Podcast 31 - I’m going to write a country song about the three red lights

Summary: At first our love was exciting like Christmas. I’d tear the celophane off a new game in sweet anticipation and slip a hot new disk in her ready, waiting drive - it was magic. For hours we’d play and play, my hands deftly working all of her buttons. Our scores and achievements were the stuff of legends. Then one day, she didn’t say a word - just three red lights. I know a Dear John letter when I see it. I’m sorry! Why do you have to leave me, 360? Wasn’t your place of honor on my entertainment center good enough? I can change, baby - Look, I’ll only play first party titles, I promise. Do you want more DVD play time? That crappy little Samsung player meant nothing to me, baby. She was just $60 at Target, I just couldn’t pass it up? I could only use you so much. Damn you, I’ll never love another console again…