My family decide to eat at Hooters. It’s early enough before the big game that we get a table handily and apparently they have many chicken wings ready at their disposal since they’re getting ready for the many Superbowl orders. And before you think that I mean “me and my brothers” when I say “family,” let me tell you that it’s my wife, my sister-in-law, my niece and me.
felixnation :: Feb.01.2009 :: Addictions, Conversations, family :: Comments Off
That’s right. It’s that time of year.
Every now and then I order something on the Internet that I don’t have delivered to my two safe zones–work or parents’ house. It’s already bad enough that when a box arrives my dad just asks me if it’s my “little men” of miniature toy soldiers, or that the office staff tells me they got presents for me when they put a box of traded Monsterpocalypse figures in my mailbox. And this time, for some reason, I didn’t want to share the delivery of my Playstation 3.
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felixnation :: Dec.13.2008 :: Addictions, Fortuna, Hermit Cave, Mad Schemes, coworkers, friends, wife :: Comments Off
My buddy A– turns thirty four, so he invites us out somewhere for drinks on a Friday night. Friday night is playing video games on the computer night, so I decline and suggest instead we just hang out at the game shop like we normally do.
–Whatever, he says, you’re worse than my elderly parents. I’ll see you at six.
So we’re at the game shop and J– and I decide to get A– a present, but we don’t know what. A– is the kind of guy who builds multiple armies and spreads himself thin trying to customize each model and paint them all up at the same time.
What better way to say, hey we’re not drinking together, than a toy soldier?
felixnation :: Oct.08.2008 :: Addictions, Conversations, Odysseys, Playas, friends, gamers :: Comments Off
This is my second follow up appointment to see the doctor. He gives me threats and ultimatums, and I try to walk a little more and cut down on the chicken wings. Today he heralds a new stage in my life.
Medication.
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felixnation :: Oct.07.2008 :: Addictions, Hermit Cave, strangers :: Comments Off
And my attempt to purge them from my system by writing about them.
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felixnation :: Aug.06.2008 :: Addictions :: Comments Off
It’s the end of the day, and I’ve escaped International Night practice with a shred of dignity still intact. The building is warm and my sweat makes it feel warmer with the lack of a breeze, so I’m ready to go.
I stop at my mailbox to see what items need to be ignored until tomorrow. Instead of a random assortment of unfiled papers, I find delicious looking brownies wrapped onto a paper plate.
Who put this here, I think, and what do they think I did to deserve it?
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felixnation :: May.01.2008 :: Addictions, The Coal Mine, coworkers :: No Comments »
My plan is as perfect as it’s convoluted. Work, stay after work, travel northeast to game, travel southeast to pickup my wife, go home and sleep at 11-12.
This way, my students get to rehearse and makeup exams, I get to play Necromunda with some new fellas, and my wife gets a ride home instead of riding the trains for 24 miles.
felixnation :: Apr.30.2008 :: Addictions, Odysseys, The Coal Mine, family, students, wife :: No Comments »
It’s my early prep time at work, so I head to the lunchroom to get some paperwork done. When I pass through the door the sight on the table stops me cold.
A blue container with a sticky note on the lid.
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felixnation :: Apr.29.2008 :: Addictions, The Coal Mine, coworkers :: No Comments »
The Hermit Cave is dank and deep, but sometimes it takes just a bit more scrubbing to wash the stank out of outside world excusions.
felixnation :: Sep.18.2007 :: Addictions, Hermit Cave, The Coal Mine, gamers, wife :: No Comments »
Today I’m trying to get my PS2 to boot when my wife calls.
What are you doing, she asks.
Trying to play, I say.
Are you lying on the floor pathetically resetting that thing for hours and hours?
No, I say getting up, I’m standing up. Continue Reading »
felixnation :: Aug.03.2007 :: Addictions, Conversations, wife :: No Comments »