..:Things My Boyfriend Says:..

They’re not kidding. This game is hard. What’s amazing is that the game branches considerably based on your choices. Take your time, explore, and get your briefcase from near the desk. Also, don’t give anything away unless you’re sure it’s the right time and place. I played for a couple hours without success, but I did get to die and come back as a dog.

Game On – South Australia – Kafkamesto

Stay far away from this pastime if you know what’s good for you. And remember always: Jesus Saves… and takes half damage.

Dark Dungeons

…I bring you seven things. Brendan got it from Sherri, and they told a friend, and they told a friend, etc.

Seven things I plan to do before I die:
Be paid to pretend to be beat up.
See other places than North America.
Make my own sword.
Write something that I think “says something.”
Raise a child.
Become famous.
Attain enlightenment.

Seven things I can do:
Play the drums. (and the euphonium, ha!)
Break bricks with my hands.
Make people laugh.
Sing well enough.
Build a kick-ass website from scratch, or a PC from parts.
Talk loudly.
The worm.

Seven things I can not do:
Save money.
Save the world.
Tolerate the shallow.
Grow hair on the top of my head.
Keep hair from growing other places.
Help feeling gullible when I give a stranger money.
Live down certain stories that I myself embellished.

Seven things I found attractive about the opposite sex:
Skin.
Hair.
Smile/ laughter.
Legs.
Hips.
Voice.
Breasts.

Seven things I say the most:
“So… yeah.”
“It boggles the mind.”
“I could do that.”
“What did you say?”
“When I say I’m too busy, I really mean it.”
“Fuck him/her/them.”
“Hey!”

Seven Books I love:
“Impro” by Keith Johnstone
“Shadows of Forgotten Ancestors” by Carl Sagan and Ann Druyan
“V for Vendetta” by Alan Moore
“The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” by Douglas Adams
“Mona Lisa Overdrive” by William Gibson
“Lamb” by Christopher Moore
“The complete works of William Shakespeare” by William Shakespeare (I know I cheated.)

There’s more to be said on this topic, truly, but I’m glad I am not alone.

The Midwestgrrl: Brrrrrrriinnngggggg!

Czeltic Girl: Sing it, Sister.

It’s similar to the mentality of whoever interrupted my restroom break just now. Our building has about three toilets available (one for each floor) for men’s use. Naturally, around lunch time, or the time just after, they see quite a rush.

As I sat, taking care of business, the door breezed open. Someone entered who likely had just found a different stall occupied. This happens frequently. The door opens and closes and disappointed men wait their turn elsewhere. This fellow, however, ruined the peace of the moment with an exasperated “Damn it!” followed by a long sigh. Then, for a few moments, stood in the restroom, as though I were even *able* to simply stop what I was doing to allow him to have a turn. Is his bowel health more important than mine?

Anyway, unrelated as it may seem, this is the still same thing that “phone people” don’t seem to understand. The person is imposing on your schedule and thus implying that theirs is more important. If you email me, I will likely respond within a few moments, and happily so. You are requesting a response in my own time, rather than in yours, even moreso than leaving a voicemail. If you have a question needs answering, just email. Fire and forget. If you call instead, I must put my life on hold to run and answer the call, which may end up taking anywhere from thirty seconds to several hours, depending if the caller wants to “catch up.”

Then, when I do pick up, if I have no excuse to not talk (say, I’m simply playing video games or watching Family Guy) I may be trapped on the phone by simple politeness.It’s difficult for anyone to say to a friend, “No, I haven’t got anything pressing really, but I’d rather not be on the phone with you just now. It’s nothing personal.”

When I call people, it is usually a last resort, because they have not answered the emails I have sent or because there is an urgency behind the communication which might not be properly catered to over email. I understand the imposition and try to get the business out of the way quickly. Additionally, phones are particularly ineffective for organizing multiple people for an event. Email can handle this REALLY easily.

Grr. Anyway, read the articles above. They handled this in a much funnier way. I’m just a grouchy old bugger.

Matthew Baldwin, seer of seers, shows us the text adventure that should have clued us in, from the days of Zork.

defective yeti: Xyzzy

How long does it take to (add your own job here)?

For me the blank is usually filled with “…build a website (or piece thereof)”. And the answer is always, of course, “It depends.” Because anyone who works with computers knows that it certainly does.

With what words would you fill in the blanks, oh readers?

A restaurant for the rest of us, as told by the legendary Tim McKee.

NINJA New York

MHG’s brother, DJ Johnny Arson, identifies with this site. And he should, as should anyone who is under-appreciated. Which is everyone. Except that guy over there. Fuck him.

Be sure to check out the delivery stories. They’re the funniest part. And it may be the only place in the world you’ll read : GONA-MONA-HERPE-SYPHIL-AIDS.

Please Remember To Tip The Pizza Delivery Driver

Czeltic Girl hipped me to Hanasiana. He writes good stuff, and is therefore worth reading. Look at me, I have not unlearned the ways of being verbose.

I also added For Myself and Strangers to the sidebar over there. Same praise applies.