To Wii or not to Wii.
I was walking in the 42nd Street subway station last night, and in the distance I spotted a man handing out pamphlets that said:
Free Wii.
My heartbeat quickened. Visions of me lazing about the apartment, playing Super Mario Galaxy danced in my head. I stepped up my pace, approaching the man with a determined glint in my eye.
It wasn't until my arm was outstretched, palm open to accept the man's offering, that I noticed that the flyer actually said:
Free Will.
Apparently, the pamphlet was one in a series of pseudo-philosophical-maybe-Scientological-mumbo-jumbo, and not an incentive from the Church of Nintendo.
I was much less excited.
Free Wii.
My heartbeat quickened. Visions of me lazing about the apartment, playing Super Mario Galaxy danced in my head. I stepped up my pace, approaching the man with a determined glint in my eye.
It wasn't until my arm was outstretched, palm open to accept the man's offering, that I noticed that the flyer actually said:
Free Will.
Apparently, the pamphlet was one in a series of pseudo-philosophical-maybe-Scientological-mumbo-jumbo, and not an incentive from the Church of Nintendo.
I was much less excited.
posted by Adam at 11:07 AM
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