I was in a really…feisty mood for most of Friday, so I thought it might be appropriate to throw out some rants and raves. Especially now that I’ve calmed down a bit. I get worked up sometimes. =)
- RAVE: My wife rocks. Seriously. Figuratively. Even literally (on Guitar Hero). We had a few free evenings this week, which is rare these days. Know how we spent them? Watching Conan the Barbarian, Conan the Destroyer, and playing video games. And she stays cool and calm despite raging hormones and a little boy in her belly that wakes her up all the time and makes it hard to see her toes. I am a very blessed man.
- RANT: This one is on Jenny’s behalf. Although common sense would dictate otherwise, some people walk up to Jenny and tell her how big she’s getting, as if they see such a statement as complimentary. Trust her, she is very aware, and you’re not helping.
- RAVE: If I drop $60 on a new video game, I want to be able to play it for at least 60-80 hours, preferably 100+. When you find games like that, your entertainment value per dollar is huge, especially compared to other activities such as concerts, sporting events, or going out to a movie. I found a PlayStation 3 game that’s absolutely huge, maybe 150-200 hours. It’s a role-playing game called Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion, a typical RPG set in medieval times with fighting, quests, magic, weapons, armor, dungeons, and all that good stuff. I spent a significant part of my time off this week immersed in that game.
- RANT: I had several more, but I’ve decided to let them go for now in an effort to be less judgmental and more tolerant. It’s easy for me to forget that while many people disagree with me on any given issue, their disagreement doesn’t automatically make them wrong. Today I’ve been irritated by the FAA office that oversees Southwest, my neighbors, family members, my dog, my cat, video game designers, and the ATC tower controllers in Detroit, among others. But five years from now, will any of those irritations matter? Will I even remember any of them? Probably not. Thank you, Jenny, for helping me stay grounded.