A quick short post because… because.
I was reading an account of Buzz Aldrin’s latest adventure, his attempt at reaching the South Pole, and related medical consequences.

You can find the piece here.
And a funny thing came up as I was discussing it with some friends.
Because you see, I grew up in the ’70s, with adventure books, National Geographic, and documentaries about Thor Heyerdahl, Jacques Cousteau and, yes, Buzz Aldrin.
I belong to the space age generation (for a very thin margin – I was born in ’67), and when I was a kid in school, I basically wanted to grow up and be like Buzz Aldrin.

Now, I’ll be 50 in six months, and the weird bit is, I still want to grow up and be Buzz Aldrin.
Which to me is a sure sign I have chosen the right role model all those years ago.
Because he still is a role model.
Something I cannot say about, for instance, Zorro, or Tarzan.
We all have our passions, our quirky things that make us happy.
A few days ago I was reading a short pamphlet by a friend, that reprised, among other things, this idea we have been playing with, of indie and freelance writers being ronin, masterless samurai.

His work is part of the culture and life story of many of us that play or create games.