I've been attacking my life the same way I do video games -- on those rare occasions that I play video games. My nieces and nephews laugh at me. I squeal, twist this way and that. Sometimes I close my eyes. Then I press every button in every combination I've been taught. I laugh. I open my eyes after hearing the right musical cues and I view the carnage. I've had fun! I think it's time I change my strategy, though.