Free is good, right? I can’t say it enough, this is free! But don’t let that stop you. I’m sure if you look long enough you can find something to buy.
Oh look, here it is already, just so you know not everything is free how about a Zork T-Shirt from Amazon. Just kidding, don’t click on that link, you came here for a free ride on Zork.
Zork is on of the oldest interactive fiction games ever. You can test it out here without a download.
Be sure not to click on the big ad at the top that says “DOWNLOAD”. Scroll on down to “West of House” and start playing.
Imagine this. Something free at Amazon. Go to this link which represents the image below and you get a free (unofficial fan version) that leads you on a journey into the Great Underground Empire. And it’s free, free, free.
Need some hints? How about a list of commands.
If your a serious player or want to be you need this, but you probably won’t….. it’s expensive.
A lot of our homes are filled with memorabilia, maybe even some old interactive games and players. It seems that old things have become more and more a thing of value.
I remember my wife talking about her life as a very young girl living in a very rural area around Friend, Oregon. There was an old abandoned house in the middle of nowhere.
Imagine that, an old abandoned house in Friend. Seems that was a no-brainer when you are in Friend. Wow, sounds like a scene out of playing Zork.
She remembers going through this old house, which by the way they were not suppose to be there, and it looked like that whoever lived there just one day walked out and left everything behind. Or, maybe they went to town one day and never returned.
You know, like died or got abducted, or something.
Anyway all this stuff, which today would have value. Old cans and bottles. Books or letters? Who knows it was a lot of years ago.
I’ve always been a bit of a hoarder. It’s hard to throw things away. Even my email is cluttered with old emails. Things of the past, like Zork, will just have to be a part of me, lingering in the cobwebs of my past.
My basement is so full of stuff, I fear the day I’m gone and someone else will have to clear it all out.
I even built a shop with a second floor and now it’s crammed full of all my work supplies and truck parts and remodel stuff that, again, I just can’t seem to part with the stuff.
I was relaxing in that second floor room the other day and just leaning back in an old office chair and decided to call one of my sons. I said Eli, I’m up here in the room above my shop looking at a bunch of junk that you are going to have to deal with when I’m gone. I got a laugh out of him.
I told him I’m going to hide some hundred dollar bills willy nilly around the place to make it worth while going through the junk.