Life, The Bored Game

I hate fish. If you were to come across a situation in life and say to yourself, "somethings fishy about this," it would mean that something is not right. The definition of not right is wrong, or left, but lefties don't matter so we will stick with wrong, meaning that fish are wrong. I believe my mentor Vince said it best, "stop having a boring tuna, stop having a boring life," which is great except for the fact that I despise tuna, and my life is still boring, so I got to thinking...

What is life? To be completely honest with you, I never really liked the game of life. It was too complicated and not trash talkable. I also was never a fan of Life cereal due to the fact that unless you wolf down the cereal in 60 seconds, it turns into more of a cold porridge, and even Goldilocks passed on that. I did however envy the kid on the box of Life, and wanted to be that kid. LIFE magazine was never in my household, but I would assume its just a bunch of filler articles about semi-current events and politics. The lifetime channel... too easy. Basically what I am trying to say is that life is a soggy mess of a game, with some low budget dramas and maybe a few worthwhile stories thrown in here and there.

Sometimes I think that I am no good at this game of life that we all live. I mean, I could play the game, sure, and I have; but all along, I have felt that there is just something missing. P.S. I always hated playing board games when key components were missing. How hard is it to put the game away, sheesh. Other than focusing on the missing pieces, I sometimes think that I just need to jump off this board. There are only so many times one can hear the word "Sorry!" before they give up and become a poor sport. Like the guy who immediately has to tell everyone that the game sucks, only because he just rolled doubles three times in a row.

But what if I did jump off the board? Not like walking the plank, but instead creating my own board. A board where everyone can play and be themselves. No avatars, or game pieces, just the real person. Where the players help each other through the game, and the purpose is not to win, but to live. Not just live, but live fulfilled, knowing that even though you might have to hop back three spaces, there are others on that space to move forward with. Rules? Ya sure there are rules, but who reads the rules anyways? There is right and there is wrong and if you cant tell if something is one or the other, its probably wrong. Trust me, if you know me then you know that indecisive kills. This game wouldn't have a single path, but rather a series of paths so that no matter how bad you are playing, you can always find the right way if you really want to.

That sounds like a game I want to play. A game I want to play with complete strangers, as well as friends. With people from all backgrounds and of any age. People who I can help, and who can help me. A game worth playing for the rest of my life.


William Andrew Smith PhB.