This is not funny. This... this is a morality tale about the evils of sake.

Simon ,'Objects In Space'


Natter 34: Freak With No Name  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


tommyrot - Apr 28, 2005 7:51:44 am PDT #9720 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

but, how do you WIN? Last man standing?

You just play until recess is over or you get bored or tired or someone gets hurt.


Hil R. - Apr 28, 2005 7:53:19 am PDT #9721 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

With dodgeball at my school, my strategy was generally to try to be one of the first people tagged out, before everyone had gotten really into the game, and then sit at the sidelines reading or go play on the monkey bars for the rest of the game. I didn't really mind playing, but what I couldn't stand was all the "How can you be so stupid? It figures we'd lose, since we have you on our team," that I'd get if I was tagged out toward the end of the game, when it "mattered." (When we played in gym, the gym teacher wouldn't put up with that stuff, and I usually had more fun then, but all of that would get pretty bad if our regular teacher took us outside to play dodgeball.)

I usually prefered either gym, where the teacher actually knew how to get us to work well in teams, or unstructured recess, where we could split into smaller groups.


Frankenbuddha - Apr 28, 2005 7:54:12 am PDT #9722 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

but, how do you WIN? Last man standing?

No winning or losing really. If you managed to hold on to ball for a long time, people would remember, but basically you played until you didn't want to play anymore (or were too beat up to play anymore).

Maybe "game" isn't the right term. "Agression release" perhaps?


xnera - Apr 28, 2005 7:54:59 am PDT #9723 of 10001
I delurk, therefore I am.

But my doctor did say that female fertility does drop significantly as you get into your 30's.

Yes, I've heard this, and it worries me. My younger sis is pregnant again. This will be her second. My older sister has two boys. Me? Thirty and single, with nary a prospect on the horizon. I'm not even sure I want kids at all, let alone want to produce them myself, and yet I still hear that damn clock ticking. This is why I would like to get married in the next five years, though there's a voice in the back of my mind saying I'm still not ready for it. But by the time I am ready, adoption may be my only course.


§ ita § - Apr 28, 2005 7:55:21 am PDT #9724 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I used to enjoy People's Most Beautiful issues, because I like pretty pictures. But when I started really paying attention to pics, I realised that the ones they use often (if ever) aren't original, and don't even represent the best that celeb has taken that year (there were better pics than this in the same (GQ) shoot, for instance). And I know there must be a better 2004 pic of Jamie Foxx than this. Hilary Swank should sue. Mischa, on the other hand, never looked so good.


shrift - Apr 28, 2005 7:57:09 am PDT #9725 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I have a friendly viciousness.

Heh. This describes my mood today perfectly.


JohnSweden - Apr 28, 2005 8:02:52 am PDT #9726 of 10001
I can't even.

I played dodgeball in the 70's and have no scars--physical or emotional.

I wasn't a popular kid, but I was a good athlete who was always did well at those kinds of games. There were times the cliquey kids tried to keep the ball away from me, but that was often self-defence on their part. I was/am always a little over-competitive in those kinds of situations. I did hate foursquare because people would just cheat (to get rid of the unpopular kid), so I avoided it.


DXMachina - Apr 28, 2005 8:02:54 am PDT #9727 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

This describes my mood today perfectly.

Just today?


Daisy Jane - Apr 28, 2005 8:10:09 am PDT #9728 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

As for violent childhood games, we never played it on the playground (to hard a surface and they wouldn't have let us), but I used to love what some call "Kill the guy with the ball" but what we called by the very un-PC name of "Smear the queer". Basically, think of rugby, but no rules, no teams and no scoring. Whoever has the ball tries to keep it; everybody else pretty much has carte blanche to do what they can to get it away from the person who has it. If you get the ball away, you try and keep it and everyone comes after you. Maybe it's closer to a sort of reverse tag, but with more violence.

I played this all the time, though not at school. It was a neighborhood game. Unfortunately, some of the boys I played with were kinda scared of my dad and wouldn't tackle me.

Drive to work this morning was awful. There's a place where 4 highways meet and split again. One of the splits is on my way to work- an 18 wheeler was going to fast to make the split, wrecked and shut down one of the highways. Took me an hour and 15 for what's usually about a half hour drive.

Mathy people: I just used algebra at work! There is simpler way to do it, but I needed to see the number relationships to figure out original pricing on stuff that had been marked down 25%. So, I wrote out the formula, and then whizzed through pricing them back!


Dana - Apr 28, 2005 8:13:21 am PDT #9729 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."

I should be doing homework, but the finale of the Surreal Life 4 is really distracting. What is wrong with me?