It's kind of ironic that fun stuff is often more than pure entertainment. Playing catch is good exercise. Movies can help us understand the world a little better. People like doing what they like to do, and that's why those things are often the best paths to maturity and growth.
Now comes the boring didactic essay about how good games are for us. Okay, maybe not. But don't think there's no benefit to playing games just because that isn't the reason most of us play them. Games help us learn to better interact with others, think strategically and logically, plan our future, and build our wrist muscles through repeated dice-rolling.
At the end of the day, though, games are just super fun. (Yes, super fun—my chess set is a super chess set and runs around in a cape when he's not being played.)
We could get all sentimental here and talk about how playing games lets us be with the people we love, but we won't. At least, not a lot. (Of course, sometimes relationships are jeopardized by playing games, as when dad won't sell mom his Monopoly properties.) Just this: would you rather remember sitting beside your siblings watching TV, or playing Dutch Blitz with them at the kitchen table?
In the end, this: Games get kids unglued from the Cartoon Network. Games require a measure of thought. Games are fun. If these aren't good reasons to play games, the employees and owners of this store are operating under a severe misunderstanding of reality. In other words, we really like games around here and (though we feel no defense is necessary) believe playing them is actually a beneficial activity despite the super fun exterior.
We try to stock a wide variety—card games, strategy games, skill-based games, children's games, classic games. We're working on uploading rules and instructions, artwork, reviews, and samples of what we offer. This is the youngest section of our store, so please be patient during this process, and don't call us names if we don't have enough information on a particular product. That makes us sad, especially Caleb, who's really pretty sensitive despite his tough-as-nails action hero exterior.
Review by C. Hollis Crossman
C. Hollis Crossman used to be a child. Now he is a husband and father, teaches adult Sunday school in his Presbyterian congregation, and likes weird stuff. He might be a mythical creature, but he's definitely not a centaur. Read more of his reviews here.