Not just any kind of sauce. Video game sauce. I’m in so much trouble that right after I post this I’ll probably delve into the depths once more. My name is Felix, and I’m a turn-based game a holic.
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I shouldn’t watch sports
Sunday, January 14, 2007
We were watching the Bears game today vs. the Seahawks when I decided to stop watching, write this post, and then re-read Ender’s Game instead. Why? Because to me, the game seemed like a fun game to watch. Both teams were up and scoring, both teams were making mistakes, both teams were demonstrating some of [...]
Bah
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Reverse psychology doesn’t work. I shall now resort to empty threats and hair pulling.
A little reverse psychology
Saturday, January 13, 2007
We haven’t had snow in Chicago for quite a while. Let me rephrase that. We haven’t had snow on the ground that I’ve had to shovel in quite a while.
Commentary, ftw.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
How many times can you watch the same movie? When the commentary’s interesting and you have some miniatures to paint and you’re suddenly not sick the correct answer in the case of Rounders is three. Because that’s me. Not sick. Awake early AM. Painting some miniatures. Listening to Rounders for the second and third time [...]
Save the wabbits, save the wabbits!
Thursday, January 11, 2007
So D– and C– were telling rabbit stories at work today. In the course of telling us all the cute stories about how their children cared for dying rabbits they taught me an interesting factoid about the little cottontails. The mother’s hide their young in nests.
But do I have to?
Monday, January 8, 2007
My nose is red and bright from the tissue. I’m tired, physically tired, from the job, from the travel, from the yelling and screaming and talking and cajoling, from the teaching, from the grading, from the reading, and marking attendance, from the day. And she tells me what to do. “Sleep,” she says.
The body always knows
Sunday, January 7, 2007
My wife made me sleep for 4 hours on a Sunday afternoon, even though she knows I slept for a nice 7 hours the night before. See saw the exhaustion in my eyes and heard me speak and complain and so she knows: My vacation is almost over.
Oh, loverboy.
Saturday, January 6, 2007
I told myself I wouldn’t include students, but this was just too creepy-funny not to write. If you never read Faulkner’s short story “A Rose for Emily,” stop reading now if you don’t care for spoilers. I’m not going to baby you with extra white space or font that matches the background to hide the [...]
I need 1000 excuses before summer.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
I didn’t know that a phone call to the West coast could be so dangerous. It’s my friend’s birthday tomorrow. We hadn’t talked in years, so I picked up the phone and called her. From our end, my wife told me that I sounded like our very first date– I wouldn’t stop talking.