Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Salt Water Taffy Last Forever

Apparently it also has lasting emotional effects. I was talking to my son on Xmas day and he made this comment.

"I dont really remember much about being little. All I remember was that time you caught me with the candy."


What candy? I asked.

"I dont know, salt candy? Thats all I remember. That and being scared for my life. You just knew I had it and I was sure I hadnt made any noise getting it"

Back goes my mental file log. Waaaay back to around 1994 where I remember a friend giving me a box of salt water taffy. I recall putting it in the fridge even though her first comment was about how that shit last forever and never rots or loses flavor.

I was sitting in my apartment sewing a button back on a pair of his pants when he came running in from outside. He was either 5 or 6 at the time. I didnt hear him get the candy from the fridge which is amazing because I have nearly sonic hearing abilities. What busted him out was the look on his face. When he was headed for the front door I glanced over at him and he had the look about him as if he was expecting something to split my head open and crawl out of my cranium. When I looked at him he stopped moving. Just stood there frozen like a deer in headlights. I looked down, he took a step. I looked back up he stopped again.

"Ok, what the hell do you have in your pockets?" Most 5 year olds dont even recognize pockets on their pants, yet this childs hands were in his pockets up to his elbows.

Suddenly he looked like a kid on his first rollar coaster ride heading down the first hill. Eyes huge n all. I could hear a faint strangling noise as if he was about to scream.

"Cough it up, put it on the table"

Onto the table was dumped at least half of the box of salt water taffy. (Damn big ass pockets on kids pants these days)

Snickering I remember telling him "Oh yea I would have never noticed 30 pieces missing"

I made him leave the candy and then about a half hour later I took the same candy out to him on the playground. I didnt mind him having it, it was the point of him thinking he could slip by me with something.

Until recently I thought I still had to hide the deviant parts of my personality from him. Now, for one, I think he reads my blog. And 2, I raised him I suppose, so he has to be mentally as tough as nails. Then of all things he brings me a movie last week and tells me to check it out. Its called 28 days later. About 30 minutes into it I decided that he is far more deviant then I. So who is learning from who these days?

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Your Blogging Type is Kind and Harmonious

You're an approachable blogger who tends to have many online friends.

People new to your blogging circle know they can count on you for support.

You tend to mediate fighting and drama. You set a cooperative tone.

You have a great eye for design - and your blog tends to be the best looking on the block!

Lights, Camera....

I finally got a digital camera that is worth a fuck. I will be taking some photos of various things to post on my site. So far all I could get was a friend who got his finger stuck in his nose trying to pose for me. (I didnt tell him to stick it up there that far and for fucks sake hes like 35 years old) I plan on getting a pic of the hideously dirty lumina before I wash it. I may even get my good old friend Bobby to show his ass at the next party we go to so I can get some pics. Bobby is one of those guys who likes to take his clothes off and run amok. Bad on the eyes perhaps, but great photo op!

Incoming remotely perverted and demented photography!

Friday, December 16, 2005

Canadian Love

Get the cows and cheese out guys....

To WoW or to EQ, that tis the question!

Ok in a couple of more months I am going to be done with my book, it should be in production by then which will give me even more free time then I already have. So now I have to feed my ravenous mmorpg needs again. I could return to EQ where I am as much hated as I am loved after having spent 5 years as a guild leader on Solusek Ro (Now Bristlebane server) and return to my level 66 shaman who is mostly naked except the no drop raid gear she has on. OR

I can head to Lothar server on Wow where my nephew runs the largest guild on the server and I have a newly made level 11 Undead priest there.

So on either game I am surrounded by old friends and family and on either game I am basically gimp and have to bust my ass to catch up. On one game I am nobody special and can likely enjoy playing the actual game instead of being the leader who I personally know sacrifices entertainment for the sake of others, on the other game I have about 200 people who love me and the rest of the server likes to call me things like 'Yelling bitch' or 'Nazi'. Sadly it has boiled down to this for me....

Everquest - Mucho load times, lot of raid wiping
Wow- No loading, quick n easy corpse recovery and WOWIE, very little lag!

Damn, wow is tilting the scales... I guess Ill have to play a little of both.