Me & My Katamari sorta kinda stateside

After this little bit of news, Fry's just may become my new favorite hangout, despite the 25 minute drive. One intrepid blogger from the wily depths of the Internet (which is our way of saying we have no clue where this guy is) took a snapshot of an import copy of Me & My Katamari over the weekend, affirming our belief that some prayers--no matter how petty, lame, or selfish--do get answered. It's true that it's an import copy, which means that most of us who can't speak Japanese are fresh out of luck. But those bi or tri-linguists who are itching to flex their character-reading skills may very well want to take a trip for some hot junk ball action at their local Fry's Electronics branch.