Not a second later, the lights in the whole place turn off. A bright green glow starts shining through the windows from outside; Jen's scared crap ducking under the bar. No one knows what's going on. I mean, I was a part of the U.S Army and been through some crazy crap, but this was weird.

The jukebox somehow turns on. No electricity to the building at this moment….but it starts playing “Don’t Fear the Reaper “by The Blue Oyster Cult; meanwhile the roof of the bar flings off into pieces of debris.

I know this is Oklahoma, but it was no tornado.

It was a damn alien spaceship; and it sucked us right up into it. Jen, Grandpa, Me, and a bunch of things from the bar….Hard to believe, I know, but that's only the beginning. "

Finally, after a few years of playing Halo first peron shooters, we finally get the product that Halo was originally scheduled to be. When Halo: Combat Evolved was first thought up, it was supposed to be made into a real time strategy game, but we all know that ship sailed away a long time ago. So we got stuck with Halo, one of the most popular first person shooters of all time (although I do think it was a good trade off).

I have played it. I can now die happy.

When I first heard that Lips was being made, I held back my excitement: we’d already gotten karoake fun in the forms of Rock Band and SingStar, and Lips didn’t seem to add anything new to the table. More details emerged about the game, such as the ability to sing along to your own songs and the fact that it’d launch with wireless microphones for the Xbox 360. Immediately that caught my attention and Lips was on my radar.