gamerdad I got a string of annoyed comments from the Kid who wanted to watch something on our main television last night that wasn’t me playing an obtuse card game.

The problem with #roguelike games (in this particular context, at least) is that, no, I cannot give you an estimation of when I will be done and we can turn off the playstation so you can watch netflix, sorry.

To make matters worse I was having a great run, had made it further than I had to date, and kept pulling great hands to match my collection of multiplier-joker cards.

“I thought you said you were almost done.”

No, in fact I specifically said I couldn’t tell when I would be done, only that I had never made it this far before and there was no way this lucky streak could last. Which—it didn’t, and soon enough I had put down the controller and we had got on with family-tv-watching night.

Now, usually I wake up in the morning, make a coffee, feed the dog and thumb though the news on my ipad. This morning I made my coffee, fed the dog, and booted the playstation back up making sure to mute the television in the quiet house while everyone was still sleeping. I didn’t quite recreate my lost lucky streak, but—hey—the day is still young.