Posted May 19, 2014
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Once upon a time, there was a gentleman who was in the midst of a great deal of change. He toiled daily at both his profession and at an academic work that would allow him to graduate from the local university. Fortune favored him by letting him find a nice new apartment, but then promptly rubbed her fingers together and demanded her due and took his money to finance the move. Then she took his computers, laying them low with a broken hard drive and a corrupt motherboard. Then she (or perhaps the mounting stress from the thesis, work, moving, and trying to fix his computer and dealing with financial troubles) took his health from him.
And so, he lay in bed, a piteous wretch, watching the world drift by outside his window, with only a single, creaking old laptop to keep him company. This laptop was so old, and so creaky, that running chrome would cap out its CPU. Its fan would gasp and whir as it strained even to render the most basic music from youtube. Yet this gentleman, delirious with fever, knew that if he did not find some kind of entertainment soon, he would surely perish of boredom and misery. First, he turned to steam, with its mighty bandwidth and shiny collection of games, but the games there proved too much for his laptop. Then, the gentleman remembered his collection of games at GOG.com, and pulled them up: Disciples 2, Arcanum, Master of Orion, Quest for Glory, and more. They were, of course, even older than his laptop. One by one, he booted them up, and one by one, the laptop accepted them, purring quietly as it did so. And so, the gentlemen discovered truly Great Old Games, and as his smile spread and his heart swelled, his cheeks flushed with life and his health returned.
And now, I must sweep away the curtain and remove my mask to reveal that, yes, that man was me! Unexpected, I'm sure. But when I needed GOG.com the most, GOG.com was there for me.
Thanks, gog.com
And so, he lay in bed, a piteous wretch, watching the world drift by outside his window, with only a single, creaking old laptop to keep him company. This laptop was so old, and so creaky, that running chrome would cap out its CPU. Its fan would gasp and whir as it strained even to render the most basic music from youtube. Yet this gentleman, delirious with fever, knew that if he did not find some kind of entertainment soon, he would surely perish of boredom and misery. First, he turned to steam, with its mighty bandwidth and shiny collection of games, but the games there proved too much for his laptop. Then, the gentleman remembered his collection of games at GOG.com, and pulled them up: Disciples 2, Arcanum, Master of Orion, Quest for Glory, and more. They were, of course, even older than his laptop. One by one, he booted them up, and one by one, the laptop accepted them, purring quietly as it did so. And so, the gentlemen discovered truly Great Old Games, and as his smile spread and his heart swelled, his cheeks flushed with life and his health returned.
And now, I must sweep away the curtain and remove my mask to reveal that, yes, that man was me! Unexpected, I'm sure. But when I needed GOG.com the most, GOG.com was there for me.
Thanks, gog.com