It was years ago when my rig could play with the best of them. It had so much fun with Half-life 2, World of Warcraft, and could even play with some of the big kids, Oblivion, even if he wasn't too good at the sport. But now, he just can't keep up with these young'ns. They run circles around him and pay no heed to his experience or wisdom. He weighs too much to be portable, and is too slow to game anymore. Now he lives in a medical ward. Dr. Norton has him on a slew of anti-virus prescriptions. After he got a nasty infection and worms, we all thought he wouldn't make it. He did pull through though. We've been keeping his moral up with flash games and oldies. He's just hoping that he'll be able to pass on his knowledge and files to a young apprentice, who will show those big kids that age is not a curse of technology, but a journey of wealth to be passed on to next-gen.