Once upon a time, I was on Bourbon Street in New Orleans getting shit-faced (and believe me, they don't just party out there on Mardis Gras, they do it every goddamn night, weather permitting) when my phone rings, and it's a friend of mine telling me how he waited in line all night to get a Wii and he got one, and he proceeded to ramble for ten minutes about how worth it the wait was and how awesome the Wii was. Then he asked me what I was up to. I was like "Oh, I'm on Bourbon Street right now and I'm fucking hammered."