Call of Duty

I woke up around 1 this morning to what sounded like a plane crashing near my house. It was a street sweeper. I can’t think of a bigger waste of money. Isn’t that what rain is for? I got up and noticed our front door was ajar. My husband was gone. Was there an emergency? Had he been abducted by aliens? No. He was waiting in line outside a local store to buy a copy of Call of Duty Black Ops 2. I’m guessing the other customers in line live with their mothers and don’t buy Playboy magazines for the articles. My husband,who has been known to fall asleep mid sentence, was able to muster the strength to stand in the cold for the midnight release.

He didn’t do it for himself. Well, that is what he will tell you. It was for our 12-year-old who was sound asleep. My husband also tested the game for our son, of course.