Yesterday's Games

Yesterday I went over to a friend's house and brought my gaming PC. We played this game called Chicken Horse where you jump on platforms that you make as the game hands you different items and traps to use. The game's fun with three players, but it's even better with four. I've never heard us all laugh so hard before which was a lot of fun. The last time I think we laughed this hard was when one of us was playing one of the Alone in the Dark games. There's a scene in that "horror" game where the player character says to a woman "I thought you were dead." She responds "So did I." I don't know why but that got us all busting out laughing. But that was a long time ago. I don't have those friends from back then, they don't contact me anymore since we all broke up. It's sad but that kind of thing happens from time to time. So yesterday was a bittersweet day since it reminded me of those good times. My other friend who's working six days a week, showed me pics of his Steam Deck set up to emulate games. I'm biding my time until the Steam Machine comes out. That will be a good use of my money since I can't buy a PC right now. The industry is bloated with AI taking up all the good RAM in the market. Which means there's little to none for the real consumers. My Laptop works fine but I could use a tune up here or there. An upgrade to the majesty that is PC gaming. I always heard people joke about PC being the "master race" but I was born and raised on console before I was introduced to PC. I always felt as if I was playing catch up with the game industry. I wanted to play retro games that I never had the chance to play. Nowadays, there's too many games to play which makes me worried about the good games that will be burried and forgotten once new stuff comes out. I think I have over six thousand games if I look at all my consoles which is neat but I'll never play them all. I seem to collect games more than play them. So what's the point, another notch in my belt? No, I think I tell myself that I'll play them just like I tell myself I'll read all these books I have on my phone. I just bought sixty, count them, sixty digital books. I know I'll NEVER have the time to read all of them and I only bought the collection for three in a series. What was I thinking spending sixteen bucks on stuff I won't use? Isn't that the folly of the American way of life? Having more than you need? I got off track, I'm happy that I got to see my friend again. I want to do more before I see him next time. I think I'll try to write a bit more once I'm no longer sick. At least with this blog I can get the pages out without worrying about thinking too much. Maybe I can go back to the Artist's Way book. That reminds me, I tried writing in a notebook with pencil and paper, and it felt awful. I thought that it would help me but it just made me feel like puking. I think I'll stick to typing. At least then I can read whatever I wrote. It's like I have to collect every thought in my head and document it. What am I collecting? Anyway, I think it's time to read for a bit. I'll write more tomorrow knowing that I did enough for today. Even if it isn't a lot of words I think I can give myself a pat on the back.