And, yet, I don't get sea or air sick. God, I'm weird.

Okay, this motion sickness thing is fucking ridiculous.

I'm sitting in the chair watching my husband play "Half-Life 2" for the first time. Yes, I know we lose gaming geek cred for having not played them, but he, up until the 360, was more of a PC MMORPG player, and I, as previously griped about, get motion sickness even watching first person shooters.

Now, having never played the Half-Life games, I wasn't aware how utterly awesome they are. I mean, I knew Valve had it together when I played "Portal" (which is gaming perfection, if you ask me), but damn, they make seriously good FPS games.

I couldn't stop watching him play it. Even as my head started pounding and my eyes wanted to cross, I couldn't stop watching. If nothing else, the game is funny as hell. It starts with the dialog and goes right into "exactly how many saw blades does it take to get to the center of that zombie horde?"

But, alas, there was only so much I could take. I took some Dramamine to battle it, but it was too late. I ended up having to lumber upstairs to lie down.

You know when you feel horribly nauseous and suddenly you realize you feel a small burp coming on and you're afraid that if it comes out it won't be alone? Yeah, it was like that.

As I laid there waiting for the room to stop spinning and try to nap while the Dramamine kicked in, there was much cackling from the hubby downstairs admist much gunfire and the odd explosion or two. I haven't seen him have this much fun with a game since "Overlord". (We still run around the house saying in whiney voices, "For the master!")

An hour and a half later, I wake up. There is not only gunfire still pounding through the house, but he hadn't even gotten up to turn on the lights once the sun went down.

That's a damn good game.

It's good enough that I realized I have had enough of this motion sickness crap keeping me away from the violence and mayhem that I deserve. I missed out on so much not being able to play FPSs. From now on, if there is a Saturday that we're home and I'm not working on a project, I'm going to wake up, dose up on Dramamine, and catch up with the rest of the gaming world. The chaos will be mine. Oh, yes, it will be mine.

Besides, "Left 4 Dead" is a zombie shooter. A zombie shooter! That couldn't get more made for me if it was a custom fit bra with retractable blades.

It just means I get to invest in one of those industrial-sized bottles of Dramamine.

That, or I keep a puke bucket by the couch.



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Hey, everyone has their glass ceiling to break through. Mine is first person shooters. It just means I get to use a machine gun to shatter the barrier.