Monday, January 5, 2009 10:46:08 PM
grass, cards, games
Ok, so the title of this post is probably disturbing at best and misleading at worst. The strongest drug I've ever done in my life was vicodin and that was with an actual honest-to-god prescription. I would however like to try grass. Not marijuana, you see, Grass. The CARD GAME called Grass.
My wife and I took the kids out to the mall this morning for a little fun. Just beyond the food court was one of those quickly set-up little kiosks selling board games, card games and puzzles. Having just browsed that kiosk about a week ago, I wasn't really all that intent on it as we walked by, but I do always look out for anything that jumps off the rack and grabs my attention. As luck would have it, it did.
Grass. The greatest idea for a game ever.
I have this thing for card games; not the usual standard deck variety, but the fun stuff with special decks and wierd rules and stuff that keeps it interesting, but I digress.
A game about dealing weed. How nuts is that? Gotta love it. Of course, I didn't buy it, but I got home and started reading what other people said about it and now I'm kicking myself in the ass for not picking it up while I had the chance.
I casually mentioned it to my wife and after laughing she said she'd actually like to try it. The game I mean. I think. Guess I should go grab a copy and see what happens.
Sunday, January 4, 2009 12:27:41 AM
facebook, social network
I signed up for facebook at the request of my wife. I kept it going for a month. It was pointless, and served no purpose to me over and above what I could accomplish with IM, email, and or a phone. I was able to find several people I missed from my school days; we mutually added each other as friends and never exchanged a word. Totally useful.
Account deleted as of five minutes ago, and already I feel better about myself.
Superpoke this!
Saturday, January 3, 2009 7:46:35 PM
xbox 360, zombies, gaming
I've always been obsessed with the movie Night of the Living Dead. I don't really know why. I guess there's some deep psychological issue I have with death and dying that affects me somehow deep down in the mushy pit of neurons known as my brain. Maybe it's easier for me to handle it within the confines of some imaginary universe where the dead can get up and walk around. I mean, I guess it's probably counter-productive to have them then try to eat me, but hey, it's psychology, what do I know?
Thanks to this obsession, and thanks to me tearing through Call of Duty: World at War on the XBOX in three days, I've now unlocked 'Nazi Zombie' mode, which may in fact be the most fun I've ever had playing a video game. Trying to hold a bombed out house while re-animated flesh eating Nazis try to get in is pretty much the ultimate combination of things that frighten me. I have to say, I like it. Yet another thing to keep me up into the wee hours of the morning.
My sleep schedule will probably never be normal. I should just accept that fact and move on with my life.
Thursday, January 1, 2009 7:11:16 PM
2009, goals, new year. resolution
New Years Day 2009. Time for people everywhere to come up with a list of goals they would like to achieve in the new year, but most likely will have forgotten by February. It seems only fitting that I should add my list to the throng of them already posted on blogs everywhere, right? Here goes.
1) I will reduce the amount of time I spend on the computer when I'm not on it for a specific purpose.
2) I will pick back up with reading; I read something like 10 novels last year, and I'd like to double that.
3) I will find a job I really love to do instead of one that just pays the bills.
4) I will start turning my dreams into realities.
5) I will try to be slower to anger, and more rational and calm when I'm mad.
6) I will try to live more, love more, and make sure everyone knows how much they really mean to me.
7) I will be more dependable and stop putting things off until the last minute.
I'm sure I could probably come up with more, but I'm not trying to have the biggest list here, just cover the stuff that's really important.
Thursday, January 1, 2009 12:41:14 AM
rockstar, energy drink
I had to make a last minute run to the grocery store to get some cool hwhip (misspelling intentional) for use in a tasty desert treat and while I was there, I made an impulse buy. I wanted an energy drink, well, more like I was craving one, and as I approached the checkout my eyes began to dart from cooler case to cooler case looking for the black can of goodness.
Rockstar was nowhere to be found, but 'sugar-free' Rockstar was. I was immediately interested in this new white can of mystery. A few dollars later I was walking through the parking lot to my car and throwing back an ice-cold gulp of the nectar. It tasted very similar to a regular Rockstar...enough that it could pretty much replace the usual if need be. Which got me thinking; is there really a point to having a sugar-free energy drink? I mean, other than potentially allowing diabetics (which I'm not) to wreck their metabolisms just like the rest of us?
With 45 quintillion ounces of stimulants in there already, I fail to see the benefits of the sugar free variety, but maybe I'm just picky.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008 11:02:20 PM
For a few years I've been intermittently using Blogger to rant and wax poetic on the internet to limited effect. It's served me pretty well all things considered, but over time I kind of lost my focus there and eventually just lost interest in Blogger altogether.
The problem there is, I like to have an outlet for my thoughts and the seemingly endless amount of random and cool stuff I either come up with or accidentally stumble across in my daily travels. It only seems logical that with the coming of a new year, I should just wipe the slate clean and start with a fresh blog in a new place. I weighed my options, and here I am.
We're spending this evening at my in-laws house mainly to usher in the new year with lots of food and to watch the ball drop on my father-in-law's massive TV.
I just hope I'm coherent since I'm writing this while in the presence of my kids who insist on watching Phineas and Ferb at full volume. We'll see.
Off to eat and celebrate, I'll be back with an actual worthwhile post later.
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