11:59pm: The store employees holler out, "One minute y'all!" We've got our ticket so we're not afraid of losing our spot. We've got to get pics of the Best Buy crew rocking out on Jet's Are You Gonna Be My Girl.
12:15am: We make our way up to the spot in line to claim our prize; we're ticket #60. The cashier politely asks us if we want an extended two-year warranty "for your Rock Band?" Oh, she walked right into this: "In case our Rock Band breaks ... up?" Blank stares abound. Well, we'll be here all week, try the veal. $180+ dollars later, we approach the rapidly dwindling pile of Rock Band 360 kits and take ours, #60. Before we leave the store, we approach the demo station to try our hand. It's going to be a long trip home (longer still since we're hauling this thing back to Philly on a train).
12:15am: We make our way up to the spot in line to claim our prize; we're ticket #60. The cashier politely asks us if we want an extended two-year warranty "for your Rock Band?" Oh, she walked right into this: "In case our Rock Band breaks ... up?" Blank stares abound. Well, we'll be here all week, try the veal. $180+ dollars later, we approach the rapidly dwindling pile of Rock Band 360 kits and take ours, #60. Before we leave the store, we approach the demo station to try our hand. It's going to be a long trip home (longer still since we're hauling this thing back to Philly on a train).
