I ask because it seems I have a regular blog reader there and most of my regular readers that I don't know make a lot more sense than a random person in South Korea.
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I spent the evening with the Reasons and our (the StuntWife's and mine) friend the Seamstress of Doom, and another friend who is a professional dietician. First we had amazing food (and I had absinthe), then back to the Reasons' house to play Little Big Planet 2, where I became helpless with laughter, tears running down my face, while using the grappling hook to drag Pete's sackboy to his death OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
I swear - SWEAR - it was an accident. I was trying to jump a long distance and was trying to use the grappling hook to cross the distance, and it kept grabbing HIM, then I'd FALL, and we'd both hit the electrical plate and DIE.
He's shrieking profanity at me, I'm unable to see through the tears, and the ladies in the house are guffawing at the Pete and Alex show that unexpectedly erupted in the living room. The cats were nonplussed.
It was glorious.
(For the record - Pete got into the habit of slapping my sackboy flat onto his face - spinning in the air, kathud on the ground - after every level. That was my punishment. I became adept at making my sackboy look sad; that's all I accomplished.)
I do not know of Little Big Planet 2, but playing it with Pete sounds like an ideal way to spend an evening. ESPECIALLY if you get to repeatedly grapple-hook him to death.
I just imagine Pete's peeved face and laugh
I just imagine Pete's peeved face and laugh
I'm sure that face is adorable .
House cats are #7. Human babies are #5. Koalas are #1 - they sleep 22 hours a day.
Fennec Fox and Carrots (video)
My god, fennec foxes are cute, and have big ears.
How cute is this? Scout the fennec fox plays with his carrots before he eats them.
I have no idea what a sackboy is.
I want to sleep like a koala.
I also really want to take a shower, but I have half an hour more of con call.
Ran out of pain meds. Wished I'd pillaged my sister's Vicodin-equivalent stash. It's not perfect, but it helps.
My co-worker Wendy just shouted, "DAMMIT! Those barbarian bears keep coming in and throwing things! I dress them up in togas and sell them!"
She's testing an odd video game.
I have no idea what a sackboy is.
I feel like we're tumbling back into yesteday's DP conversation.