So last Tuesday (last week) my buddy Art brought over Microscope again, along with his 7-year-old daughter. We unleashed his kid and my kid unto the wilderlands of her bedroom; while those two played, Art, my wife, Art's buddy Russel and I set about an exercise I've long yearned to do:
Re-writing the Star Wars prequel-era history, and cleaning up George's mess.
So how'd we do? You tell me. I tried typing up a summary but screw that, here are the notes.
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Man, this was some fun. It was cathartic in a variety of ways -- it gave me the gamer interaction that I craved, it let me mix it up creatively, and I got to slap the prequels right in their ugly mouth and say, "THIS is how you do it, ya dumb bastards!"
...aaaaahh. MORE GAME!!!!!!!!