RPS Forever… 28 April 2007

Was it just me or was it every kid in the backseat of her family’s van on a roadtrip that wished for a longer-lasting game of Rock-Paper Scissors? We’d play a couple rounds, figure each others’ strategies out, and then start to think about inventing more weapons. The best we could ever come up with was, like, a marker. It wrote on paper and rock but scissors cut it. Pathetic.

Then there’s this.

My head spins just looking at this thing. Turnip? School? Brain? The LAW!? How long would it take you to learn all these symbols, much less learn who they beat and then actually be able to think of one before three seconds runs out?

I must admit, I’m a little impressed.

If this makes your head hurt too much, check out the Rock-Paper-Scissors Flash Game where you can play the original up to 25 options.

Two New Additions 24 April 2007

In a couple of days we’ll have new arrivals in our household. Their baby pictures:

and

Aren’t they CUTE!? We should think about having a baby shower since we’ll need all new accessories. I’ve already gotten:

Speck MacBook SeeThru hard shell case

and

Crumpler’s “Luncheon” Bag

 

Tom hasn’t gotten anything, but then again he shelled out an extra $200 for the MacBook Pro because the 13in is too small for his giant-sized hands (just kidding he’s not a giant but he is 6′4″!)

I’ll update you all on how life is going with our new arrivals. Sorry to anyone who thought we were having kids. A few years, people, a few years!

It’s a Mystery to Me 18 April 2007

I just finished the book for our book club tonight (enter sheepish smile here). I thought I was going to totally struggle through it, abhor it, wish I’d never agreed to read it. As a rule I’m not a fan of books that you can read on a beach and not think about at all, like fashion-y chick lit or mainstream mystery.

Although can you really call Agatha Christie mainstream mystery? So Elizabeth is into mysteries, and since it was her turn to choose the last book, she chose Murder on the Orient Express. Inwardly I rolled my eyes. As a rule, you see, I don’t like mysteries. I think I’ve expressed this before (why yes, just one paragraph previous!) I labored through a couple “Cat Who” books in elementary school because my best friend (funnily enough) Kat liked them so much. (And for some other reason I’m not a huge cat person. Maybe these two stem from the same awful books I was forced to read…)

Anyhoo, I was not excited to get started on this Poirot mystery. In fact, I was not excited the whole first half of the book. Then Brian, another book group member, pressured me into finishing the rest of it. All this morning. And amazingly enough, I liked it.

I actually liked it. How shocking! I might just be inclined to check out another of her books at the library.

But I am not bending on the “Cat Who” books. Nope. Not gonna touch ‘em. At least that I’m certain of.

Stranger Than Fiction 16 April 2007

There hasn’t been a movie in a long time that motivated me to go out and do something.

Fortunately, this movie motivated me to do what I’ve been unmotivated to do for some time now. And that’s write.

My un-motivation came at the hand of my senior seminar professor, who gave me a B on the novella I spent my entire senior year writing. I have born that B like a cross and frankly it’s about time I got rid of it. Sure, I’ve tried. But really, really and truly. It’s time to just get over it already.

Even if you don’t like writing or books or Will Ferrell, it’s a good movie. I would give it a resounding A.

Addiction 16 April 2007

You can tell I have a chocolate addiction when I’m eating out of the Toll House bag. I think that’s akin to drinking rubbing alcohol.

Blog Shopping 15 April 2007

I know I shouldn’t start a blog somewhere if I don’t know whether or not I want to keep it, but I really couldn’t resist. I have some friends who have Word Press and their sites look so clean. I figured, why not try it?

Ultimately I would love to integrate my blog into my own website. But until I learn some HTML and CSS, that’s not going to happen. And until the wires in my brain reroute themselves to working with numbers and symbols rather than colors, shapes, and words, that’s not going to happen either. So here I am.

Word Press, so far I’m impressed. Way to go!