After Shabbat had ended, as I was doing something on the computer, I got a phone call. While I took the call, Elie turned my laptop computer around to face him and began playing one of those games on the computer where you aim a colored ball and if you place it correctly, all adjacent balls of the same color evaporate.
I finished my call and went to sit down. Elie kept playing. “Are you almost done?” I asked.
“Almost,” Elie answered.
A few minutes later and more rounds, “Much longer?”
“Soon,” Elie answered.
I got another phone call and when I returned, Elie was deep into his second game, having won the first one with more than 200,000 points racked up. We went through the “almost” and “soon” a few more times and I made some comment about his playing the game quite well.
At that point, my youngest son answered, “he’s in artillery; he knows how to shoot.”
Well, when I finally got my turn, I decided to play the game Elie says he “always wins.” I’ve lost 10 times already; my highest score is 28,000 and I’m seriously thinking of how I can get revenge for his getting me hooked.
And, as for the answer to how it’s possible to get 200,000 points…I guess it’s because “he’s artillery; he knows how to shoot”…or…maybe, in a week or two or three or four, I’ll figure some other answer.
Forget it. Our kids will always be better at those games than us. It doesn’t make a difference how long you play, they will be better.
Funny and sad at the same time.