All In A Day’s Work

I’m on my way to grab quick lunch with one my pals from work. We get to talking about Arkham Asylum. He’s beaten it many moons ago, meanwhile I’m stuck at somewhere in the neighborhood of barely started and waiting to see Poison Ivy.

Me: Hmm..not since Monday. (it’s Thursday)
What happened?

It hits me. I remember. I live with a woman. I’m married. Another being with my DNA on this Earth is waiting to erupt in a shitstorm of diapers, bottles and….shit.

I get to thinking of my days of playing and mowing through games like kid on christmas. I would have games beaten so fast it would make my friends head spin. I’d have it beaten and I’d be on the ‘do everything clear everything unlock the bikini for the girl’ playthrough by the time they’d ask me what I thought of the ending.

What happened?

Sometime after graduating my life grew up around me. I got the great job. I met the great girl. We got the great house, etc, etc…but…

What happened?

It’s a moment that will happen to a lot of us. At some point you’ll ask yourself what the fuck happened. What happened to me being the man to ask about how to beat the boss with the thing that makes him impossible except not for you who already beat him and are onto the next game. Now I’m the dude my friends ask about lawn care.

I still play my games. I do have time. My gal, who has no interest in gaming whatsoever understands my inner child (read: inner game/internet fiend) needs to come out and play. I make sure that she’s my priority though.

A great man once said Poon before Purples. If you know what that means…then you know what I mean.