Peter G (sinetimore) wrote,
Peter G

Geekier Than Advertised

I didn't feel like dealing with cooking and cleaning up, so I go out to the lunch counter for dinner.  While talking with one of the girls who works the counter, the subject of video games (always dear to my heart) comes up, and we start talking about Mortal Kombat and other games where the primary appeal was facing off against another person.  Few games capture the spirit of one-on-one competition like fighters.

As we talked about our win/loss ratios, I mentioned a game she hadn't heard of -- Windjammers.  My record in games varied depending on what it was.  MK, I won about 60% of the time.  Street Fighter II, I would say was more like 30%.  But Windjammers, I was Hell on wheels.  Somehow, I just grooved to the game, the controls, I knew exactly what to do.  I know I lost a few, but they weren't many.  I would venture to say that I could count my losses on both hands, and quite possibly on only one.

Like I said, she had never heard of Windjammers, so I tried describing the game.  Then I realized I didn't have to -- Kylie, my IBM S10 netbook I always carry with me, has a movie file of the game in action on her.  So I fired up Kylie and started it so she could see what the game was like.  She said it looked interesting.

I got my food and sat down to read as I ate, and a thought struck me.  I just happened to have on my laptop footage of a video game I used to play and just showed it off on the spur of the moment.

...I try to hang with the homies, but I'm just too white and nerdy....
Tags: art, computers, don't try this at home, fandom wank, self reflection, technology is a beautiful thing, video games
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