The older I get and the more I pop back up in here, the more I am reminded of a classic song by The Offspring:

When we were young, the future was so bright
Woah-oh
The old neighborhood was so alive
Woah-oh
And every kid on the whole damn street
Woah-oh
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
Woah-oh
The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn
Woah-oh
How can one little street swallow so many lives?
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for, used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives
Shattered dreams (go!)

I think we all grew old, got lives and families of our own. Lonny Bob is nearly 60 these days

Certainly as I approach my 39th birthday I think back to the early 2000s running around Birmingham or London with the brits and the occassional visitor from the USA from here or the many nights on Halo 3 with Psy, Dan and so many others. It was great. I would love to play a game with you all again but finding time for me and Paul to meet up online and play a few rounds of something is getting mighty difficult let alone finding time for a group of 6 or 7 of us to sit down get online in the same game and spend time cussing each other like we're 16 - 25 again.