Please don't take advice from this game.

Don't make the same mistakes my dad did.

I'm afraid I don't have any interesting anecdotes to pass on, sorry. Congratulations on the birth of your son.

From a facebook post I made a few weeks ago

This morning I went to brush my teeth and no tooth brush. I confronted the rest of the family to ask where my tooth brush was and a bright smile lit up my youngest's face as he toddled over to the log basket and retrieved it. It could have been worse I suppose it could have been in the ash bucket ..

Thanks for the chance :) & Congratulations :-)

sorry... no anecdotes come to mind.. but congratz on the child!

ty =)

I can't come up with one, so I'll have to say grats and thanks anyway :(

Thanks!

Thanks!

Here's a short story about my dad, who recently passed away from ALS:

How I got good with computers.
My dad worked for Military Intelligence as and electrical/computer engineer during the cold war, so I grew up an Army brat in Europe. One day, in 1989 or 1990, he brought home a IBM 386-based system of some kind, with MS-DOS 4, a smoking fast 25 MHz processor, and a massive 40MB (I think) hard drive. Never having owned one, I had friends who's parents had an IBM of some sort and I'd play games on it during sleepovers, so I decided to try to figure it out. A few days later, I came home from school on a Friday afternoon with a borrowed copy of some random game on a slew of 3.5" floppy disks, and sat down to play.

Needless to say, when my dad got home 3 hours later, he found me sitting in front of a messed up computer trying to "optimize" it, playing around with files (with "help" from my friend, following a note on how to free up memory for the game I had installed) and had deleted a bunch of MS-DOS system files somehow. He took one look at me and the computer, and calmly turned around and went out to the car. I was apprehensive because my dad was very strict and ordered (a typical military career man, so I'm told now), but I'm not sure why he hadn't blown up at me. He walked back in with what looked like the largest set of books I had ever seen, three separate books, two of which looked about as thick as phone books. If you've been around during the reign of DOS, you know these are the manuals . . . I was 13, and knew nothing.

He tossed the stack of manuals at me, knocking me and the chair I was sitting in backwards onto the floor and says this:

"You have 24 hours -- TWENTY FOUR HOURS -- to get this computer working the way it was when I brought it home, or I swear to you, you will wish you had never walked on this earth. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? TWENTY FOUR HOURS!" He then grabbed a clean uniform, and left to go back to work slamming the door so hard the entire apartment shook.

I sat there with those books, sweating, terrorized, for 22 straight hours without eating or sleeping, and learned MS-DOS feverishly, trying to figure out what I had done and how to fix it. When he came back home from work the next day at 5pm, he found me a disheveled wreck, curled up and snoring loudly under the computer table . . . with Windows 2.11 on the monitor and working.

Ever since then, I've been pretty good at computers.

thnx!

ty

Thank you!

Ta ^^

Thanks :D

Well um my aunt recently gave birth so uh
There's that!
Congratulations and thank you, man!

anecdote: some time ago i wrote thanks for the giveaway! in a giveaway. good old times...

Hopefully the education system will be sorted by the time they need it

i dont have that kind of anecdotes xD

Thx for doing this awesome giveaway! ^_^

Well first of all, congrats!
Next, anecdotes... Well, I'll do my best.
One time, for a Christmas party, we had some food with skewers. My step mother so worried about the pointy ends of the skewers and her niece's new son, she found it necessary to remind others "don't stab the baby." It is now a joke in our family.

P.S. It was funnier if you were there. Maybe.

The only anecdote that currently comes to mind is when my grandmother came by for Easter, and she brought Play-dough for my 7-year-old brother and 10-year-old sister. They worked away on their little projects, and my sister suddenly holds hers up: "Look, I made a cat!" My brother leans away from the table where his creation lay, and proudly announced "I made a sniper rifle!"
Needless to say, it gave me a bit of a giggle.

congrats, I have 2 sons myself. thank you for sharing your celebration :)

You are, thanks for the giveaway

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