Playing a Poor Hand

My oldest found his DS nearly broken in two, the top screen hanging by a thread (or wire, as it were).  Since no one had a clue what happened, we deduced that it must have been that Nameless Fiend who roams the house looking for milk to spill, messes to make, and toilets to “miss”.   

In looking at it, I determined the hinge was beyond repair.  There was only one solution to keep it alive.

Can you say Red Neck?  My son took this picture of me Duck Taping his DS together.   I don’t think it is a long term fix, but it’s the best I can do. 

If there was one positive thing that came of this unfortunate event, it was the attitude that my oldest was able to muster.  I was proud of him. 

Although initially looking for blood, he eventually achieved a thankfulness that it still worked at all.  He planned to tell his friends at school he now had a Red Neck Ds.  In fact, he asked that I cover the whole outside with tape.

So this picture represents quite an achievement for him.

Life is not a matter of holding good cards.  It’s playing a poor hand well.                                         Barbara Johnson 

He’s currently designing his own “skin”.  I wonder if there is a market for custom Red Neck DS skins. . .

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