A Delightful Rant-Romp Through the Lives of Your Favorite Relatives/Friends/Casual Acquaintances.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
A Sign of the Coming (Zombie) Apocalypse?
Read the following sentence and tell me if it doesn't send you running to your bomb shelter: I liked Max Payne and beat Paul at House of the Dead 4--in every category. I know, I know. It's eerie. It weirds me out too. It's just not right! I don't know what happened. I was only going to Max Payne to humor Paul. I didn't expect it to be a stylin' B- film or spawn to a household in-joke. (Heck ya, I'd like to report something!, spoken to a 911 operator during the most outlandish shoot-out ever.) I should have seen the warning signs, but I foolishly plunged straight into virtual zombie combat. Now, I'm no slouch in the zombie-killing department. I know my way around a light gun. But I have never been more than an able sidekick--until last night. Though I picked up a light gun naught but one time in two years (also to play House of the Dead 4 briefly in Taiwan), I excelled, taking down hordes of zombies in a blaze of flashing lights. If it were House of the Dead 3, zombie limbs would have been have been everywhere. Amazing and Perfect shots were flying all around. I beat Paul repeatedly in total score and every category of shot. I was so surprised I forgot to go grocery shopping. That's darn surprised.
Monday, October 13, 2008
So, About That Boring Thing (Director's Cut)
So, I've been learning life lessons all over the place. Let me begin by saying the weather here is amazing. Sunny, light breeze, upper 70s. Just for the Utah folks out there. Enjoy that cold, gray ick! Anyway, yesterday I locked myself out, plunged into an unheated outdoor pool, and climbed through a window (not in that order). It was quite a thrilling afternoon. Though I don't recommend swimming in an unheated outdoor pool in mid-October. Not at all.
Sorry, what I was trying to get to in the post and forgot about half-way through and then remembered a day later, was that you can't complain about the ordinary and boring and then not take the road less traveled (Cliche of the day! Do a shot.) when you stumble across it. And that is how you wind up swimming in 60-something degree pools or breaking into your own house while swimsuitted or living in Taiwan for a year. If it's all about the journey, then shouldn't it be reasonably interesting and unique?
Sorry, what I was trying to get to in the post and forgot about half-way through and then remembered a day later, was that you can't complain about the ordinary and boring and then not take the road less traveled (Cliche of the day! Do a shot.) when you stumble across it. And that is how you wind up swimming in 60-something degree pools or breaking into your own house while swimsuitted or living in Taiwan for a year. If it's all about the journey, then shouldn't it be reasonably interesting and unique?
Sunday, October 12, 2008
So, About That Boring Thing....
So, I've been learning life lessons all over the place. Let me begin by saying the weather here is amazing. Sunny, light breeze, upper 70s. Just for the Utah folks out there. Enjoy that cold, gray ick! Anyway, yesterday I locked myself out, plunged into an unheated outdoor pool, and climbed through a window (not in that order). It was quite a thrilling afternoon. Though I don't recommend swimming in an unheated outdoor pool in mid-October. Not at all.
-Jennifer
-Jennifer
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Just An Ordinary Day
I've been hearing--from little birdies and the wind and the street--that I don't update our blog enough. It's probably true. The problem is I have nothing to say. We live the most ordinary lives. Paul gets up at six, goes to work, and comes home between 5:30 and 6:00 pm. Today we had pizza for dinner, even though I had thawed the chicken out for once, because that's what Paul wanted. I got up at 8:45, did homework until eleven, then got ready and did a little housework, continually put off going to a Japanese meeting and went to school. After school, I came home and kicked it waiting for Paul to get home so we could go swimming. But he was a little later than I expected, so that never happened. See how boring that is?!! I can't even bring myself to finish describing the day. I've got to mix things up a bit by shaving Paul's head or getting a cat or I don't know. I'm a square. If I could think of something excited to do**, I'd be doing it. Sigh.
**Suggestions welcome.
**Suggestions welcome.
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