
With more floor space than any building on earth, the city-in-a-building Crystal Island looks like the future, as viewed from 1950, is coming true. The energy friendly design is fascinating.
I keep getting addicted to free games. Once I realize I've hit the point of madness, I drag the game into the trash bin and empty the trash. Then a week later I pick up another game, and it starts all over again.
Usually, I'm pretty competent at the things I do. (I do things I enjoy, and with enjoyment comes practice, and with practice comes skill.) And I'm fairly good at games. So when I downloaded
BzFlag, an online first person tank game, I was just subconsciously expecting to do well. I started out on the bottom of the score list. No surprise there.
But after weeks of playing, I was still at the bottom of the score list. I stank. I would get killed three or four times before even getting a shot off. I'd press the
home key, to look at stats and my accuracy would be the lowest in the server.
This much skillessness was unheard of. I couldn't stand seeing "Brains", my game nickname on the bottom of the list all the time. I did something I have never done since I first played online - I changed my nickname. "Wallace" was what I came up with, and as "Wallace", I continued to dominate last place.
Until three days ago. With no warning, I found myself in second place. Then several times I've been on top of the score list.
Then randomly, I'm back to doing poorly. Oh well, the change was nice for a while.
I stumbled on a list of list of
pirate attacks during the month of October. While I sit on the couch and answer email, somewhere in the world a ship's crew might be fighting of pirates with flareguns or fire hoses.
On the miniscule chance that one of my friends wants a GMail invite but does not already have one, I'm announcing that I have six to give away.
Extreme Ironing, the pursuit of taking photos of yourself ironing while doing crazy things.
Two thousand, three hundred graduates fill the area floor, while thousands of parents and friends fill the stands. Hand painted in white on one graduates black mortarboard - visible to the audience looking as he walked the stage - "R U HIRING"