You know…there is an immense amount of satisfaction in the fact that my current crop of players is digging our new weekly RPG session so much. As proof, I present to you etcet‘s recap of our first few sessions, in character no less.
We’re having a blast. You know, the online game is fun and all, but it really doesn’t compare to a good old fashioned tabletop.
No, seriously.
This particular little rant has been brewing for weeks now, but I’ve got a lot to do before my players show up for our weekly game so you might be spared. I know there is a lot of hubaloo about the Live Journal vs. MySpace wars, and that if you love one and hate the other I’m not going to sway your opinion one way or the other. Frankly, at this point, I don’t care. Someone has got to say this shit.
Here goes…
MySpace represents everything that is bad in web design. Everything we THOUGHT we left behind in the late 90’s. Embedded music. Animated images. Huge, distracting background images that make the text on a page impossible to read. Monstrously large font sizes in garish colors. It’s all there, and more often than not it’s the norm and NOT the exception.
What’s worse? ARTISTS have crappy sites like this? Voltaire. Roman Dirge. People who I admire and respect, but who have MySpace home pages that annoy the living crap out of me.
Everyone seems to have an embedded song. It’s “cool.” It’s a statement of who you are. That’s really fucking great and all, but every single time I go to your home page I have to listen to it. Which also, inevitably, happens late at night or early in the morning when I’m tired or haven’t had coffee yet.
Like right now.
You know why the designs on MySpace suck so bad? Because it’s too easy. In order to really mess with your Live Journal you have to know what you’re doing. Otherwise, you’re stuck with one of the default styles. Any moron can modify a MySpace account, though, and the minute they figure out they can they start doing so with utter and complete abandon.
“Thanks for the add!” Really? DO I have to say much more about this particular trend? “Here’s a slutty picture of my ass! This is what you get for making it look like people actually like me!”
The blog reading feature is bulky at best, and I’ve never gotten porn spam from Live Journal.
Oh, and Live Journal isn’t owned by Rupert Murdoch.
So yeah, I guess you can say I hate MySpace because, deep down, I feel there are many more really fucking stupid people there than there are on Live Journal…
…and that’s saying something.
Today’s entry brought to you by the letter “F” and the number 2
My computer has been hijacked for the last 2 and a half days as I have slowly and painfully been restoring as many of the lost files as I can on the external hard drive that xanyboi borrowed from his friend Dave.
At the current time, it’s bogging so bad I can’t even play WoW.
You owe me, mister!! 🙂
The annual cooking and subsequent devouring of the corned beef and cabbage of doom has been completed at our home. It was accompanied by a first this year – Freshly baked Irish Soda Bread (which, unfortunately, turns out to have an ingredient that K. is allergic to – Caraway seeds, for those of you who like to cook for us on occasion).
The recipe I have is amazing. It’s truly one of my favorite dishes, and I only make it once a year (and didn’t make it last year at all…in fact, the last time I think I made it was for a St. Patrick’s Day party I went to up in Jacksonville about 4 years ago). It’s one of those bad for you, once a year kind of treats (let’s be honest here – The fat just drips off of corned beef).
Damn my belly is happy right now, and a general feeling of nostalgic bliss is settling over my very soul.
And now – A drinking song (with a twist for my particular tastes)
Your current weight | 283.6 lbs
Weight change since your last recorded weight | +2.4 lbs
Total weight change to date | -135.6 lbs
sigh
I can’t honestly say I’m surprised. It’s been a shitty week, emotionally, and was equally as bad in the food department. I was in training 3 straight days, which had catered breakfast and lunch. None of the food was the least bit weight watchers friendly. Do I bring my own food? Noooo. I ate there. And, of course, did the whole “I’m eating it might as well enjoy it thing.”
Blah.
I have, however, continued my daily workouts. Tomorrow will be a solid month straight without missing a day. I also got heavier hand weights (went to 10lb from 3lb) as the ones I was using were doing absolutely nothing for me.
So yeah. A serious weight loss blah (and considering that day 3 of training was today I’ve already blown the large majority of my flex points for the week). Hope to turn it around next week.
I got a call from my sister tonight. She has a crapload of leftover Girl Scout cookies that need to go. So if you need cookies, lemme know (and yes, locals only…unless you’re driving here…she doesn’t want to deal with shipping this year).
I’m seriously contemplating a return trip to Seattle this summer with my son for the fourth of July. I was just looking at the prices online, and he and I could fly out there for right around $500. I wouldn’t have to pay for a hotel, so all my other expenses would be a rental car and anything I wanted to spend during the week. It’s not exactly cheap, but I think I could afford that.
I really fell in love with Seattle while I was out there, and I’m really wanting to go back…but more than anything, I want Alex to get another opportunity to spend time with Uncle Mike (and hopefully Aunt Jane). He has already largely forgotten my Father, and Uncle Mike had a heart attack last year. I don’t want him to forget them both.
We shall see.