Stay up as late as he wants: Kyle’s mom has a bedtime for him that’s actually earlier than yours. Kyle is just a little… well, we’re not going to say what Kyle is, you shouldn’t be using that language, but she’s said that he doesn’t respect the rules and it’s not worth fighting over one extra hour.
Watch all the TV he wants: Kyle smashed the actual remote with a hammer and installed an app on his phone that allows him to control the TV. His mom and dad mostly use VOD streaming services these days, but they got a cheap cable bundle. Have you ever noticed he doesn’t actually watch that much TV?
Own a horse: He doesn’t own any horses, he just has feral horses wander onto his property and he claims they’re his. How often have you seen him ride one?
Spread Vaseline on his face and headbutt the mailman: Does… does Kyle actually do that? Sweetie, you need to actually tell me if Kyle does that. This isn’t funny. You’re scaring mommy.
Answer What Are You Playing: He what? Go to your room, young lady, I need to have a talk with Kyle’s mom. Mommy’s not mad at you, she’s just worried.
Bonus question: What did you do when you were a kid that your parents told you not to do?
Parents told me not to do anything. Don’t sit so close to the TV, read late at night, talk to stranger animals, run in the house, watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles… man, I still don’t follow any of their advice!
Bonus Question: Um, I can’t really think of anything? Is that bad? I don’t feel like I was a ‘follow all the rules’ kinda kid… but I can’t think or anything I did that I was explicitly told not to.
Brianna Royce (@nbrianna, blog): I’ve got a bunch of Star Wars Galaxies Legends and Guild Wars 2 to catch up on, so I’ll probably do a bit of that this weekend. But I’ve been sick all week too and I’m dying to get out of here and into the sun, so forgive me if I do that instead!
I used to get in trouble for reading at the dinner table. I thought I was pretty slick figuring out ways to hide my book on my leg where they couldn’t see. I wasn’t.
Chris Neal (@wolfyseyes, blog): Well, Dauntless has gone 1.0 and I absolutely need to punch me some Behemoths, so that absolutely will feature. I’m also going to be leveling some alt classes in FFXIV and being a jerkwad goose in Untitled Goose Game as my palate cleanse. Seriously, that game is all sorts of charming.
I was one of those kids who didn’t disobey his parents. Navy household, strict rules, and being a generally boring human being overall will do that.
Eliot Lefebvre (@Eliot_Lefebvre, blog): My Final Fantasy XIV leveling is properly finished finally, which means that now I can do other things. Like spend the weekend playing Greedfall, WoW Classic, Untitled Goose Game, and maybe Astellia. I may also be seduced by the siren song of Code Vein because I am an idiot and it looks like my jam even though, like, I have games to play. Again: Idiot.
My mom tended to be very strict and overprotective with rules, so I had a tendency to find just the right spaces to occupy wherein I was technically obeying the rules but also not. My most common bits of disobedience tended to involve bedtime, like observing that I had to be in bed and have the lights off by a certain time, but there was no rule about reading by moonlight.
I wonder why I still have insomnia issues.
Justin Olivetti (@Sypster, blog): With Lord of the Rings Online’s next expansion a month away, I really need to clean up quests and get my main character fully prepped for some Minas Morgul action. I also started a new Kul Tiras Druid that I’m having fun with in World of Warcraft, so that’s where I’m going when I want to heal people and then burn them to death with moonlight.
When I was very small and was told not to touch something, I would put one finger on it and stand there waiting to be noticed.
Bonus: Playing with fire! You don’t want me to light things up? Impossible! Sneak a lighter from the ash tray and let’s have some fun in the backyard.
Tyler Edwards: More Mass Effect: Andromeda, most likely.
Bonus question: I’ve always been a complete goody two-shoes, and I had very permissive parents, so not much comes to mind in the realm of parental defiance. Did get in trouble with my teachers sometimes, though. I went to a small private school in the middle of the woods in the country (think less fancy prep school and more hippie commune). Our biggest rule was not to go “past the boundaries” and off school property, because presumably the deep woods might be dangerous.
But of course we did it anyway. Only went past the boundaries once or twice, but I remember it being a grand adventure. Beautiful scenery. Saw an otter at one point.
My punishment was the next day I had to stay in and do extra math problems instead of playing during recess, but it was pouring rain the next day, and back then I actually liked math. Win-win.