game console, lcd widescreen hdtvIt’s a dreary winter day outside, being a Sunday four of us are sitting on the coach staring at the LCD widescreen HDTV as a 6 foot tall 22 year old wearing sweat pants and an orange tee-shirt pulls the game console controller back initiating his WWII fighter up into the air into a loop as a pursuing group of prop propeller powered fighters try and stay on his six. This is the same move he has done over and over again to evade their firing mini-guns. The tally is it has worked four times and failed five. As the bright sun shines off the LCD widescreen HDTV, a ting from the first digital bullet bounces off the fuselage. Soon his shinning aluminum plane is smoking and about to stall out.

This is it, one of the roommates says smiling towards the person holding the game console controller. Not quite yet, he gets up adjusting in the corner couch. A fraction of a second later, his plane explodes and a menu asking to restart or exit pops onto the screen. I get up and tell him that is about as much game console dog fighting I can watch in one sitting. Glancing out the window, it is still raining so any outdoor activity is pretty much out. What about the driving range, someone suggests.

I think for a moment. That would be fun but what about a putting competition right here in the hallway. My putter is sitting in the closet inside a golf bag with tens of balls. The only thing we are missing is a hole to shoot for. It would have been nice to have the Wood Putter by(Pack of 1) I found while browsing YaYa Golf at http://www.yayagolf.com/ but we instead use an empty wide mouthed soup can pulled from the trash and anchored against the front door, ten feet from where we are going to putt from.

So now all of us apart from the orange tee-shirt friend are standing in the hallway ready to compete in a putt off. Sweats is still hammering away on the game console trying to beat a level. I start first putting the ball a bit off course and it misses the can. Right before the next guy puts the sounds of a plane buzzing the ground explodes out of the home theater. We all look back and tell him to turn it down. He does and the competition continues. The third roommate nails the cup first putt. Hands in the air, he now reels off ideas for the next activity.