Child-like Mischief
Some things are just too troublesome to write about in detail when you stand so close to the events in question. Suffice it to say that this year I decided to get a Toy for Christmas. I purchased a Sony PlayStation 3 (PS3). In a way this was an act of madness. I bought the player but I owned no games, no Blu -Ray discs, and no HDTV . I bought it out of anticipation for the release of the Neil Young Archives in 2009. I plugged the PS3 into my stereo and listened to samples from my music collection. Just by replacing my old DVD player with the PS3, the same music on the same stereo with the same connections sounded better. Significantly better. I was amazed and it was out of that amazement in the improved quality of sound (not image) that I became a child again. I was spontaneous, in the moment, blazing a karmic path to maximize my PS3 experience. The path soon included a 42-inch HDTV. This brought with it some complications that I don't care to flesh out. Let's just say a