> > Just some advice from those of us who's wives hate arcade games.
> > Nurture this Tempest thing that your wife has. If it blossoms, you
> > might even find the Tempest in your bedroom somewhere down the road! (I
> > won't go into what you do with a Tempest in your bedroom...)
My wife likes games too (she's in VAPS) but the Tempest stays in
the basement (under the bedroom). I wouldn't want any confusion
about spikes or flyin' down the hole or anything... Did I just say
that? No, must be imagining things.
> I don't think it'll go quite that far. :-)
>
> She tells me she was never allowed to play them when she was a kid. So I
> guess she's making up for it now. I guess I am lucky -- the only
> restrictions I've been given is she wants curtains on all the windows before
> we get any more games, and the next one has to be Centipede.
If she never played as a kid, how does she know she likes centipede? Hmmm?
By all means, get her a game of her own :-) Then she won't complain about
all the other ones.
-- ___ __ _ _ _ | \ / \ | | | || | Engineer/Programmer | _/| || || |_| || |__ " What makes someone care so much? |_| |_||_| \___/ |____) for things another man can just ignore. " -S.H.
