I'm watching Jason play Resident Evil 5 right now. He's fighting a big boss that stomps your face if you don't shoot him fast enough. I don't get how boys can spend hours and hours playing the same video game - beat it, only start playing it again... on a harder level.

Then again, he doesn't understand why I need more than one purse, or why I have 14 different pairs of black shoes.

To each their own, I guess.