At this very moment, I am thinking of a number. Eight (8). Not really sure why... The weekend is upon us and on Monday we're observing MLK Jr. Day. Speaking of which, listen to "MLK" by U2 on Monday. It's the one song that I would hum to myself as a way of giving myself good luck before most events or excursions. Not sure why, but I sing it now... but only to myself (when no one is looking). I can't even remember the last time I "hummed."
This is an odd transition, but I have a question. What in the world happened to all of the arcades? The real ones. The ones that had video games that didn't require more than a quarter or two... I remember a time where quarters lived their lives (and realized their true calling) in the dark rooms of The Gold Mine and Spaceport. Are the minds of gamers today so advanced and arrogant that "Defender" and "Commando" and "Tempest" are any less fun and challenging than they were 20+ years ago? Why did they have to disappear? Like the dinosaurs, the majestic table top "Galaga" console and upright "Centipede" withered away and are now fossils hidden underneath Game Stops and Best Buys. Where am I going with this? Uncertain at the moment... It was just a question.
It's chilly, if not very, very cold outside. This, I like... I respect. I appreciate the weather. Looking outside my window, the sun is smiling... Shining bright, actually. Through the tree branches, through the blinds in the window, on my shoulder... It's a nice way to wrap up a Friday afternoon. I just know that the birds are happy.
Not that any of this is remotely relevant to anyone who would stop to read this, but I would pit "Tempest" against "Gears of War" any day of the week.
- simple mind
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