brandver3
04-18-2004, 11:32 AM
My Dad and I have never really seen eye to eye on the subject of video gaming.
To be quite honest he hates video games.
"All video games do are turn hard working people in to degenerate addicted couch potatos with no life skills and no goals or ambition to....." That would be the shortened version of his video game philosophy.
Well, for my 21 first birthday I decided I would like to have lunch at Dave and Busters (a resturant/arcade) with my dad. He met me there. We had lunch, he asked me why I was still with that girl. He bought me a beer. I promptly told him beer was swill, the usual.
So after lunch I told him he had to play House of the Dead 3. Mind you he wasn;t thrilled.
Until he found it it was a light gun game. Apparently my dad wasn't aware that light guns were still used in arcades and , being the hunter that he is, was tickled pink.
For 30 minutes my dad and I actually played a video game. We worked together. Ssaving each other from almost certain parrel. Mutilating zombie swarm after zombie swarm.
He laughed, he jumped, my dad was enjoying a video game.
We beat 3 bosses before his boss called him back to work. So we ended the game and headed to the parking lot. While saying or goodbyes and such he even said we would have to do that again.
It doesn't really matter to me if we ever really do it again. Just knowing that we had a genuinly good time doing one of my favortie things is worth more then anything he could have bought me.
To be quite honest he hates video games.
"All video games do are turn hard working people in to degenerate addicted couch potatos with no life skills and no goals or ambition to....." That would be the shortened version of his video game philosophy.
Well, for my 21 first birthday I decided I would like to have lunch at Dave and Busters (a resturant/arcade) with my dad. He met me there. We had lunch, he asked me why I was still with that girl. He bought me a beer. I promptly told him beer was swill, the usual.
So after lunch I told him he had to play House of the Dead 3. Mind you he wasn;t thrilled.
Until he found it it was a light gun game. Apparently my dad wasn't aware that light guns were still used in arcades and , being the hunter that he is, was tickled pink.
For 30 minutes my dad and I actually played a video game. We worked together. Ssaving each other from almost certain parrel. Mutilating zombie swarm after zombie swarm.
He laughed, he jumped, my dad was enjoying a video game.
We beat 3 bosses before his boss called him back to work. So we ended the game and headed to the parking lot. While saying or goodbyes and such he even said we would have to do that again.
It doesn't really matter to me if we ever really do it again. Just knowing that we had a genuinly good time doing one of my favortie things is worth more then anything he could have bought me.