I’m currently working on designing a new video game and talking to a crew at GameStop about where I was going with the project. As I pulled my trusty iPhone to check a message one of the guys noticed my Skyrim wallpaper, and an hour later…
The topic quickly changed to the mega hours we had spent playing that game. Skyrim: Special Edition was a much-needed release for the current consoles. Just in that version alone, we had over 1300 hours invested in that magical land filled with dragons and open quests.
My problem is that I have so many games that fit that ‘love them’ stage it’s too long to list…but I will name my second favorite game…Fallout 4. You guessed it, I have over 400 hours alone in that one…and the other guys had well over 100 hours each as well. You may wonder how I have time to work on anything else, which is funny because I don’t know how I do either.
The point to all of this is that I hadn’t realized how much time I spend in the world of gaming, not counting the design, and now developing. The funny thing is, it doesn’t bother me any. I never get tired of it, and it never gets old.
My house looks like ThinkGeek threw up…well…everything because our house looks like an actual game museum. When I go somewhere I have my MacBook Pro, Xbox One S or my PS4 Pro…on holidays, weekend trips, and the list goes on.
Even when I’m trying to just relax with my wife and catch up on some TV (and have you seen ‘Iron Fist’ on Netflix?…Awesome!), I’m usually reading or scrolling through something about video games, or code, or something in that universe.
I’m pretty sure when my time comes on my tombstone there will be something like, “Game Over…Respawning?” Come on, that’s a good one, what?…I got jokes. I’ll be that old man still designing games, bugging guys at GameStop, and playing Battlefield 12. I can live with that.