Virtually alone
Either I learn to speak the dog’s language, or I start talking to myself in earnest. One more brick in the wall that separates the me from the wii in the family was placed today; the head gamer tracked down the elusive console at a small shop near here. We now officially have as many game consoles as we do television sets.
As a colour-blind non-coordinate, the world of the game console has left me bewildered. Except for a brief burst of interest that had me trying to figure out the pinout for a keyboard so that I could test a Linux distro on a Dreamcast, I’ve never had the sacred fire that sees others in the family leaping mushrooms to catch rings (or whatever it is they are doing).
There’s a tiny DS, that might be a candidate for an eBook reader in another world. I think it has a stylus, and I did turn it on once by accident. The cartridges are really tiny, and it fits in the car. There. Nutshell description.
The Dreamcast died just when I became interested, and no, I didn’t kill it. There was a better deal available at that future store near here, and it disappeared, leaving me with some cables cut into pieces so that I could solder a coloured wire to another coloured wire. Maybe that was the problem.
It was replaced/upgraded to a Gamecube, which is not the same as a Dreamcast; all the games we had purchased were instantly obsolete, and I have no idea what happens to such things. Someday I’ll clean out the basement and there will be all these tiny disks that don’t fit anything else. I’ll put the logic nerve in gear and have a conniption fit, probably.
Then an X-Box came along, which required buying another TV, but it then moved to the living room and the TV stayed downstairs and I am so confused. So now, there are people pretending to punch ghosts in the living room in front of the real TV, only the program isn’t listed in the guide that comes with the weekend newspaper, and the others are saying Oui, or We, or wee or something similar.
As I said, it’s time to practice barking and whining; the dog doesn’t seem interested in game consoles either. Dogs are also colour-blind. Maybe that’s the common factor here.
