Thursday, August 4, 2011

Betcha think this blog is about you

So, I haven't been voyeuring much lately. 

I've been stressed out.  Our two year old is potty training, our baby is, well, only four months old and our dog was attacked by another dog and had minor surgery.  Some days I am trying to nurse a crying infant at the same time my two year old needs help in the bathroom at the same time my dog is dripping dog bite ooze onto the floor.  <sigh>

I was also out of town for a bit.  My husband played hours of games while I was gone and triumphantly beat Assassins Creed: Brotherhood.  I was not there to witness it.  I do feel, however, I was responsible for his victory.  A few days before I left I figured out a puzzle he could not.  There was much rejoicing.  I may or may not have air humped the TV.

My husband is currently playing Bastion, a downloadable for the 360.  Initially, I thought it would be a good watch.  It is not.  The action is all boring and role-playing like.  Basically, all you do is walk around and collect "shards."  I live in Baltimore City.  I can collect shards on my front side walk.

I do like the way the backgrounds are drawn even though there is always random stuff floating around like snow or leaves or dust or something.  The sultry voiced narrator is a neat way to reveal the story, but he takes the fun out of it for me.  He does what I like to do: dole out witty play by play. 

When asked to review Bastion in five words, my husband said, "Storytelling makes good game better."  Apparently he prefers the narrator's commentary over mine.  <sigh again>

Have you ever done that thing where you drink some milk, hold it in your mouth, add chocolate syrup and the "swishle" it around?  I haven't either, but I just whooshed my beer around in my mouth as I contemplated what to write next and it reminded me of that.  I think I saw someone do it on an episode of Full House once.  On Gilmore Girls, Lorelai adds ranch dressing directly to a salad mix, jostles it and then eats it right out of the bag with a fork.  That one I have tried.  It's genius.


  1. I love this blog, and appreciate that you still post even when things are stressful/crazy busy. If you ever need a guest blogger to lighten the load, I'd be happy to fill in.....

  2. It isn't that I could not figure out the puzzle. I simply had not YET figured out the puzzle. Worth it, though, for the air hump.

  3. My favorite way to eat an Oreo cookie is to throw a whole one in my mouth, take a shot of milk, swish it around a bit, and then chew and swallow.

    None of this "oh snap, if I hold that Oreo under the milk for one more second it might break off and all I'm left with is a hard crumb in my fingers and a mushy cookie residue at the bottom of the glass" nonsense. :)

  4. Mark, don't be jealous that my way of eating an Oreo kicks your way of eating an Oreo's ass.

  5. CurlyRed, I eat my Oreo's like you! Totally saturated.