Nomad Son has returned safely, nearly fourteen hours late. The skies are brilliant blue today. The air is crystal clear. What a delight to have all the bits and pieces of our family under one roof again.
He’s happy to be back. Undoubtedly part of his inner joy, that part bubbling below the surface of his reserved countenance, has to do with being back in the family nest. The other part, that’s the part that is actually bubbling over, is the WoW (World of Warcraft) extension, Burning Crusade, and his interest to building a Blood Elf avatar.
Don’t ask, I can’t start discussing the detriments and the benefits of playing MMORG (massive multiplayer online role game); it is very layered and complex. Today, I’ll just say, there are numerous reasons (one mentioned here (to be taken with a grain of salt)) both Nomad Son and Limpet enjoy playing these games. Even Nature Girl derives a lot of pleasure discussing strategies and figuring out the intricacies of this game. I find it so far removed from anything I could possibly enjoy playing for more than ten minutes, but I know that I am a Lone Wolf in this household when it comes to blatantly dismissing WoW’s powers of seduction.
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