These are actual things I’ve heard my Dearly Departed say while playing “the game”…
When asked by our 10 year old Daughter - “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to the undercity so M can barf on me, and I can barf on him”…
(Seriously, too much “candy” will do this to you, it’s not just Dum Dums and Snickers bars…)
Just a short post. I found this to be wildly entertaining.
My Dearly Departed is partaking in his “candy”. I asked him what he was working on…
“I’m trick or treating”.
Really?
See, I told you “the game” was “candy”.
And to think – there are other WoW Widows out there with a sense of humor. Who’d a thunk it…
Ok, so this post isn’t totally Widow related - - - but, I saw this video of 4 middle-aged men who refuse to grow up, and I drew the conclusion that any responsible WoW Widow would.
Some people look to recapture their youth by playing video games incessantly – others decide to break out the dance moves they used in the early 90’s to make them famous. Whatever works for ya buddy. Whatever.
By the way, one other parallel I noticed – they all seem to be miming moves from the Napoleon Dynamite movie – which is yet another piece of media only fully understood by middle-aged men (and women, let’s be fair here…) that refuse to grow up.
Get Your Own Tots – and enjoy the video.
As you may or may not know – the Dearly Departed and I have moved. We’ve been in the process of moving for about a month now.
Today we finally moved all the larger items over – you know the basics: bed, table, television, computers…
One thing that was left at the other house…the power cord for Dearly Departed’s Lap top. Luckily the thing had a full charge on it – and he’s got about an hour’s worth of Candy left.
Not sure when I’ll tell him that the cord is in the glove box in the truck…or is it?
I’m sitting here in my chair in our newly emptied house – you see we are in the process of moving and most of our “little” things are at the new house – but big furniture, beds, desks – and well internet access – are still at the old abode.
I’m tired. My legs hurt. I can barely stand up.
Dearly Departed says he feels the same way.
So here we sit. It’s quiet, (the TV is at the new house), it’s relaxing – we are enjoying some quiet moments.
I’m bored.
Dearly Departed must feel the same way because he’s picked up the laptop and is now indulging in some “candy” before bedtime.
My mind is racing from one thing to the next – I have so many things to do…and that’s when it hits me.
I could never play “the game”. It takes to long to complete any one thing. My brain isn’t wired that way – I’m constantly moving, ideas constantly evolving, thoughts darting from one subject to the next.
I’d never be able to finish a quest that takes an entire year to perform in order to get a special flying mount (I’m told the prize at the end of this one is a dragon). Heck, I don’t even think I’d be able to run an instance through a dungeon if it took longer than fifteen minutes.
I’m just not wired that way. I suppose I have VGAD disorder…Video Game Attention Deficit disorder.
What was I talking about again????
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