It had been a long hard day at work, followed by over five straight hours working over at Jarbo’s place to try and finish the new flight sim cockpits. I was tired and sore, and a bit discouraged that the cockpits were taking longer then I’d hoped. I walked in the house to find my wife standing there in nothing but her bathrobe, an impish look on here face.
“I’ve got something here you’ve been wanting real bad,” she says in a husky voice. From behind her back she pulls…my new Thrustmaster Cougar! Reaching with shaking hands, I move to take this Holy Grail of all peripherals. Closer…closer…my fingers reverently brush the image emblazoned across the box…
Suddenly the radio pops on, ripping away the comforting vale of sleep, and I bolt upright. A deep shuddering breath and I plop back down on the pillow. Throwing my arm over my eyes I groan.
“Just a dream…only a stinking dream!”
My wife rolls over in her flannel pajamas and considers me. “Another Thrustmaster dream, eh?” She ruefully shakes her head, then rolls back over and goes back to sleep.
Come on, Chips&Bits…I ordered it back in December. Ship me the dang thing already! I can’t take much more of this!