Recently, I’ve noticed that he’s discovered online play via the Nintendo Wi-Fi Connect service. Now, it’s no secret that WFC is considered the most restrictive and broken match-up system of the three, and it’s unimaginable why Nintendo would abuse it’s loyal customers in such an inhumane way.

… until now.

No ass hats, no wankers, no potty mouths, no bratty 12-year olds, and no annoying teenagers. Well, at last on the surface, but even the biggest fuckwad is of no threat if you eliminate all communication between it and its audience.

My brother logs on, hops into a random game, has his fun, and repeats until he’s had his fill. (Or used up his video-game time for the day)

It’s frankly—dare I say it?—ingenious from a parenting point of view.

Touché, Nintendo. Touché.

You know what to do.

(Also, my Wii’s address code is 5238-6968-4962-0503.)

While there were literally mountains of Guitar Hero III bundles for the Xbox 360 and PlayStation available at various retail outlets, I’ve so far had no luck locating a Wii version to purchase. Either RedOctane is screwing with us “casual” Wii gamers, or executing mad-riffs via a Bluethooth remote is on its way to becoming the hottest thing since watching your family members and friends wave Bluetooth remotes around like hyperactive wizards-in-training.

Here’s hoping that my luck improves, because having to put in effort to spend money is just not worth it.