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I posted an entry each day during my 26th year of life.

Day 85: what a pudding am i

Minutes ago I took off my shirt because I was too warm, but now I’m too cold. What a fool am I!

I also just said, “I can’t believe it! I yawned,” right after I finished yawning. This was rather disingenuous, as I actually could very well believe it. I had just yawned! What a deceptive fool am I!

I also asked Katie to give me a foot massage as I was blogging, but I’m not even sure if I want a foot massage. I think I kind of wanted one for a short moment and rather was more enamored with the idea that someone would be willing to give me one on a whim while I was blogging (what excess!) than the actual pleasure of getting my feet rubbed. What a self-deceptive fool am I!

By the way (or as the kids say it, BTW), Katie kindly but firmly replied in the negative to my foot massage request. She also yawned. But, unlike me, she did not attract attention to herself by making some gaudy exclamation.

She actually just yawned again when I typed the word “yawn” in the last paragraph. Yes, my blog posts are THAT POWERFUL.

You’re yawning now, aren’t you? Now go to PayPal and send me $5.
Now take off your pants and dance like a chicken!
Chicka-chicka-kaw!

I hope Matt Heap reads this, because there’s no better pantsless chicken dancer than a Brit!

Did you know Matt Heap was once the Biggest Christmas Pudding Ever?
It’s true!

I will post photographic evidence tomorrow.

Day 84: tv shows i consider guilty pleasures in ascending order of guiltiness

  • The Amazing Race
  • The Mentalist
  • Robot Chicken
  • Survivor
  • Gossip Girl
  • Star Wars: The Clone Wars
  • America’s Next Top Model
  • Californication
  • Deal or No Deal
  • Harper’s Island
  • What Not to Wear
  • American Idol
  • The Bachelor
  • True Beauty
  • The Celebrity Apprentice

There are times when I like watching guilty pleasure TV more than regular TV. It’s comfortable, like a big bowl of mac and cheese. You can just sit down in front of the TV, turn on an episode and let it wash over you. You don’t have to pay too much attention, you don’t have to overthink it, and you can dwell in the absurd dialogue.

Other times, I want to watch every season of Lost again.
This television dichotomy is something that I’m glad exists.
Also, I actually really like watching Harper’s Island, even if the death count has slowed down.

Day 83: taking turns

At Hunter’s birthday two days ago, I played a partial game of Agricola, which is a rousing game of agriculture. You’re a farmer who expands your hut, has kids, grows plants, and stables animals. Fictionally.

We didn’t finish the game because we went and watched Wolverine instead and then it got late and I was tired. Besides, Ira was quite clearly ahead. But I enjoyed it, perhaps most because of the very complexity that overwhelmed me at first.

Each turn has a wide array of choices and the additional improvement/occupation cards only serve to add a nice luck factor at the start of the game that forces an actual strategic plan being formed at the start of every game.

The best board games are like that. Or, I should say, my favorite kinds of board games, as I’m not sure that everyone considers those games I like best as their favorites. I like games that are hugely strategic (a lot of open knowledge, the ability to affect other player’s decisions indirectly, and late-game play that is affected strongly by early-game play), but I also enjoy having a luck factor that makes each game different.

Most games tend to fall slightly on one side or the other; it’s hard to find that perfect balance, but a lot of my favorite games tend to find enough of a balance. Puerto Rico is a bit too deterministic, Catan a bit too luck based. Still, both are fun games.

That’s not something you find with most video games. It’s hard to find a game where you’ll match minds with other humans in such a strategic way, because most popular multiplayer video games are based on reaction time and fast fingers. Even some of the better puzzle games are still fast-moving games that aren’t turn-based. Video game developers are scared of making turn-based games that aren’t single player because, well, they’re kind of boring.

Having to wait an entire turn for someone else to think and move and do all the complex things a normal strategy game requires. But where are the turn-based games where turns are quick little affairs? Why are the only turn-based multiplayer video games those that require moving armies and troops and setting up resource and research points?

There is the small collection of video games based on board games, like Catan on XBLA and some card game variations, but there are very few video games built on taking turns from the ground up.

Perhaps it’s too hard a sell for a game like that. Or maybe it just hasn’t been done well yet.

Day 82: for the lulz

How did we get here? How did we get to the point where the phrase “for the lulz” means something that most of my readership may actually understand without having to look it up on Urban Dictionary?

It’s been a long strange path from Abraham Lincoln’s first smiley to the widespread use and acceptance of LOL in online chats to the smaller-spread and begrudging use of LOL in actual speech to the somewhat wider spread of the reach of the words (phrases?) “lolz” and “rofl” – the second pronounced like waffle with an r for the uninitiated.

I’m not sure when it became OK for people to say Internet chat acronyms, but I think it has happened for our generation. It’s not frowned upon as much as it was perhaps only five years ago, and it can often be used as a way to subtlely differentiate between true laughter and a kind of snarkier that’s-not-really-funny laughter.

Sidebar: I just saw six adults dance ballet in mouse costumes.

I’m not saying that I’m against using Internet speak in our vernacular. I used to think that it was a crude way to use our language, but it’s really a different form of expression. It’s a way of bonding with people who have spent as much time online as you have. It’s an inside joke for an entire generation. It’s, even, in some senses, a tiny form of rebellion against those strict rules of the language you were taught in school.

So the next time someone actually says OMG or FTW instead the actual words (saving no actual time, as the phrases contain the same amount of syllables either way), don’t roll your eyes at them. Embrace it. Ask if you can has a cheezburger.

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