We're Pathetic!
Yay!
The child and I have been, every little once in a while, playing "Civilization III," which we're not very good at. But this last game, we made it into The Modern Age without having gotten wiped out by one of the other civilizations, and we started getting pretty excited, cause we'd never made it that far before. It got kinda heady -- the French and the Japanese wiped out the Indians -- a shame, as Mr. Gandhi looked very dapper in his bowler hat, so it was sad when he stopped showing up asking us if we'd like to trade territory maps. We actually started building a space ship. We NEVER got that far before. Oh, we were happy. Very happy.
We finally lost the game, which we expected -- a mistake to vote against ourself for the UN Security Council, I expect -- but we lost the game by FAR LESS than ever before. And when our score was toted up, we were Pathetic! Yes! We've never gotten past Worthless before.
Now we're aiming for Annoying.
In the service of which, I'll provide some links:
Here's one which will help you figure out which of your favorite Moral Dicta are in the Bible, and which aren't. Bestest bestest, as The Poor Man points out, is "To thine own self be true," which is Shakespeare.
Then, if you want to spend some money, you can go on over to amazon.com and buy Lilek's new book, Interior Desecrations. It's a fitting companion piece to The Gallery of Regrettable Food. If you'd like a preview, some of the outtakes are available. Clearly, a useful book, full of lovely projects, many of which could get finished by Christmas for all those friends and loved ones we don't have time to knit for. (If you're lucky enough to own an old-fashioned meat grinder, don't throw it away!)
While I was playing around over there, I discovered that I somehow missed The Story of Bread, which, if you did, too, you should read. ("Wheat led to farming, which lead to settlements, which lead to time for cross-dressing...")
And of course, time for knitting, too. I'll go apply myself to civilization as I know it. Sam's got Apocalypse Now on the TV. We're nothing if not thematic.
The child and I have been, every little once in a while, playing "Civilization III," which we're not very good at. But this last game, we made it into The Modern Age without having gotten wiped out by one of the other civilizations, and we started getting pretty excited, cause we'd never made it that far before. It got kinda heady -- the French and the Japanese wiped out the Indians -- a shame, as Mr. Gandhi looked very dapper in his bowler hat, so it was sad when he stopped showing up asking us if we'd like to trade territory maps. We actually started building a space ship. We NEVER got that far before. Oh, we were happy. Very happy.
We finally lost the game, which we expected -- a mistake to vote against ourself for the UN Security Council, I expect -- but we lost the game by FAR LESS than ever before. And when our score was toted up, we were Pathetic! Yes! We've never gotten past Worthless before.
Now we're aiming for Annoying.
In the service of which, I'll provide some links:
Here's one which will help you figure out which of your favorite Moral Dicta are in the Bible, and which aren't. Bestest bestest, as The Poor Man points out, is "To thine own self be true," which is Shakespeare.
Then, if you want to spend some money, you can go on over to amazon.com and buy Lilek's new book, Interior Desecrations. It's a fitting companion piece to The Gallery of Regrettable Food. If you'd like a preview, some of the outtakes are available. Clearly, a useful book, full of lovely projects, many of which could get finished by Christmas for all those friends and loved ones we don't have time to knit for. (If you're lucky enough to own an old-fashioned meat grinder, don't throw it away!)
While I was playing around over there, I discovered that I somehow missed The Story of Bread, which, if you did, too, you should read. ("Wheat led to farming, which lead to settlements, which lead to time for cross-dressing...")
And of course, time for knitting, too. I'll go apply myself to civilization as I know it. Sam's got Apocalypse Now on the TV. We're nothing if not thematic.
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