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| Worth the wait. |
The one
really good thing about my grandpa's house was that he was always on the
bleeding edge of technology. Now, he honestly is not the most
personable person and he definitely did not like sharing his toys. I
mentioned before that we called him grandpa quack because he didn't
really talk to kids, if we tried to talk to him, and this is true to
this day, he would not really be interested so in the part of the
conversation where he was supposed to respond he would just quack. He
also did not like or did not like joke but to show you that he
recognized what you said was supposed to be funny he would fake laugh
by kind of tisking a few times while he wore a strained smile. So
trying to get a read on him was a little bizarre, is really bizarre,
and I was never sure of how he really felt about anything. I have
since come to suspect he is probably a little Autistic but not so bad
as to notice right off the bat. I have come here to day not to talk
about my grandpa but of our great shared love of computers. He always
had the newest and best and loved them so much, he never wanted us to
touch them. That, of course, means I wanted to touch it even more. We
were not allowed to play on his computer while he was gone incase we
messed it up, I remember specifically him warning us not to touch the
mouse while the computer was booting or else it would ruin it. I
always wanted to play with it so badly that sometimes I would just go
in and sit in his office chair and stare at the black screen and wait
for him to come home. The only game he on this computer, was Battle
Chess, which if you are unaware is like regular chess except the
pieces are animated and act out cool killing sequences when you
capture a piece. My brother and I were not very good at chess but we
did like watching the action so we would set up the board over and
over just to see every piece kill the others. Pretty much did that
for hours because the other programs were just spread sheets, word
processor and some really boring vocabulary game. But to a nerd a
computer is a computer is a computer and as the sailors say, any port
in a storm.
