But the excitement of opening a console on christmas day was pretty much the pinacle of childhood memories, right? Was there a more universal experience than this one?:
As someone who gets things sent to them in advance (for review purposes) those remnants of childhood remain but it's not the same. My wife (who has asked to be called Dragon - her "gang" name - in this blog. Yup, Dragon.) got a glimpse of it last week when my PS4 and Xbox One arrived, pre-launch. Assimilating it into my entertainment center was still exhilarating. Firing it up for the first time, seeing the loading screen, hearing the sound effects, it all still brought a big smile to my face. But it's nowhere near the irrational, emotionally charged feeling of shredding the wrapping paper on the biggest box under the tree, knowing full-well what's inside but still acting totally surprised when you see what it is.
I'm writing this before i leave my office to head over to the Xbox One launch in times square. Xbox always does a good job with the pomp and circumstance of a launch (i have two Halo launches and two Gears launches under my belt, this is my first Xbox launch) so i'm excited to see what's in store tonight. I'll say hi to Major Nelson, i'll get my picture taken, i'll go kick ass on the game demos (because i'll be playing against people who are playing the games for the first time while i've had them for a week heuheuheu) but my favorite part is gonna be seeing the kid - who somehow convinced his parents to take him to the shindig - getting his Xbox One. Adults just don't get the opportunity to love life like that kid is going to at midnight.
T-minus six hours. See you in the next generation, fellas.
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