LOL

Yesterday I played my first game of League of Legends against real people.  Our team won which was a bonus, but that’s not what made the game memorable.  It wasn’t that I beat opponents that were real people instead of a computer.  What made this special is that my team was me, Matthew, and a couple of his friends that I know (and they know me).  They all thought it was cool that I was playing.

My recollection of growing up is that if I wanted to spend time with my dad I basically got to tag along while he was doing what he wanted.  The most memorable moments were of us camping and fishing.  I liked the camping, I like being outside and away from everything.  The fishing I could have done without.

The last time I went fishing with my dad was the summer of 1996.  How do I know that?  Well we went to Truman Lake. It was hot.  Really hot. 100 degrees in a boat on a lake fishing is no fun what so ever.  We ended up coming in around lunch time, driving into Warsaw and catching a movie.  I’m glad we caught a movie since we hadn’t caught any fish.  Oh, the movie was “Twister”, and the following image is permanently burned in the “absurd” part of my brain.

Dad tried to be interested in the things I liked, and did try to participate, but it was obvious that he just wasn’t interested.   Not everybody likes historical war board games.  I still like them, but no one else I know does.

Matthew and his friends played the game, while talking on Skype.  I wasn’t hooked into that conversation, which I think is appropriate.  If they needed to talk to me either they sent a typed message via the game, or Matthew would yell from across the house.  Doing something with Matthew that he was interested in and being able to talk about it intelligently with him was something special to me.

Oops. I forgot to make him do his homework first.  Too bad: somethings are more important than homework.