Did I ever tell you about me and my older brother? No? Well... prepare yourself for a brave tale of bravery.
My brother is 3 years older than me. Back in our middle school/junior high school years, we had the reputation of being nerds. I know, right. Nerds! The babes would have nothing to do with us. It was the time of Atari and the Compaq 64. We played Zork for hours in the basement.
We read comic books. We even played football.
Still... we couldn't break away from the stereotype of Geek Extraordinaire. So we decided to do something about it. Something drastic. We began to save our money. We mowed lawns, set up a lemonade on the street corner, we even sold discount tickets to our ventriloquist show with star puppet Danny O'Day!
(Sometimes, late at night, I can hear Danny moving around in my attic, trying to get out)Eventually we had saved $1500.00 dollars to buy one of the first video cameras placed on the market.
And it was time. We had a script ready, but threw it out. We figured, in order to shed our NERD persona, we needed to be sponanteous. Be cool. Be free! Our plan was to make duplicates of this tape and leave them all over the neighborhood and school. It would be the first viral video ever!
Best of all... we would no longer be nerds.
2 comments:
Zork was fun!
Yep! I love Zork. And Zork II. And Zork III.
Can you imagine today's kids playing a game that only consists of words?
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