midlife crisis
Kirby and the Wife went to a … family park, i think it's called. A big area which hosts a series of rides arranged in a labyrinthine pattern, that make sure that you pass a lot of concession stands. Kirby worked out one of the allegedly rigged games, and won a big ass plush Pokémon—Grookey/Sarunori/Chimpep. When he won it, the Wife sent me a picture of him holding it, and my first thought was, what did either of them do, to justify the purchase of this large Pokémon; a second later, she cleared up the circumstances.
Kirby seems to enter a new stage of his development; as soon as they entered the presises, he wanted to go home again. He did drive a few of the rides, and spent a long time playing with another kid, that didn't understand german—to be fair, neither the Wife nor Kirby understood the kids language—, both were adamant to make the most out of their meeting, and used every method to convey and understand information available to them for two hours.
On the way home they bought a few pots and potting soil to put a few herbs in.
I did some housework, ran the backup scripts—seems a hard disk is about to die, formatted a few photos for the digital frame, and started the re-read Tom Strong comics.
Later Kirby asked how Death Stranding is played. I let him run around on the map for a bit, until he hit a BT space.
We played a round of Scotland Yard, which i won by accident. My prediction was that the Wife and Kirby—who played Person X in tandem—took a whole other path than they did, landing on the space one of my figures came to a halt on.
Alien: Earth's first episode wasn't the overture to Sir Ridley wiping his ass with another page from his oeuvre, and because i thought of Alan Moore1, i remembered what i think he said about writing Saga of the Swamp Thing: I wanted to write more about the environment, but the muck monster stood in the way.
"On my fortieth birthday, rather than merely bore my friends by having anything as mundane as a midlife crisis I decided it might be more interesting to actually terrify them by going completely mad and declaring myself to be a magician." — The Mindscape of Alan Moore↩