It's 12:30AM and I've got Warcraft 3.

I got to Fry's about 11:30 and was amazed to see a parking lot full of cars. Wow, I guess there will be a few people here.

I went inside and there were Fry's drones greeting people and handing them flyers about special midnight deals on crap. I ignored the tempting model rocket kits and George Foreman grills and walked over to the software section.

Sitting there was a displa with only a few copies of Warcraft left. Not many people around. I grabbed a copy and thought, "Boy, that was easy and it's not even Midnight yet."

The fry's drones began to restock the displays with more copies and then I moved up to the front of the stores and saw what was going on. I could hold the game before Midnight, but I was not allowed to buy it yet.

Alot of people were buying the big Collector's Edition verison with a bunch of dumb ass stuff inside. Fuck that shit. I only pay extra for the id Software tins...

I waited for a half hour for the clock to hit Midnight. In line was the a expected clumps of 20-something guys with the occasional girlfriend tagging along. People were loudly discussing their experience in the Beta. What suprised me was the number of mothers there. There was at least a half dozen moms there with their young teen sons buying them Warcraft. Now that's love.

Just before H-hour, all 30+ front cashregisters were manned by Fry's staff. Since I had time to kill, I made the rough estimate that there was 200+ people in line to buy the game.

The watch on the lead Fry's drone hit 12:00Am and the selling began. I was in the first wave of 30 to hit the registers. Three minutes later I was walking by the Fry's Door Nazis with a smirk on my face as they asked me to show my receipt. Continued walking right out the door much to there chagrin.

Time to load the game...