I feel as though I should post something profound for what might be (can’t remember…) my first ever post here on the Got-Next blog, but I’m a big fan of whims; often times I live my life on ‘em. So in the spirit of that, I’m going to tell you something: Gears of War makes me feel like a bad-ass. Not your average bad-ass, but a Steroid-injected hardened bad-ass with a pocket full of shells and a handful of grenades. I knew the game was good, but I had no clue just how good until last night.

My first session (of many) playing Gears involved me and my best friend trying out the two-player co-op campaign. From my initial kill to watching my friend use his gun-mounted chainsaw to carve a Locust like a turkey, everything about it impressed me. Dare I say a game hasn’t impressed me in the malevolent way that Gears does since God of War. Everything about this game just exudes awesomeness, and anyone who tells you otherwise is a douchebag or a PS3 fanboy; though I suppose the latter has a touch of douchebag in ‘em by default. While some will argue that the 360 has had several killer apps that warrant buying a console — Oblivion and Call of Duty 2 are both candidates — Gears of War doesn’t just suggest that you should get a 360. It compels you to buy one, because, well, it just kicks ass.

And PS3 fan bashing aside, did I mention how awesome the game is? I love it, and at this very moment while I wait for five o’clock to roll around and the work day to end, I’m already contemplating the joy to be derived in my next round of Gears. It’s almost like waiting for Christmas day.

Not to be outdone, my Wii also got some evening playtime last night as I continued my quest in the Legend of Zelda: The Twilight Princess. I’d rather not have people cry “spoilers!” and point the finger at me, so I will just say that I’m at the part in the game where I’ve finally gotten the Master Sword; that carries its own air of bad-ass, in and of itself. As someone who didn’t care for The Ocarina of Time — I would say hated but I can’t hate a Zelda game — I’m pleasantly surprised at TP in general and the direction of its narration and story. I was almost certain I was going to hate the non-human segments (hey, we all know about the wolf angle by now), but I actually found that I enjoy those. Color me surprised.

A friend of mine likes to say that Nintendo copied Okami with the whole wolf angle, but you know what, he’s one of those friends who’s notorious for being an opinionated dick, so I pay him no mind.

Well anyway, I’ve been ranting and rambling and totally lost track of the time. Looks like the ol’ lunch break is winding down, so I should get back to work. It’s what they pay me for, after all. So until then, I bid you all adieu.