Sometimes we do weird things for the people we love. The wife and I, we started playing Minecraft and it's an alright game. I can see how it could easily become an addictive time sink for people. The very first night we played it though, she got lost hunting mushrooms. I gave her so much shit for it, because that's just typical her. So this morning, I've spent about two hours going from mountain top to mountain top, creating lighted beacons in the shapes of arrows, each one pointing to home base. Next time she plays, hopefully she doesn't get lost. Though if she does, I'll really give her shit for it. All that game does though, is make me want to go on a nice hike, not something as adventurous as WanderingEng of course, but enough to get me some sun and fresh air. Maybe hear some birds.