where it belongs: cemented firmly in my gameroom.

Believe it or not, I actually got this one (as well as the games) at sale price.  It's quite a story too.  My parents are in the Air Force, and recently the BX at our base got a shipment of (wait for it) 4 whole PS3s. (Just FOUR.)  Anyways, due to the demand for them, the base did what I believe to be the smart thing and had a drawing.  Now, keep in mind, this was not a drawing to OWN a PS3, it was a drawing to have the chance to buy one.  As it turns out, my parents put their name in the drawing box a few billion times by the time it was over.  Regardless, I was shocked when I found out that they had won.  Even more so when they won the second time.  I believe they let someone else buy the second PS3, but only after I made sure that the first was safe within my kung-fu grip.

I've yapped enough, here are some very terrible pictures of Sony's newest console. (And games, everyone loves games.)

Here it is, sitting in all of its black, glossy, very dusty glory.  My PS2 and Xbox are currently in a heap on the floor.

Teh top view.  Black glossy things are frigging dust magnets.

My 3 games, two of which were Christmas presents, and the Blu-Ray movie Telledega Nights (I don't entirely care if I spelled it right.) which came with the PS3.

The start-up screen, showing the sweet Resistance background.

A big giant mechanized spider-type thing.

And now I'm fighting it.  Looks a lot like Lost Planet.

BFG

Random chaos

My kitty cat.

There you have it.  I'm still in shock that I actually got one, and I didn't even have to pay a ridiculous price on Ebay.  To tell the truth, I had almost given up hope of getting one at all.  A few more weeks, and I would have bought an Xbox 360.  Funny how things turn out.