Tag Archives: Video Games

A Bit Surreal

Does your life ever seem surreal? Like, you stop doing whatever you’re doing for just a moment just to ask yourself: “How did I get here?” This question never comes in a negative tone for me, but it happens more often than I’d like to. It actually happened just two minutes ago as I left the room where my wife and her cousin are playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3.

I don’t know know why this happens to me. I’ve come to think that it may have something to do with the fact that I’m so far away from the world I grew up in, that sometimes I feel like everything around me is just a dream. A good one, no doubt- but different nonetheless. Could it be possible that I actually miss my roots? And even if I did, what’s the point? There is nothing left of my childhood’s environment. It’s just me, my gal, and whatever is forward.

Okay- I need to go back before they notice I’ve been gone for too long.

-Mrs. This One

Having a Guy Sleepover

Will I be able to publish this post before my battery bails on me? Only time will tell. . .

I hear I’m not the only one who felt like Christmas was really nothing this year. What the hell is happening to us? Even in joyous times, we’re not enjoying ourselves. What does that say about us? The kind of people we are? The world we are leaving to our children? Our grandchildren?

We are having our little cousin over for what he termed a “guy sleepover:” cereal + videogames + electric guitars. And I thought guys only watched porn during sleepovers- or maybe that was just horny guys. Anyhow, I, of all people, should not stereotype.

Oops! It seems it’s my turn at the controller- Catch y’all later!

-Mrs. This One

Kids and Video Games

So lately, I must admit, my wife and I have been consumed in Call of Duty. What doesn’t surprise me is the lack of any school work I’ve gotten done this week, but what does surprise me is the fact that on occasion, we’ll hear little kids playing against us! This isn’t really what disturbs me. I played video games when I was little (granted it was N64, not killing Nazis and getting blown to pieces by tanks…). What really gets me is the teenagers that play against these kids.

Today, I heard an older kid (they have headsets; we do not) say, “Hey, Jason45, does your Dad touch you? It’s ok, you can tell us if he does. It doesn’t make you a f*ggot.” Jason45 sounded about eight years old. He stopped talking after this. I can’t believe that people would use this language with such a little kid.

My wife and I have already decided that our kids will not be getting video games. Especially not any that involve blood, guts or online gameplay.

-Mrs. That One

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