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Somewhere, right now, some guy is sleeping under a bridge, or laying next to a dead hooker, or sitting in jail, wondering, "How the fuck did it come to this?" The short answer is that when things are bad, you don't know they're bad.
The exact moment I knew I was a gamer parent -- that is, a gamer who happens to have kids, and not just the parent of kids who play games -- was when I heard my nine year-old son Drew proclaim, "They won't let you kill kids in this game?
Right now, I'm typing this column from a friend's shed.
One year ago, I was hospitalized.
My body feels like electrified concrete. My mind isn't working. I've eaten about half a pound of Jelly Belly's already.