Well, this weekend is shaping up to be chalk full of wonderful, busy things.
Thursday: The Men's group at church is gathering at 6pm for a potluck and movie, "Kingdom of Heaven".
Friday: The Great Quizzing Challenge Party at my Pastor's house for all my Quizzers, where we will nom on some hotdogs, veggies, chips, soda, and of course, Pastor's handmade milkshakes. Oh, we'll be watching "Tangled" by the way.
Saturday: Time for some down and dirty overtime, plus Deanna's folks are in town, so I'm sure there will be hanging out after work.
Sunday: Spokane MS Walk at Spokane Falls Community College at 9am, followed by more hanging out with parents, and then Geek Moot at 5pm (we're picking up a super challenging campaign, so I need to be mentally alert).
So in light of my super busy weekend (where my downtime will be filled with cuddling or Pokemon) I'm not going to post anything new. However, if you, my dear readers, would like to submit some ideas for me to blog about, or have questions or comments you'd like me to address, I will be more than happy to do so as soon as Monday rolls around.
(I might arrange a guest blogger for the weekend too, if I don't get any submissions)
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
The Rules
One of the things I like best about Deanna is her ability to get me to talk about the strangest stuff. Okay, it's not so much an ability to get me to talk, as it is more an ability to withstand the amount of dorky stuff that pours out of my mouth.
Last night's conversation was about little things that annoyed us, and I launched into my soap box speech about how guys should not talk to each other in a public restroom.
I'm really not sure when or where this practice began, but I can guess it had something to do with the monks who took vows of silence, and realized the blessing of silence in a public restroom.
So, dear readers, here are the Men's Restroom Rules for you consideration.
1. Do not talk to each other, ever. Did you know that the Romans had large public restrooms in their empire? Their empire fell to pieces. This is why we enjoy silence, because every time you talk, you risk having America collapse.
2. When the stall door is shut, I am invisible. It is for the best if you do not attempt to identify the person who just made that "manly" sound/smell by their shoes. Treat them with dignity and anonymity.
3. The Mark of Shame. It is a well known fact that some men sit down to pee, like little sissy girls. Remember that all men in the room can hear what you are doing, and if you use a sitting stall to just pee, you best be standing up with the door open, or you will be held down and branded as a little sissy girl for the rest of your life. That, or poop.
4. Do not pleasure yourself, EVER. Remember, we can hear everything you do in that stall. Approved "manly" sounds are all we want to hear. What we don't want to hear is someone struggling and grunting to...ya know what, forget explaining this. If you get caught "pleasuring yourself" in a public restroom, you will be branded a freak for life. Wait until you're at home for cryin' out loud!
5. No women allowed. They have cooties, need you any other reason?
Last night's conversation was about little things that annoyed us, and I launched into my soap box speech about how guys should not talk to each other in a public restroom.
I'm really not sure when or where this practice began, but I can guess it had something to do with the monks who took vows of silence, and realized the blessing of silence in a public restroom.
So, dear readers, here are the Men's Restroom Rules for you consideration.
1. Do not talk to each other, ever. Did you know that the Romans had large public restrooms in their empire? Their empire fell to pieces. This is why we enjoy silence, because every time you talk, you risk having America collapse.
2. When the stall door is shut, I am invisible. It is for the best if you do not attempt to identify the person who just made that "manly" sound/smell by their shoes. Treat them with dignity and anonymity.
3. The Mark of Shame. It is a well known fact that some men sit down to pee, like little sissy girls. Remember that all men in the room can hear what you are doing, and if you use a sitting stall to just pee, you best be standing up with the door open, or you will be held down and branded as a little sissy girl for the rest of your life. That, or poop.
4. Do not pleasure yourself, EVER. Remember, we can hear everything you do in that stall. Approved "manly" sounds are all we want to hear. What we don't want to hear is someone struggling and grunting to...ya know what, forget explaining this. If you get caught "pleasuring yourself" in a public restroom, you will be branded a freak for life. Wait until you're at home for cryin' out loud!
5. No women allowed. They have cooties, need you any other reason?
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Descent Into Geekdom
Over the past ten years or so, I have noticed a slow, downward spiral towards ultimate geekdom in my life.
It started with MMORPGs, then moved to buying my own custom built computer (thanks Chad), then it moved to purchasing high speed internet, followed by what I consider the most recent milestones in this tragic tale of normal boy transformed into a geek.
First, even though I do play table top RPGs every week, I had never EVER been to a convention. That experience happened last year at GameCon, where I not only attended my first convention, I actually ran a game for them!!!
Follow that up several months later where I ran not one, but two games at SpoCon.
That's when I first noted the descent. I had crossed a line into a world of geekiness that I believe escape from is impossible at this point.
Technically, impossible from the point of last night at 9:30pm.
You see, there's one aspect of geekdom that I had yet to participate fully in until last night, and that was a fullblown LARP (Live Action Role Play for those who don't know).
Side Note: I technically spent 5 years in Amtgard role playing there, but there were few cahnces, and it was mostly combat oriented with padded weapons, rather than actual role playing. Back to the Blog.
At first, I was prepared to jump in with both feet and no clue as to how to play, which is my favorite approach to all games, but then I was informed of Deanna's parents coming into town and wanting to go out with dinner, so I just went along to observe until dinner time. But after dinner, I went back to the LARP, and jumped right in.
The scariest thing was how much I enjoyed it. Let me put it into perspective for you. Friday night was going to be pretty short. I had to be at work today at 5:30am, so my bedtime was 8:00pm last night, just so I could get some decent sleep. People showed up, and starting gathering at the LARP at a little after 6:00pm. The plan for dinner was to meet up with Deanna and her folks around 7:00pm, eat, and then go home and go to bed.
I didn't even play before dinner, I just hung around and chewed the fat with a couple friends before leaving. Yet, all through dinner, it was an epic battle between my normal self and my geek self as to whether I should go home, be responsible and sleep, or go back to the game and play a little, despite the lateness and having to work early. I ended up going back to the game. Which caused me to get to bed around midnight, and up at 4:30am to get ready for work.
I'm a little tired right now, but my inner geek is sustaining me, since it is so pleased at winning the fight last night and getting to come out and take control.
So, my name is Dave. I'm a man, but I can change, if I have to, I guess...I'm also a geek. And proud of it.
I have arrived at my destination, Geek City, population: me.
How close are you to total Geekdom, dear readers? And does blogging really count as a geek activity these days??
It started with MMORPGs, then moved to buying my own custom built computer (thanks Chad), then it moved to purchasing high speed internet, followed by what I consider the most recent milestones in this tragic tale of normal boy transformed into a geek.
First, even though I do play table top RPGs every week, I had never EVER been to a convention. That experience happened last year at GameCon, where I not only attended my first convention, I actually ran a game for them!!!
Follow that up several months later where I ran not one, but two games at SpoCon.
That's when I first noted the descent. I had crossed a line into a world of geekiness that I believe escape from is impossible at this point.
Technically, impossible from the point of last night at 9:30pm.
You see, there's one aspect of geekdom that I had yet to participate fully in until last night, and that was a fullblown LARP (Live Action Role Play for those who don't know).
Side Note: I technically spent 5 years in Amtgard role playing there, but there were few cahnces, and it was mostly combat oriented with padded weapons, rather than actual role playing. Back to the Blog.
At first, I was prepared to jump in with both feet and no clue as to how to play, which is my favorite approach to all games, but then I was informed of Deanna's parents coming into town and wanting to go out with dinner, so I just went along to observe until dinner time. But after dinner, I went back to the LARP, and jumped right in.
The scariest thing was how much I enjoyed it. Let me put it into perspective for you. Friday night was going to be pretty short. I had to be at work today at 5:30am, so my bedtime was 8:00pm last night, just so I could get some decent sleep. People showed up, and starting gathering at the LARP at a little after 6:00pm. The plan for dinner was to meet up with Deanna and her folks around 7:00pm, eat, and then go home and go to bed.
I didn't even play before dinner, I just hung around and chewed the fat with a couple friends before leaving. Yet, all through dinner, it was an epic battle between my normal self and my geek self as to whether I should go home, be responsible and sleep, or go back to the game and play a little, despite the lateness and having to work early. I ended up going back to the game. Which caused me to get to bed around midnight, and up at 4:30am to get ready for work.
I'm a little tired right now, but my inner geek is sustaining me, since it is so pleased at winning the fight last night and getting to come out and take control.
So, my name is Dave. I'm a man, but I can change, if I have to, I guess...I'm also a geek. And proud of it.
I have arrived at my destination, Geek City, population: me.
How close are you to total Geekdom, dear readers? And does blogging really count as a geek activity these days??
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Surprises
Yesterday was my day off (I work this Saturday), and my chance to do something nice for Deanna. But I had to surprise her. More to the point, I have to actually work at surprising her.
I'm not good at keeping secrets when it involves surprises. For some genetic reason, I just have to tell someone. It's not a desire so much as a driving need to let it out. Because of that, I have to work extremely hard to do something she doesn't expect.
And that usually involves telling someone else who won't tell her.
Moving on though, I also had to hide the fact I wasn't at work, or else she'd totally know I was up to something. So I got up early to call her, as is our usual morning routine.
Side Note: There are a lot of people, some friends included, that automatically assume that we live together. This is not the case. She lives on the north side of the city, and I live on the east side, close to the Idaho border. It's about 35 minutes one way to her house. And it's kinda fun to watch people boggle and reel when they find out we aren't living together, or even sleeping together. It's also sad that even people who know us as Christians still just assume we're living and sleeping together prior to being married. Oh well. Back to the blog.
After I called her, I wanted to go over to her place right away to get everything ready, but I knew she sometimes goes home for lunch, and I didn't want to get caught in the act.
Side Note: Yes, I have a key to her place, mostly for emergencies, or surprises, like this one. It's not an open door policy. Back to the blog.
So I did whatever I could to bide my time. I played some Pokemon, watched a movie, even did my laundry! Eventually, I was in the safe zone and went over.
I did her dishes, cleaned off the dining room table, and planned our evening. Frisbee at the park until sunset, then a candle-lit dinner, followed by "Dirty Dancing". The only problem I had with keeping it all a surprise was were to park my car. Of course, my awesome "ninja skillz" took over and I hid it in plain sight. She even walked right past it and didn't think to look twice.
Side Note: I really do have "ninja skillz", but I'm saving that for another post. Back to the blog.
In fact, genuine surprise covered her face when I opened the door and welcomed her home. She was quite delighted.
The rest of our evening went well, and I was super proud of myself for being able to keep it all a secret.
Also, "Dirty Dancing" was a pretty good movie, although Deanna kept having to cover my eyes during a couple scenes.
So, dear readers, what have you done for your sweetheart lately?
I'm not good at keeping secrets when it involves surprises. For some genetic reason, I just have to tell someone. It's not a desire so much as a driving need to let it out. Because of that, I have to work extremely hard to do something she doesn't expect.
And that usually involves telling someone else who won't tell her.
Moving on though, I also had to hide the fact I wasn't at work, or else she'd totally know I was up to something. So I got up early to call her, as is our usual morning routine.
Side Note: There are a lot of people, some friends included, that automatically assume that we live together. This is not the case. She lives on the north side of the city, and I live on the east side, close to the Idaho border. It's about 35 minutes one way to her house. And it's kinda fun to watch people boggle and reel when they find out we aren't living together, or even sleeping together. It's also sad that even people who know us as Christians still just assume we're living and sleeping together prior to being married. Oh well. Back to the blog.
After I called her, I wanted to go over to her place right away to get everything ready, but I knew she sometimes goes home for lunch, and I didn't want to get caught in the act.
Side Note: Yes, I have a key to her place, mostly for emergencies, or surprises, like this one. It's not an open door policy. Back to the blog.
So I did whatever I could to bide my time. I played some Pokemon, watched a movie, even did my laundry! Eventually, I was in the safe zone and went over.
I did her dishes, cleaned off the dining room table, and planned our evening. Frisbee at the park until sunset, then a candle-lit dinner, followed by "Dirty Dancing". The only problem I had with keeping it all a surprise was were to park my car. Of course, my awesome "ninja skillz" took over and I hid it in plain sight. She even walked right past it and didn't think to look twice.
Side Note: I really do have "ninja skillz", but I'm saving that for another post. Back to the blog.
In fact, genuine surprise covered her face when I opened the door and welcomed her home. She was quite delighted.
The rest of our evening went well, and I was super proud of myself for being able to keep it all a secret.
Also, "Dirty Dancing" was a pretty good movie, although Deanna kept having to cover my eyes during a couple scenes.
So, dear readers, what have you done for your sweetheart lately?
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Q&A Once More
Okay dear readers, time for some Q&A.
My question to you is, what would you like to be when/if/even if you don't grow up?
Personally, I'd want to be my own narrator for my life, kinda like in "The Christmas Story". I think that'd be fun.
Also, don't forget to order one of Star LaSky's books here! Congrats again on becoming published Star!
(I'm ordering mine tonight and having it shipped to her house so I can get an autographed copy, hehe!)
My question to you is, what would you like to be when/if/even if you don't grow up?
Personally, I'd want to be my own narrator for my life, kinda like in "The Christmas Story". I think that'd be fun.
Also, don't forget to order one of Star LaSky's books here! Congrats again on becoming published Star!
(I'm ordering mine tonight and having it shipped to her house so I can get an autographed copy, hehe!)
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