So my 6-year-old son wants a copy of the new Super Smash Bros. game for the Nintendo Switch. It's a fun game, but it got me thinking about a video game idea I had ages ago that would be even better.
How about a fighting game with biblical characters? The roster could be incredible. The finishing moves would be awesome. Here are some of my ideas:
The game could be awesome, especially in Solo Mode, when you reach the Revelation Stage.
Among the most ill-conceived designs in video game console history was the Sears Tele-Games version of Pong.
Before all of the sleek-looking boxes to play your video games, there was this version of Pong. It was a box with two knobs on it. Knobs which could be easily reached by your sister, er, opponent.
You see, it was entirely possible for one to simply reach over and fiddle with the other person's hand as the ball approached. You might watch in horror on your 13-inch black-and-white TV as the square pixel, passing as a ball, goes past your paddle. You might punch your sister. A brawl over pong cheating might break out.
You also may never see the pong console again after that night in 1981.
Someday I'm going to have to traverse the route of the Oregon Trail.
You see, along those wagon ruts near Fort Hall or the Blue Mountains and Chimney Rock, I've laid to rest some dear friends and family. I owe them all an apology.
If only I had realized just how deadly cholera, dysentery and typhoid fever were, I would have fed you more than your meager rations. I wouldn't have kept such a grueling pace. I would have spent more time with all of you and less time hunting. (Though I would have appreciated if at least one or two of you had come along to carry meat from time to time.)
I regret trying to ford the river when it was 9.3 feet deep, it seemed like a good idea at the time. Next time I'll trade a wagon tongue to hire the guide. I draw the line at the Barlow Toll Road though, it's still a rip off.
Insert Disk 2 into Drive A: to read the rest of this thought.
My brain is a curious thing. It bounces from place to place, from the exceedingly strange to the terribly mundane. Every once in awhile, something will pop into my head that is just completely out of nowhere. Totally random.