November 2009 Archives
you want me to cook the WHAT
For those interested, here is the convoluted-ass course from this weekend’s race. Approximately. I’m a little fuzzy on where exactly those last few turns were.
So I got a phone call from my mom this morning. She had gotten the turkey and was holding it for an aunt who was to pick it up and then cook it.
Last night, this aunt called to inform Mom that the turkey would not fit in her oven.
And so, this morning, Mom calls me and goes “so, would that be something you could tackle?”
To which I replied “OH GOD NO.”
Okay. I know, theoretically, how a turkey works. And of course here in the future, we have the Internets to help us with things like that. But still, I am really not comfortable with the idea of my first real-world turkey-roasting experience being a huge Thanksgiving turkey without an experienced turkey-roaster physically within shouting distance in case something goes pear-shaped, and Mom is at the farm. And the absolute last thing I need to do in this family of picky eaters (several of them complain if the potato salad isn’t served in the proper Family Potato Salad Bowl, for Christ’s sake) is destroy the fucking Thanksgiving turkey.
Mom is going into town to get a turkey roaster for the farm, and has promised that for Christmas, she will supervise and I will roast the turkey so that next time someone does this I will be prepared.
\o/
It was cold and raining and most of the last mile was on dirt roads (or, more accurately today, mud roads) and my right shin has been aching in a way that makes me a little nervous lately… and I still managed to shave a full minute off my 5K time.
Also this race gave out a very nice tech tee.
And the winner is…
The Internet and my personal shortlist have conferred to pick my charity for the EP5K: the Houston Humane Society.
HALP ME INTARWEBS
I just found out there’s a 5K right here in town on the 21st.
I’m glad I get On The Run’s e-mail newsletter, or I never would have known. Note to self: make some flyers or something, at least put something on the counter at work.
Speaking of running my ass around for good causes, as you might remember I’m signed up for the EP5K in January. For this one, you can run for a charity or not. I’d like to, but I can’t decide which one and I’d like to make sure it’s something people will actually donate to. To complicate things, the one I’d planned on running for originally–I don’t remember the name, but it was for folks affected by Ike–is no longer on the list for the 2009 race.
Here is the list. The only one I’d really rather not run for is Susan G. Komen, since I just did the Race for the Cure and I’d like to raise some money for someone else this time; other than that, sky’s the limit.
Caveat: I would greatly appreciate you putting your money where your mouth is and donating a dollar or two if I end up picking the charity you suggest.
The Drudge vs. The Grudge. Also, meme.
I had to go get a new power supply for the Black Beast this weekend, since its old one went tits-up last week. Fortunately, it didn’t take anything with it.
So while I was at Fry’s, I bopped over to the Wii games to look for a couple of things on my wishlist. I’d planned on getting just one or the other–I knew Ju-On was relatively cheap, but I did not count on The Conduit being all of $17… so I came home with two new games Saturday afternoon!
I’m kind of glad I waited until The Conduit got cheap, because as awesome as it is (good God, the Wii was made for first-person shooters) it’s way too short and its ending is very unsatisfying, and if there is not a sequel that’s going to be a pretty shitty place to leave it. Also, I wish the environment wasn’t so indestructible–playing Ghostbusters has kind of spoiled me on environments where anything and everything can be blowed up real good. It just makes me kind of sad to fling grenades and shoot plasma bolts and strafe a room with a biomechanical hand cannon that shoots EXPLODING BEES, I SHIT YOU NOT, and have nothing to show for it but a few bullet holes in the wall.
Other than that, it’s fucking great. I have not yet tried multiplayer, but I plan to very soon.
As for Ju-On, I played it last night. And finished it. It’s even shorter, yeah. Basically, it’s equal parts “Baby’s First Survival Horror Game” and “long, interactive screamer .gif.” Gameplay consists of walking (very slowly) around your spooky abandoned venue, looking for batteries for your flashlight (if your last battery dies, it’s game over, but batteries are fairly plentiful), looking for keys for locked doors, looking for scraps of pictures and newspaper clippings, and getting the bajeezus scared out of you by Kayako and/or Toshio and/or random shit falling down, making noise, or otherwise acting in ways it shouldn’t every so often.
And now, a meme.
- Take four books off your bookshelf.
- Write the first sentence
- Write the last sentence on page fifty
- Write the second sentence on page one hundred
- Write the next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty
- Write the final sentence of the book
- Let your friends guess what book it is.
PSA
To anyone who might be thinking about making some sort of smug, self-righteous “see, I told you so” post and holding up what happened at Fort Hood yesterday as an example, whether you’re thinking about posting to the effect of “see, I told you Muslins are all evul” or “see, I told you we should abolish the military,” or anything else you may have told us, or if you have already made such a post:
This is not about you and it is not about your pet cause and how fucking dare you try to make it such.
And that’s all I got to say about that.
It should probably go without saying that anyone who decides to bring their “but I told you so…” bullshit into comments here will be banhammered into a fine red paste.
HELL NO
I’m not doing NaNoWriMo this year. It burned me out so bad last year I couldn’t stand to sit and write for five minutes at a time for months. More power to those of you who are.
