Monopoly Man Strikes again!

Yet another snow day, this time it seemed like it was universal. Not only were public schools closed, but also Universities. Being as big of a deal as it was, I felt the need to do something awesome. My friends came over again and this snow day, we pulled out Monopoly: the board game that was supposed to teach people a lesson, but failed because it was just too much fun.  It had been awhile since I played a board game, so I forgot the process. You know, the process of getting it set up, playing a few turns, having tons of fun, and then all of a sudden everything changes once that first person gets a monopoly and adds hotels. From then on, it became a mission to win and we all started getting really upset with one another, as we watched each other fail or succeed.  We would get angry when someone landed on Free Parking and receive all the money in the middle and we’d be ecstatic when someone landed on our hotels, having to pay over $500 of fake money. But no matter the emotion, it was also some type of anger. The game ended like it did in the past. “I quit, this game sucks.” “I quit too, nose goes for cleaning it up,” and then the argument on who had to clean it all up ignited. This snow day, I learned to play board games with people I hate so I can truly express my outrage.

The Classic: Nintendo 64

So today I did what most wish they could do; I pulled out my brother’s Nintendo 64 and Mario Kart! It was a snow day, and I felt like going “old school”, with a little modern day technology added on the side. I played Mario Kart on a HD TV with surround sound.  Mind-blowing, I know, Mario Kart like it’s never been before.

When I was little, my brother was the one to set up the game, but this time it was my turn. I blew inside the game, to make sure it worked properly, chose the number of players, chose Toad as my driver and then chose the easiest and most fun track: The Mushroom Cup. And within seconds I was having the time of my life. I forgot you didn’t have to wait for anything to load with Nintendo 64s, so the second I plugged it in was the same second I was racing. Later that day, my buddies came over and they brought their 64 games. So for hours and hours, we stayed in the same spot, trying one new game after the next, each bring back memories we couldn’t explain. It was an awesome snow day that made me realize going “old school” is the best way to go.