What can I say?
Twitter is definitely the worst thing ever to happen to this blog. A lot of the little moments I used to share, I end up tweeting, and rarely do I come here to expound upon those moments. Before Twitter, I’d lament about the most minute experiences. Now I blast them out there and feel less inclined to write about them here.
It’s not the end of the blog. No way. I’m coming back with a vengeance. (Watch this be the last post for another two weeks).
Tonight was Retro Night. Andrea, Luke and I played some Mario Kart 64 battle mode. It started out that way, because Luke wanted to play and in that mode he can just drive off in any direction he pleases. (And I get to use him for target practice. That still makes me a good dad, right?) Andrea took over Luke’s spot for a little bit and I had a blast playing. There was a moment when she pulled off a miraculous shot, and we both cried out in laughter, but I immediately thought about how long it’s been since that game had provided that, and how long it will probably be until the next time.
I would love to have a small group of people that wanted to get together on a regular basis and play old games like this. I don’t see that happening around here. Of course I never expected the GoldenEye Fests to be as popular as they were. That was when the N64 was the new thing though… Oh well. If I can trick Andrea into playing with me once in a while, that’s okay. And if that feeling is rare and fleeting, then I can appreciate it all the more I think.