Sometimes you have to take a moment in your life, rip open the toys you got from friends and play pretend. My Noble Six and Master Chief got a little carried away after a drunken joy ride in Nikole’s Ghost. Poor Spartan. Don’t drink and drive, folks. It’s deadly.

It’s rare that I ever do better than last place on Halo. Last night, however, was totally different. I totally kicked ass. Just between you and me, though, this isn’t really 100% accurate because I jumped on a giant mass drive whatever cannon first so I could steal all the big points. Don’t tell anyone. The moral of the story is that I still suck at video games and the moral to that story is if you tell anyone that I kind of cheated, I’ll cut your face.

I love it when great classic American literature meets great classic American video games.

Nikole likes to take masterful photographs of her Halo friends, so my Master Chief decided to invite them over for some fun. Stay tuned to find out what happened (we haven’t decided yet).

OMG JETPACKS. AND SHIELD THINGS THAT KEEP YOU FROM GETTING SPLATTERED. AND CLOAKING. AND HAMMERS. And pianos in the background. I like pianos.

I like how I can finally play with my birthday present and no one notices or makes fun of me, because they do it, too.

Best button pin (whatever you call them) ever. Only nerds will get it.

Speaking of nerds, I haven’t watched the finale yet to Real Housewives of New Jersey and I’m SO EXCITED! It’s so hard to avoid reading all the spoiler articles. Ahhh!