There’s a Pac-Man in a local pizzeria near here, and I had Icepick Jr. standing on a chair, wildly moving the little yellow guy around. I’ll hold it over him (someday) that I kicked his butt at Pac-Man when he was 3. Of course, at that point, he’ll be kicking my old tail at some virtual reality mind iGame that has yet to be invented, but I digress.