What’s up nerds? In my quest to eventually be crowned the “Martha Stewart of Nerd Cave Decor,” I thought I’d put up a quick post showcasing a recent addition to the wall in my personal A.O. (“Area of Operations”).
You know that old saying, “Beauty is only skin deep but ugly is to the bone?” I think the same thing applies to being a nerd. The “to the bone” part that is. Even at age 43, I still find myself getting excited about the new Iron Man film, a particular game or comic book that’s coming out, or reading Lord of the Rings for the umpteenth time.
If you’re like me, you’ve seen the eye rolls when certain friends or family glimpse your nerd cave, catch you reading a comic, or when you talk about the new superhero flick. Am I rocking a Peter Pan complex or something? In the end, I really don’t care. I love what I’m doing and frankly, the eye rollers are some of the most boring people I know.
That being said, I do find it interesting that my identity, personality trait, or whatever you want to call it, even manages to permeate my dreams. I’ll explain…
So, we’re de-cluttering the Nerd Cave this week. Here’s another great find to help you do the same.
If I had a dollar for every time my son asked, “Hey Dad, where’s the PlayStation controller?”, I’d have at least enough to buy a copy of BioShock Infinite. If you have a seven year old, you know they aren’t famous for putting things back in their place.
Enter the Level Up PlayStation Edge Controller and Game Storage Tower. Phewww. That’s a mouthful. Found it on Amazon for 38 bucks. Two days later (thanks Prime), it arrived at the Cave. Went together easily despite some low-star reviews from people who apparently struggle with putting the cap on a pen.
The tower holds 38 games (either PS2 or 3 sized cases) and two wireless controllers. As you can see from my high quality photography, it looks great in the corner and now my little man will never again have to panic when he wants to fire up Lego Batman.
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If you’ve read more than a few of my posts, you’ve probably noticed that I tend to be a bit nostalgic when it comes to the playthings of my youth. Usually, when I acquire something from that time of my life, I feel validated that I have pretty good taste. But occasionally, like an old girlfriend, the memory of something turns out to be a whole lot better than the reality. Case in point is my recent acquisition of a “vintage” Atari 5200 video game system.