Back in the day when Chicago didn't resemble the arctic tundra, unitdaisy and I were so inspired by drunkgamers.com's garagesaling adventures that we went out about Chicago, scrounging for games. Often we returned home empty handed to post our experiences in the Drunkgamer's Message Forum.

Oh, and for those unfamiliar with the term garagesaling it's simple: you wake up far too early in the morning on the weekend and go out to garage sales looking for something (preferably videogame related) while wishing you were still in bed. You can picture for yourself what drunksaling is. Or just see below.

peccaui: Okay, we kind of skimped this week. I have an excuse, and I decided to portray it in pictoral form:

peccaui: First, I was dragged out to a club late Friday night. I like my whiskey & coke.

peccaui: After getting kicked out around 2:50am trying to order another drink after last call, I stumbled over to unitdaisy's place and enthralled her with stories about some chick's nasty thong. She quickly dozed off - I didn't notice.

unitdaisy: I should have known giving him keys was a bad idea.

peccaui: Sleeptime!

peccaui: We finally left around noon. As luck would have it, right around our respective apartments the Chicago Leatherman convention was roaring into town. And one of our favorite thrift stores converted their baby room to the following:

unitdaisy: Thankfully our late start was still early enough to beat the rush of the sleeping Manhole crowds.

peccaui: And they used up a bunch of floor space that would be best used for video games:

unitdaisy: Mmmm... Leather... We should have picked out a new jacket for you - pretty much anything would be better than what you have now.

peccaui: I was eying one of the Member's Only jackets they had. Oh, we did happen upon this throwback to the NES age though:

unitdaisy: Stop cutting yourself out of pictures! I refuse to be the only humiliated one.

peccaui: As the editor of the photos, I reserve the right to do whatever I like with them. If that means photoshopping myself into a latex catsuit well then, so be it.

peccaui: The next sale we went to ... well, we walked into the garage and were promptly tossed back out on our ass.

unitdaisy: Well they had the door open!

peccaui: It turns out, the sale wasn't happening until next week. And then we took at look at the sales that unitdaisy had catalogued:

peccaui: See any problems with them? Maybe this will help:

peccaui: See all the highlighted sales? Well, none of those sales were for this weekend (except for one that we already missed.)

unitdaisy: Whoops! Well it was an easy mistake and one you didn't catch either, now next week's work is done! I plan ahead!

peccaui: I'm not supposed to catch those errors - I just scan the ads with my patented Geek Sense™ for hints of video games. Dates mean nothing to me.

peccaui: Anyways, with that wrench thrown into our plans, we drifted towards a Blockbuster that had Low Low prices. This copy of Haven actually cost less to purchase than it would have to rent. Score!

unitdaisy: Yup, it was even 25% off the marked price.

peccaui: Who wants free hugs? Real drinkers don't hug - they crush.

unitdaisy: I give lots of free hugs when i drink. Usually to maintain my balance, well they are kind of like hugs.

peccaui: So we finally made it to the next thrift store. They had a smattering of decent gear:

peccaui: Yay. Another Genesis. Throw it on the heap!

unitdaisy: I think we see more of these than any other system - maybe we should be recording frequencey of sightings.

peccaui: Saturn sports games. Nothing to write home about. I probably will anyways though. Mom loves hearing about how Sega is doing, and this should prove to be a classic reminder.

peccaui: Ahh - the Tengen seal of quality. Life has never smelled as sweet.

peccaui: Some people get a bit too wrapped up in Wing Comander. Take this man for instance.

unitdaisy: He didn't even see me take his picture - several times (damn non-intuitive camera power button).

peccaui: unitdaisy says Yes! to robot porn.

unitdaisy: You are just jealous because he liked me better.

peccaui: We managed to hit up one more sale before hitting the bars. Unfortunately, it was about as lame as a three-legged dog.

peccaui: Hot stuff - coming through!

unitdaisy: Another suburban mom spicing up her lovelife with fariy-tale pornography.

peccaui: We wandered by one of Chicago's finer hipster stores - Hard Boiled.

peccaui: Intrigued by the Cex poster in the window, we decided to wander in (this is actually the same place were we found a cheap Metropolis Trade Paperback many moons ago.) Amazingly, we stumbled on this:

peccaui: 2600 cartridges relegated to the status of 8 tracks. As I picked through the dirty cartridges I shed a solitary tear. Then we shuffled over to the closest pub to reconcile this sight.

unitdaisy: The box also contained the sound track to Close Encounters of the Third Kind on 8-track - too bad i don't have a player.

Find of the Week: It wasn't the best of times, nor was it the worst. However, nothing really stands out as a fantastic find. So, by default Haven wins out. When was the last time you saw a next-gen game for ~$5?