Ten years have passed, making the PS2 officially an “ol’ school” gaming platform. In related news, I finally found the power cord to my PS2. It had been lying behind my Xbox 360, in a massive tangle of wires. 
Naturally, I immediately drew out my PS2, dusted it off, and turned it on. Inside, was white gold: my missing copy of Simpsons Season Eight Disc One. You know how you know something is somewhere in your apartment, but you just can’t find it, and it drives you crazy? You imagine someone stole it, or it was mistakenly thrown out, but it’s there, waiting for you.
Now: I traded in nearly every game I had to buy my 360, but there were three titles they wouldn’t take: Final Fantasy VII, Finaly Fantasy VIII and GTA: San Andreas. I still have them. Meaning: instead of playing Final Fantasy XIII, I could be playing Final Fantasy VII. Why would I chose between the two? Because it’s the same difference between watching Robocop and watching Robocop 3.
I finally got to the point in Final Fantasy XIII where I can play as Snow again, which is awesome. He’s the most interesting hero by far in the game. Case in point: early in the game, he makes a mad lunge for a gun. It was one of those situations where the dude jumps, does a roll on the ground, and ends up with a gun in his hand, which he then uses to blow the back of someone’s brains out. Only: he misses. He does the whole act, but doesn’t pick up the gun. To me, that’s awesome. More awesome, however, is the fact he rides around on a motorcycle made up of two half-naked babe Espers. That’s right: two. And he rides them. Between his legs. Then they transform into two ice-powered bitches and kill shit for him. Moreover: he’s the only one who can block.
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