Just as I opened it up, my 10 year old son walked in and asked what I was doing. I explained that ICQ was an old school messaging app that I quit using over 10 years ago, and that it was the "ancestor" of things like Facebook chat. As I was explaining this to him, I hit the link on their site to browse my old friends list.

69 names popped up on that list, most of whom belonged to old members here. About halfway down I spotted one that I thought my son would be interested in. I looked over at him and said, "Hey, this is my old friends list. You might like this." And I clicked on Raverboy.

My son, who may be one of the biggest Minecraft fans on the planet, stood there stunned with eyes as big as plates when Raver's profile opened and he saw the name Markus Persson pop up. A second later he took off across the house, screaming for his brother at the top of his lungs, "HE WASN'T LYING! HE WASN'T LYING! DAD REALLY DID KNOW NOTCH! DAD REALLY KNOWS THE GUY WHO MADE MINECRAFT!" For some reason, that made me laugh harder than I have for years.

tl;dr: Today I proved to my kid that I haven't been BS'ing him all these years about knowing Raver, and now he thinks I'm a god. Dad win!

[ 02-01-2015: Message edited by: Drako ]

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Unfortunately, I now have to keep tempering his expectations. I live a few hours north of Los Angeles, and my son came up to me yesterday and asked whether we could drive down and visit him at his new house in Beverly Hills. I had to explain that there's a huge difference between chatting with someone on a website or teamspeak during a gibfest, and showing up at their door unannounced. One is cool...the other legally qualifies as stalking in California

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