Old people unite!

Thank God for 2old2play.

As my first blog on this site, I just want to announce how at home I feel with my fellow aging gamers.  I look forward to not dealing with people young enough to be my kid with a bad case of CAPS-itis and serious Turret's syndrome.  I'd much rather deal with obscenities in all caps from folks who are too old to turn over my knee; they generally know what the words mean and can string together much more coherent blasts of curse words (which is a specialty of mine, btw).

So here, finally, is a place where the people who remember the Atari as more than a dusty box in Dad's closet can come together. . .to take over the world!!!!  Yes!!!  Global domination for the not-so-old-elderly gamers, where you're not allowed to speak until spoken to until you get a driver's license!!!  People with jobs, and houses, and diplomas can come together here in this hallowed place to discuss things that have absolutely no relation to what happened in third period gym!  I'm hearing some singing angels over here.  Can you hear them?  Maybe my ears are going bad.  Anyway, all the love for whoever thought this up.  You are truly the man.  Or woman.  Or whatever.

Okay, well, I'm getting a little choked up now.  I gotta go.
See ya.
Krewsked77

*Note:  I am living proof that you don't have to be any good whatsoever at gaming to enjoy it.  You see my gamertag, Lady Ev?  Yeah, remember that.  Unless you just want to socialize while blowing the living crap out of stuff, dodge me on Xbox live, because I suck.  End note.*