What is it about being occupied that creates the warmth of complacency?

"Yahtzee!!!!!!" This was a phrase that I grew up with, my mom the queen of the dice. Her biggest dilemma was were to put her next full roll of 3's or 5's because her Yahtzee was filled three turns ago. Our family would play card games, board games, invented games, religious games and thinking games. Being the youngest of the family I was typically given marbles with a Chinese checker board to play with or pick up sticks. As I got older it grew into Uno Cards, rook cards, cheese pieces and simpler board games. I begin to see strategies used in certain games, you could distract my dad by asking a homework question hoping to sneak a move by him. In turn acting as if your distracted leads others to make moves that benefit you as well. Words games became a nemesis, the speed and being able to layout the phrases quickly was a source of beyond un-enjoyment. Strategy games were fun, but tiresome and could degrade into a tyranny filled situation. One of the games that I enjoyed the most and still enjoy is Stock Market, dated as it was the ability to earn some starting money and then jump into the "market" moving into "shareholder meetings" I quickly became and sole promoter and evangelist of playing the game. To my credit I have 2-3 nephews that enjoy the game, almost as much as I do. Game night has become a way for Parker Brothers and gang to get back into the home without the use of computers. Family Game night, that has taken on a whole new meaning, electronic games, gaming consoles, compact gaming systems.
Does all this mean that the family is getting closer through technology or is technology taking over more of the family?  I know that in our household we have experienced it both ways.  Our oldest child received a cellphone we can stay in touch better now.  Online games, facebook, email browsing and killing time tend to put that wedge into the family unit.  How does this relate to the feeling of being occupied?
Family game night creates lasting memories that can be relived through online docu-blog-tation.  Storytelling, crafting of legends and lore, invoking the feeling of nostalgia and misty-eyed memories is a art that was once passed down with merriment and purpose.  I cherish the times I get to sit with the older weathered generation and listen to times gone by, hearing the laughter of their childhood, seeing the glimmer in the eye of the teller of tales.  History can guide us on vices and virtues that have scalded past people into to greatness or ground them into nothing.  What to learn from this rambling?

Twisted Good Bad indifferent?

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What am I about?    That would be similar to asking a hurricane to keep down your sleeping, persuading a avalanche to easy it self over just a tad.
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Continue on the path beware the idle times, or the crocodiles of contentment...........