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.
Jayne ,'The Message'
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.
I have a friendly viciousness.
Heh. This describes my mood today perfectly.
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.
This describes my mood today perfectly.
Just today?
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!
I should be doing homework, but the finale of the Surreal Life 4 is really distracting. What is wrong with me?
Ennui.
Ennui.
I was gonna post that, but I just didn't care....
I used to enjoy People's Most Beautiful issues, because I like pretty pictures.
Well, don't go look at the couples section. Really.
Smear the Queer is actually a really good self-adjusting game for a group of kids. If you like being chased, you get the ball and try your skills at running away. If you like tackling folks, there's lots of opportunity and if you like running interference for littler kids from overzealous tacklers, you can do that. Or you can do what I did and run around with the whole pack, but never really take anyone down or get tackled yourself, but still have a good time.It looks like anarchy, but it's anarchy which gives the kids playing a chance to play to their strengths.