Among the readers here, I'm sure there are a few who are so engaged in videogames that they've effectively become your identity. Will your game-playing habits be what you are remembered for long after you've passed on?
A man in Lund, Sweden, is fascinated by a particular grave statue at a nearby cemetery. It belongs to Joakim Stambolovski -- if I'm reading the engraving properly -- a five-year-old boy who was apparently quite the Pokémon player while he was still around. He loved the game so much that his parents commissioned a statue of young Joakim playing Pokémon on a Game Boy Advance. You can make out Graveler on the screen, and there's even a second Graveler holding the top screen open for all eternity.
Sweet and sad at the same time, it makes my heart do cartwheels.