What it don't get, I can't use.

Okay, I admit it. A large chunk of my overtime will be going to Beatles Rock Band. The set that comes with drums and Paul's Höfner.

I'll get mine sometime next week, depending on when it's shipped.

Hedgehog Launch 2!

Launch your Hedgehog to the moon and beyond (pictured above) through the Earth to avoid suspicion, or something like that.

Music, TV, Other Stuff

I put my headphones on and listened to myPod earlier this afternoon and caught myself thinking, "Damn, I have good taste in music." That led me to not be surprised because of course I'd like the music I've filled myPod with. (Although, I do find that the older I get the less I enjoy listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival, and The Cranberries, with the exception of a few songs from each of these bands.)

For the last several days I've been thinking about songs I'm missing, though. I don't have "Tainted Love" or "99 Luftballons" (in German or English) or "Tom's Diner" or so many other songs that I've enjoyed, and still enjoy.

In another part of my psyche, I have a history of enjoying TV shows that I'm both too old for and not the target gender, like Lizzie McGuire. Recently, I've really been enjoying iCarly. It's stupid, but it makes me laugh. So, there's the most recent TV show in that category.

During my working hours I am sometimes obsessed by a game called The Space Game. When I start, I find it hard to quit playing the game.

I keep thinking about mint chip ice cream cake. Those are so very tasty.

Just a Game

Did you ever wonder about shooting stars?

Game to Torture My Mother With

Well, once she figures it out. (It took me a while to figure it out.)

Chain Factor

Distractions Abound

Stupidity, that I don't wish to write about, melted my brain this morning. Still it made me wonder why I didn't try to take all of next week off instead of the two days supplied. Thursday can not come soon enough.

Yesterday, Blogger blocked comments I wrote on some other people's blogs. I didn't know that until this morning. I didn't rewrite any, though, due to the stupidity mentioned above.

Been spending a lot of time, this afternoon, playing this Something*Positive archives. I'm pretty close to finishing 2005.

Between comics, I also rated things at Amazon to "improve my recommendations." So far, it's not suggested anything exciting and new to me, but it's another good time waster.

Be well.

What I've Been Playing Today.

Grow Island
You can find a walkthru here.

And Throw Me

Have fun!

Linkies

A Blog Post:
ElmoWood: The Red Menace And The American West

Comedy:
Famous Poems Rewritten as Limericks

2 Comic Strips:
Wigu
How Come I Hate Dogs

A Video Clip:
Some of My Best Friends Are American

And A Game About Shooting Zombies:
De-Animator

Another Game?

Yup.

Go play Count Out!

It's sort of like Minesweeper, but no diagonals, only up and down and left and right.

Good luck!

A Game Before I Go

It's called Boomshine. Just click the mouse once and watch where it goes.

I've only gotten through lever 12 once with 250 point. It was all luck.

Today Was Another Day

I have yet to do any work today. I've been here for almost two hours. I really don't want to do anything. I mean, why bother. If I do the work that I have now, I'll be finished by two, at the latest. By then, I'll be given more work that if I start doing I'll get a large portion finished by the time I leave this evening, which means Monday morning, I'll have less to do then and everyone will be here and take it upon themselves to find me work to do that I normally wouldn't have to do, like taking the bag from the shredder that's too full of paper and put half in a new bag, trying not to spill the shredded paper all over the floor, and taking the two bags downstairs and trying to find someone who can tell me where to put the bags and then be told it's not my job to take the bags downstairs and I should have left them up in the office to be picked up by the maintenance guy (although I won't understand why they call him a maintenance guy when all he does is clean stuff up, shouldn't he be called a janitor, that's what he does, after all) and when I ask if I should just take the stuff back upstairs I'll get an eye roll and a huge sigh and the bags taken from me and then as I ride the elevator back up I'll remember that I didn't put a bag into the shredder and I'll get back to the machine I find that some jackass closed the door without checking to see if there was a bag and after I open the door the shreddings go all over the place and I'll sigh and I'll pick up the paper bits and put them in the bag which I'll put in the shredder before going back to my desk to be given more work that I normally wouldn't have to do.

And now it's around 10:30. I've been playing that game I wrote about the other day. Honestly, it's not that great of a game after playing it for a couple of weeks, but it's a good distraction from all the stuff that I'm supposed to be doing right now.

I keep thinking that I should have called in sick today, but what good would that have done me. I'd just be sitting at my apartment in my underwear watching Star Trek. What a waste of a sick day. A sick day should be used when you're actually sick or when you're going to be doing something interesting. Like go to an amusement park or friends are visiting or sex is being had all day long or all three at the same time. Not to sit and watch TV.

About 366 days ago, things looked a little better. I described them as, "Right now my outlook is bright and bleak, sunny and stormy, half-full and half-empty; you choose the metaphor."

And then there's the fog here. I'm one of the few people I know who likes fog, but the fog here is weird. In the morning, as I walk to work, the fog is really high up. Visibility on the ground is nearly perfect. When I get to work and look out the windows on the fourth floor, the visibility is still nearly perfect, this is at 8 AM. By 10AM, the fog, from the fourth floor, is so think I can barely see the parking garage across the street. I don't know what it's like at ground level because I'm, usually, working. Around 11 AM sunlight starts streaming through. At noon, when I go on lunch, it's clear out. I miss the farmland fog that just seeps out of the ground and then sits there all day long.

I got a call last Thursday after four from one of the places I sent off to saying I was interested in an interview. The lady on the other end asked me if I could be in Cowcity for an interview the next morning at eight. I told her that it was too far away and not enough time to ask for the next morning off. She said don't worry about getting the morning off because they may not actually get to the interview until the afternoon. I said I was sorry, but couldn't make it because it was such a long drive and I needed notice to get the time off. She said not to worry because they have plenty of other candidates.

'Nother Game

To drive my brothers nuts.

Play it!

My high score, so far is 100681!

Sentences

Something light and airy is what's called for, right?

I don't have that in me.

Right now, I don't have much in me.

Except for the average human insides, that is.

We all share those, I think.

As usual, I should be looking for something to do that involves work, but I'd rather play Flow.

It's not that I think I'm wasting the State's time and money by playing games rather than working; it's that I'm wasting my time.

I'd rather waste my time away from work.

At least then, I'd waste my time reading something, watching something, sleeping, or walking.

Instead, I waste my time trying to look like I'm busy doing work so my supervisor doesn't "find" me something to do.

Several someones told me that I should write a story or a novel during my "down" time.

I don't have that in me right now.

Not here.

Not at my apartment.

The ability to create a world or words for an extended length of time just isn't in me.

When I was young(er) I thought that I did.

Maybe it's all about growing up.

Maybe it's all about confidence.

Maybe it's all about knowing your bliss.

Maybe it's about nothing at all.

GROW Answers

Since no one asked me not to, here they are.

Grow
Cube
Ball
Ladder
Egg
Hills
Pipe
Propeller
Tornado
Widget
Coaster
Plate
TV

Grow RPG
Village
Tree
Castle
Water
Tower
Rock
Chest
Stairs

Grow Cube
Person
Water
Plants
Pot
Tube
Fire
Plate
Bone
Spring or Ball
Ball or Spring

Grow Ornament
Present
Cloud
Heart
Light
Ribbon
Star

GROW

Have I talked about this here before? I can't remember.

Anyway, all of you should go and play the game Grow. It is one of the most fun Flash games I've played on the 'net.

After that one, try its sequels:
Grow Ornament (Shorter and therefore easier than the others.)
Grow RPG (This one gave me the most damn trouble.)
and Grow Cube (The best looking one. And I think it's supposed to be gold, but it sure doesn't look that way.)

Unless someone asks me not to, I'll post all the answers here next Friday.

Knee Game

After my grandma had both her knees replaced a few years ago, I've been wondering what, exactly, went on. Now I know.

Ad Space

Did you ever notice the ad at the top of the screen? The one that claims it's from Google? If you haven't, let me tell you something about it, the things it's trying to sell us change depending on the posts. It probably thinks that because there are (hopefully) people reading these Blogs, they must be interested in the same things the writers are. Is that true? Not always, I'm sure. In my case, probably rarely.

At this exact moment, the ad on my site is about ceramics, mostly relating to bisque wear that you can buy and paint, but probably not get high fired to make it actually useable, unless you pay high prices. The ad at green apron monkey is about the election. And I've now choosen two random Blogs off of Blogger, one has an ad about music, that I think is from somewhere in the Mid East and the other has an ad about trips to places, I think, but I could be wrong. Okay, now what I really want to know is who is the guy (or gal, although that's unlikely) who goes through blogs and changes the ads on them? Or is it some computer program, but I doubt it? If it is a person, I wondering what the pay is like? Does he or she get benifits? Or is it just a minimum wage excuse to surf the internet? Either way, where do I apply?

And now for some ad fodder:

I was one of the crazies out at an ungodly hour on Friday. Yes, I was one of the pathetic in line at Wal*Mart. 5:15 was when I arrived, the line was still at a reasonable length. I brought a book because I knew I didn't want to speak with the mindless shopping drones, but I didn't even take it out of my pocket. Standing right in front of me was a women who I worked with at StarBucks, fortunately one that I liked. Her name is Jen Milbourn, she was a grade above me (and those of you who were in my grade) and she was one of the few that I was willing to listen to and talk with. Anyhow, the reason for my visit was to buy a cheap GameCube. I only kinda wanted one until last week, that was when I knew I really wanted one. It was the release of a brand new MarioKart. I'm obsessed with those games, well, all driving games in general (although the blood does make me squimish in some of them), but MarioKart was the first that I became obsessed with and it's still the best.

Okay, so I waited 45 minutes for the doors to open. I headed straight over to the electronics. I was amazing, dodging Wal*Mart employees, rows of carts in the aisles, and the insane men and women. I slalomed through the women's clothing. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Charge into electronics. I whipped around the checkout counter and spotted a huge pile of X-Boxes. I knew the GameCubes had to be nearby. I saw them. I snatched. I grabbed another. It was for Jen, she was off getting something else. The evil employee wouldn't let me out of electronics without buying them. I had to wait. I backed up against the crappy new pop music. Then I spotted Claire St. John. We chatted a bit. I forgot to ask her about her trip to China, disappointing. She left, Jen appeared. I handed her the GameCube, she went off. I went to the video games, had a more friendly Wal*Mart lady get me MarioKart. I found an extra controller and a memory card. I paid for the stuff (that employee thought the shit that was going on around us, she was laughing) and got out. I was in my car by 6:30.

A crazy day. I don't plan on ever doing it agian, but it was an experience worth having. Now I've been playing too much MarioKart, which is a great improvement over the N64 version. Much better graphics, more character, different carts, and cool special attacks.

Here's to the ad that will now be about Nintendo and MarioKart! Cheers.