I’ve been playing video games for as long as I can remember, and they’re a huge part of my life. Maybe too big of a part of my life, in fact. I remember playing this baseball game on the original Gameboy with my friend Nick, who’s my mom’s best friend’s son. He and I were both around the age of three or four and we thought it was super cool even though we didn’t know how to play. When it was time to leave, I was super upset because I was fascinated with the game. Nick’s dad worked for Microsoft until they recently laid him off. They couldn’t find any jobs, so they had to move down to Las Vegas. Once he was there, he approached and old friend and now he’s working at a successful las vegas special use permit business.
The first video game that was truly mine was the Gameboy Advance that my grandparents bought for me when I was six. I still have it to this day, and I still enjoy the games just the same. It’s weird to think that the games lasted for 11 years, because most newer consoles are only designed to have a short lifespan. They got the Gameboys from a flea market with a little tupperware dish full of games, and there’s about 20 of them now that I’ve purchased a few more and added them to the collection. Naomi got one too, and our favorite game to play originally was Pokemon.
I had Red and she had Blue, and if we had the proper link cable (which we didn’t) then we could have battled with each other and traded. They actually have more than a few GBA emulator apps that you can download for your phone, and you can just find ROMs online for free so there’s no reason to go out and buy a new Gameboy Advance or games for it. I just enjoy the existing one, because of the nostalgia tied to all the games I have for it. When I was 7 or 8, my uncle got me a Gamecube for Christmas. It was my first actual console, even though it was a Nintendo product so I could only really play family and kid games.
There’s a few things that made this summer pretty great, but I can’t put it at the highest spot purely because of its brevity. This summer just seemed way shorter than any of the other ones. I remember vaguely what I did each summer for the past few years, so rating them shouldn’t be too difficult. I’m only doing five summers, so sorry 2011. Maybe next time I’ll make a top 10 list. In five years, of course. My all-time favorite summer was 2015, right before freshman year. I spent pretty much every day with my cousin gabe, and all we did was hang out and play games until 3am and skype girls from all over the world. We had tons of online friends, so there was always something to do.
There’s plenty more things we did, but they were dumb and I’d have to explain a lot so I’ll just say that they were silly but we would always burst out laughing. One thing I vividly remember was these annoying girls from New York named Sam and Layla who would spam call just to be annoying. Gabe and I would group call them on skype and then put our phones next to each other, so they would hear each other and then the sounds would echo and start screeching extremely loudly. I would cry from laughter, even if it does sound extremely dumb. He and I used to talk about moving to Vegas and starting our own microbrewery, even if we knew nothing about alcohol.
I looked online recently just for kicks, but actually found an amazing places for a liquor license. This summer would be second place, because I not only got to go to wild island, a bag sale, and the drive-in (multiple times), but because I also go to do them all with my best friend Steph. Doing stuff with gabe used to be okay, but he just acts dumb in public because he has no shame so it’s super embarrassing a lot of the time. Plus, on top of everything else, I get to go to the arcade this upcoming Saturday.
We’ll start off with my history in pottery. Pottery is actually really fun to me. I’ve always had a sort of affection for clay, I just like the way it looks and feels. I forget the exact name of the place, but in Oregon I went to this pottery place where you could purchase pre-sculpted dishes or anything and then you just got to paint them and take them home. One time I actually ran into my buddy who works at the most reliable air conditioner repair in sparks nv. My sister got a sculpt of a cat laying down, which was pretty dumb. What a waste. Cats aren’t even real animals, they just sleep. If they were humans, I bet they would binge watch netflix and leech off of their parents even in their mid-30s.
I got a gecko, because lizards are way cooler than cats. It has a hole in the bottom so you can hang it from anything, so I would use a small tack and hang the lizard. This way it looked like the gecko was climbing up my wall, even though I’m pretty sure I painted it orange so nobody would even think it was real. It could have been green, too. That would have made more sense for a gecko. My uncle knows a ton about pottery and he loves it, so if I wanted to, I could just head to pottery barn and he could show me how to work a kiln and make some cool vases or something.
I did homeschool for the second half of both 6th and 7th grade, and one of my classes was an art class where they sent me clay that only dried after you got it wet. By the end of my school year, I had built a few vases made from coils, and one or two dishes. I made this one dish that was a small plate that had ridges on the sides so things couldn’t fall off, and it even had their initials with a heart in the center. The heart actually cracked perfectly down the middle so now the plate is just a sad metaphor for their relationship.