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I am now the proud father owner of a 60GB PS3.
Well... not really proud, since the only reason I got one right now is because they're dropping backwards compatibility from future revisions of the console, and I want the best BC I can get. I mean, no sense in keeping a PS1, PS2, and a PS3 all on my precious shelf space if I don't need to, right?
It's supposed to be some kind of Christmas present or something, but nobody wanted to shell out the money for it right at the moment, so I had to plunk down the cash myself.
And when it arrived, of COURSE I had to set it up just to make sure it worked with PS1 and PS2 games and everything else, before 60GB PS3s with the Emotion Engine chip cease to exist (or sells for $1000 on eBay...)
... and it's still set up here, and I'm using it to play upscaled PS2 games and watch videos and stuff. And likely here it shall remain, although I won't be getting any actual PS3 games until the holidays. Still, something seems weird about it all...
I don't know why, but I fear this thing.
It's big and black and scary. And expensive. And I'm really not supposed to have it yet so it feels like I'm breaking some cosmic law that will come back to haunt me.
But, it actually is a pretty swanky thing, what with wireless controllers (that have rechargeable batteries in them, all right!) and upscaling PS1 and PS2 games to look prettier, and being able to use those 60GB to store movie files on to watch on TV.
... I just don't like being alone in the living room with it late at night by myself =(
P.S. FFT ♥
Well... not really proud, since the only reason I got one right now is because they're dropping backwards compatibility from future revisions of the console, and I want the best BC I can get. I mean, no sense in keeping a PS1, PS2, and a PS3 all on my precious shelf space if I don't need to, right?
It's supposed to be some kind of Christmas present or something, but nobody wanted to shell out the money for it right at the moment, so I had to plunk down the cash myself.
And when it arrived, of COURSE I had to set it up just to make sure it worked with PS1 and PS2 games and everything else, before 60GB PS3s with the Emotion Engine chip cease to exist (or sells for $1000 on eBay...)
... and it's still set up here, and I'm using it to play upscaled PS2 games and watch videos and stuff. And likely here it shall remain, although I won't be getting any actual PS3 games until the holidays. Still, something seems weird about it all...
I don't know why, but I fear this thing.
It's big and black and scary. And expensive. And I'm really not supposed to have it yet so it feels like I'm breaking some cosmic law that will come back to haunt me.
But, it actually is a pretty swanky thing, what with wireless controllers (that have rechargeable batteries in them, all right!) and upscaling PS1 and PS2 games to look prettier, and being able to use those 60GB to store movie files on to watch on TV.
... I just don't like being alone in the living room with it late at night by myself =(
P.S. FFT ♥
