No particular reason for the title, other than it came to mind. Huzzah for random associations! I’ve been poking around the Internet with thoughts of Planescape: Torment on my mind, thinking that it would be awesome if someone had developed a patch or a workaround for the game to work on Windows 7. There just might be, and then a rather nasty thought popped into my head.

I like to think of myself as cool and easygoing, you know, stoic. Rather than take offense at someone’s words, I prefer to let them flow off me, “like water off a duck’s back,” as they say. There are some things that I can’t help but take as offensive, though, and one of those is the suggestion that I might ever sell or “trade in” my games. “Would you sell your friends?” would be my response.

Maybe I’m weird, I don’t know. I think of my books like treasured friends: even the bad ones. Sometimes, I might give away a game to a friend, at which point they could do with it whatever they want. But I would never sell or trade in a game. I don’t care how “valuable” they might be on a secondary market. I take offense at the mere suggestion of such a thing. Other people can do what they want with their games.

So, yeah. My brother trades in games. I understand and accept that it happens, but I don’t have to like it. Part of me cries whenever I hear about someone getting rid of a game in such a fashion — I think of a couple times my brother had gotten rid of a game that I wanted to play later. Especially some games that then became impossible to find at the store or online. It’s a freaking tragedy.