Eric messed up bad when he got me addicted to the grid game this weekend. He found it on boingboing months ago and has been playing it all along, wisely keeping its flippy little charms from me.
But last night he got sloppy. I walked in on him, watched for a few rounds, and made him scoot over. I've spend hours playing the stupid thing since. Way too many hours. When I close my eyes--and sometimes when I don't--I can see little blue arcs tipping over and setting off more little blue arcs all over my field of vision.
I've decided whoever created this game is a very smart person. It's so visually and aurally satisfying, and you really don't do much but figure out your starting point, click the mouse, and cheer on the chain reaction. God, I feel so dirty.