The "Old Block" Tells All.

  When a 200-pound, 6-foot-tall, 76-year-old, retired war veteran becomes a gamer, gaming chairs have no chance, whatsoever! However, thanks to the love and care of my beautiful niece and personal influencer , the wonderful man I call Sun , and the Love of my Wife  (I mean Life, who assembled this wonderful work of art), I am no longer driving a gaming chair with one door! To say that I am “hard” on gaming chairs would be a gross “misunderstatement”, to coin a word! My old chairs “cried” every time I sat down. (I am sure my retired neighbors could hear the metal framework snap under my vicious daily assaults on their hapless leather, steel, and plastic construction!) As I stated above, I am retired, but I still “clock-in” to my “j-o-b”, and “j-o-y” every single day, without fail! Since they invented the word “gamer” (and probably a half-century before that), I have been one! (A “gamer” that is! Heck, does anyone remember “Pong”?) I take my job and joy seriously, putting in...