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February 17, 2005
You're my Obession
I think its by the Human League, could be wrong. But its definitely about obsessing over certain members of the opposite sex. Child's play, I say. Child's play.
So its a Saturday afternoon, and I am attempting to do some work on my computer. The boy somehow sneaks past his mother and down into the bowels of the basement where I am hiding out.
Of course I can't be bothered, so I come up with an ingenius idea (incompatible means not compatible, so what does ingenius mean?)... let the boy play Halo2 on the Xbox. And the only rule? You can't bother your father for anything or ask any questions about how to play, or I turn it off and you go back upstairs.
Simple enough.
Well, I get engrossed in my work, so it is a while before I look up again. An hour or two has passed.
Then I sneak up behind the boy as he is still playing Halo2.
Well, actually, sneaking at this point is rather tough as he is standing up on the chair and moving around trying to use his body as a visual clue for what his character should be doing.
It surprises me to notice that he has completed two levels and is continuing on.
As I watch with fascination, he commandeers an enemy vehicle and begins to shoot all the bad guys, then shouts out loud, "No one can stop the Destroyer!!!"
Hiding my chuckles I continue to watch as he moves through the game.
He then encounters a situation of certain doom, and stands up and shouts again, "Run away, run away." This goes on for a full half-minute as he escapes the danger.
At this point it occurs to me that he has been playing the game for quite a while, and I have been watching him for quite a while; and I have a wife and two other daughters.
So, back up into the light.
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Well, in a Valentine's day project for the boy's school, he has to say something nice about his father and mother. The nice thing: "They let my play Halo2."
He spent an hour or so building every vehicle in Halo2 out of legos.
He asks me about playing Halo2 whenever I go down to the basement.
He drives his mother nuts by asking her if he can play Halo2, all day long.
In short, he's obsessed. And its nothing as trivial as a fading fancy. The boy has staying power.
And me, well, I'm just the dad that can't let him play the game very much at all anymore. Well, not too much. Wouldn't want to feed his obsession. Probably only once every few days. Or maybe every other day or so. And not for longer than an hour. Unless of course he's almost at the end of a level, or on a really cool part. And maybe a little bit longer, if he stands up and says "No one can stop the Destroyer!!"
Posted by oriondark at February 17, 2005 11:37 AM
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My friend's young son was so obsessed with playing Halo that he would pee his pants when he was playing because he would just not notice he had to go to the bathroom. The punishment was always grounding from Halo but as soon as he was allowed to play again he would pee his pants again. If you have a conversation with him for more than 30 seconds he starts talking about Halo (and now Halo 2).
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