Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

Am I really that much of a freak for liking my Y-axis inverted?

This is not a double entendre, I promise.

It’s just that I’ve been playing a lot (a LOT) of Fallout 3 lately, and the most natural thing in the world for me is to play it with the Y-axis inverted, so that pressing down on the joystick brings the camera up, and vice versa. When I hand the controller over to Hub for him to do something, he calls me a mutant freak of nature and scoffs repeatedly at me. Scoff, scoff scoff.

I dunno, man, it just feels right.

My daughter woke up crying this morning from a bad dream about me. She wouldn’t tell me what it was until this evening. She said that Daddy wasn’t home, and her sister was in the house, but I was sitting in a red truck in the driveway. She kept coming out to try to get in the truck with me, but I would roll up the window and ignore her. Just sitting there. No wonder she was so distressed. What an awful dream.

I gave her lots of love and cuddles today and played Mousetrap with her. She and I both lost to her sister.

The best part about working in the garden with the kids is that you can squirt them with the hose when you’re done. But then, with pre-meditated coldness, they insist on giving Mommy a big hug afterwards. The chumps.

Finally got the radishes, carrots, peas, and onions all set. Need to see if we can find some strawberry seedlings at the garden center, and maybe some spinach. The next batch goes in late March – stuff like cucumbers, squash, edamame, tomatoes, peppers, and corn. The viney melony/winter squashy stuff we’re going to plant in the front, unoccupied flower beds just for grins, because the watermelons took up so much real estate in the square foot garden last year.

Why nobody will ever beat Johnny Carson for the title. An eggcellent skit.

GREG RUTTER’S DEFINITIVE LIST OF THE 99 THINGS YOU SHOULD HAVE ALREADY EXPERIENCED ON THE INTERNET UNLESS YOU’RE A LOSER OR OLD OR SOMETHING

I think I may have missed a few. Guess I’m a loser. And I’m old!

This ad has it all: fluffy pink cloud bed, Alice in Wonderland references, tickling, phallic doorways, and BDSM. Can you guess what it’s for?

The Uranium Cafe found and posted online (scroll halfway down) Jimmy Page’s lost soundtrack for Kenneth Anger’s film, Lucifer Rising. Apparently Page had been interested in the occult for a while, but his work on the soundtrack is what kicked off all the rumors that black magic caused Robert Plant’s car accident, the death of Plant’s son, and the death of John Bonham. I remember reading some lurid biography gleefully proclaiming that black smoke rose from Jimmy Page’s chimney the night that John Bonham died, because he witched it somehow. Use your heads, people.

Anyway, the soundtrack is interesting and has hints of In Through the Out Door in it.