Sunday, May 30, 2004
Evils of Past Weaknesses
This could be a rant about ex's, as the qualities all seem so much the same.
1. You think it's over, until late at night, when you realize there's still something there and you want it, until you pass out bleary-eyed at 4 am.
2. When drinking with your friends at the bar, and they start talking about them, you remember just the good times.
3. New versions seem to have many of the same qualities, leaving you wondering if the new version is that much of an upgrade.
I'm speaking of video games, and my recently exposed weakness to Warlords Battlecry 3. I played Warlords at college, and a little at work. In search of more of the Warlords series, I stumbled across RTS Warlords at a half-price books - Warlords Battlecry.
Must....not...
oh well.
1. You think it's over, until late at night, when you realize there's still something there and you want it, until you pass out bleary-eyed at 4 am.
2. When drinking with your friends at the bar, and they start talking about them, you remember just the good times.
3. New versions seem to have many of the same qualities, leaving you wondering if the new version is that much of an upgrade.
I'm speaking of video games, and my recently exposed weakness to Warlords Battlecry 3. I played Warlords at college, and a little at work. In search of more of the Warlords series, I stumbled across RTS Warlords at a half-price books - Warlords Battlecry.
Must....not...
oh well.
Sunday, May 23, 2004
Magic....er....maybe not
I played in a Magic prerelease yesterday - Fifth Dawn. Pretty tame - Magic is still Magic, for people. I screwed around today with the cards I got from the prerelease, mixing them into limited numbers of decks that I kept after I sold everything.
I went drinking at "Linda's" with a couple of friends from Iowa City Saturday night...John & Greg. We were joined later, by Alexis and her partner. 4 people from the HoC days, in one room, outside of ICON/Randycon. Alexis and Greg are still crazy, it's nice to know some things never change.
Today was nothing. I woke up at noon, showered, went downtown. Stopped by Tina's Diner in Pioneer Square and said hi to said Tina, and got a Black Forest Shake. The Pirate store on the piers isn't that great, but I got a cool flag for a future project.
Ah.
I went drinking at "Linda's" with a couple of friends from Iowa City Saturday night...John & Greg. We were joined later, by Alexis and her partner. 4 people from the HoC days, in one room, outside of ICON/Randycon. Alexis and Greg are still crazy, it's nice to know some things never change.
Today was nothing. I woke up at noon, showered, went downtown. Stopped by Tina's Diner in Pioneer Square and said hi to said Tina, and got a Black Forest Shake. The Pirate store on the piers isn't that great, but I got a cool flag for a future project.
Ah.
Friday, May 21, 2004
Words
I have to wonder what the girl said. I'd almost pay money to find out. Did she say friend, or boyfriend, when describing her activity partner? Damn. Maybe if the BBQ tomorrow falls through, I'll come back and ask her.
I think I have a slight hearing problem, actually. It gets me into no end of trouble, especially with quieter voices of the female kind. THis contributes to ideas that I'm thoughtful or aloof...more issues. (I am thoughtful and aloof, but not generally around others desiring conversation.)
Shallowness. Vanity. Pride. These are my sins, and I cherish them all the more for that.
I think I have a slight hearing problem, actually. It gets me into no end of trouble, especially with quieter voices of the female kind. THis contributes to ideas that I'm thoughtful or aloof...more issues. (I am thoughtful and aloof, but not generally around others desiring conversation.)
Shallowness. Vanity. Pride. These are my sins, and I cherish them all the more for that.
Thursday, May 20, 2004
iPod Night @ Collins Pub, Downtown Seattle
I want new music. So I'll go, if nothing else to hear what other people put on their 10-minute playlists. (I have an iPod, but...I hide it as much as I possibly can. If the iPod fanatics had just been...cool about it. Damn you, Apple, for playing to fanatics.)
As an aside, if someone wants to use my computer, they should ask. My general habit for blogs is to not say anything, that I wouldn't want read...yes, I'm an idiot about my machine. I don't like people on my machine who have no idea what being a good guest is.
A cautionary tale - you should never put auto-password on your account, on someone else's machine. That's a primary rule - I don't really want to run around as you, I'm psycho enough as it is. This goes for e-mail accounts and especially blogs. Whoever you are, you really, really, don't want me being you...or changing your password.
As an aside, if someone wants to use my computer, they should ask. My general habit for blogs is to not say anything, that I wouldn't want read...yes, I'm an idiot about my machine. I don't like people on my machine who have no idea what being a good guest is.
A cautionary tale - you should never put auto-password on your account, on someone else's machine. That's a primary rule - I don't really want to run around as you, I'm psycho enough as it is. This goes for e-mail accounts and especially blogs. Whoever you are, you really, really, don't want me being you...or changing your password.
Monday, May 17, 2004
Drinking at Irish Pubs
So, I'm drinking at the usual Sunday night place. People showed up that I hadn't seen in awhile. 3 long islands & a plate of nachos later, I desert.
I got into a huge discussion on SF books, especially on L.E. Modesitt, Jr. "Huge" means that I barely talked to the people who rarely showed up.
Before I went to the bar, my older brother (closest to me in age) returned a call. The call crackled a bit, but we were both on cell phones. T is a great guy - a technically accurate driver, smart, teaches HS journalism in the SF Bay area. I wanted to talk to him for awhile, but I had to hang up...you see, driving while engaging in cell-phone is an irk...even worse when you're driving one-handed because of it.
As a summary on *why* this is poor behavior...how important am I in T's life, that he calls me when he's driving? If we talk every day, about everyday stuff, I might not care too much. When we talk once a month or so, I do expect attention to what we're talking about. (An extension - think of when you write someone a letter, as opposed to sending them an e-mail. Do they feel special for receiving an e-mail? A snail mail?)
I got into a huge discussion on SF books, especially on L.E. Modesitt, Jr. "Huge" means that I barely talked to the people who rarely showed up.
Before I went to the bar, my older brother (closest to me in age) returned a call. The call crackled a bit, but we were both on cell phones. T is a great guy - a technically accurate driver, smart, teaches HS journalism in the SF Bay area. I wanted to talk to him for awhile, but I had to hang up...you see, driving while engaging in cell-phone is an irk...even worse when you're driving one-handed because of it.
As a summary on *why* this is poor behavior...how important am I in T's life, that he calls me when he's driving? If we talk every day, about everyday stuff, I might not care too much. When we talk once a month or so, I do expect attention to what we're talking about. (An extension - think of when you write someone a letter, as opposed to sending them an e-mail. Do they feel special for receiving an e-mail? A snail mail?)
