Saturday, December 29, 2012

DONKEY KONG: My Rival Returns!

Hotel security in Orlando had a fabulous fashion sense.


I intended to take most
of this month off from 
my blog in order to focus
on other writing deadlines and to enjoy some good
old fashion quality holiday time with friends and
 family. But sometimes 
life just doesn't play out according to plan.

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My one-time adversary awaited my arrival in Orlando!
I had  also planned on enjoying a fun-filled big city getaway experience with Michelle this weekend  — a romantic dinner at an upscale joint, a high-energy concert  at Hard Rock Live  and a sleepover at a swanky hotel. But the fun factor would quickly diminish.

Upon entering the hotel lobby in Orlando, Michelle proceeded to the front desk to check us in while I scoped the place out. I discovered a groovy game room in short order. I made my entrance and there he was, lurking in the corner. I would have recognized my former nemesis anywhere. And as if he knew of my impending arrival, Kong immediately began to taunt me, just as he did when we first met at the video arcade in Springfield, Missouri on that snowy day back in January 1982.

But I was all too familiar with his modus operandi. Attempting to be unobtrusive, I merely pretended to appear oblivious to his presence. And without making eye contact, I made a swift exit — but we both knew better. We had an old score that was destined to be settled in O-town.
 
I went directly to my room upon returning to the hotel following the concert. But I couldn't sleep. I knew that  HE was downstairs waiting. And after tossing, turning and staring at the ceiling for hours, I got up and got dressed. There was no need in putting off the inevitable any longer.
 
I entered the hotel game room at a little before 6AM and there he was — patiently awaiting my return. "So, Kong, we meet again," I addressed the chimp as I plugged the token machine with quarters. "It's been a long time. Let's do this."
 
After more than thirty years, the "Konker" still felt comfortable in my hand. But Kong remains a formidable opponent and I was thrown off my game by the unexpected encounter.
 
The battlefield.
 
In the spirit of full disclosure, I must admit that at age fifty, my reflexes have become slow. I'm no longer as fast on the draw as I was at nineteen and twenty. Hence, I was no match for the still mighty Kong. He had me on the ropes from the start. And when I finally came up for air, I was bloodied from head to toe. I was clearly defeated. But this matter is far from settled. I plan to immediately enter into an extensive training regiment. I will once again become stronger and faster.  Watch out Kong  — this ain't over. I WILL be back!
 
-Christopher Long
(December 2012)
 
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