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Thank You, Thank You Very Much

For your reading pleasure, my Tuesday edition of Monday Listicles.

A few days ago I visited the tremendous site of Gala Darling with it’s emphasis on Love and Gratitude.  Today, I made my first gratitude list.  In perfect harmony, for this week’s list we were asked to make a list of 10 thanks.

Universe, I marvel at your amazing synchronicity!

Penguin holding a sign that says Thank You!

10 Way To Say Thanks!

1. Tell someone how much you appreciate what they have done for you.

2. Send a snail mail letter. It’s so much better than getting bills in the mail.

3. Give a hug.

4. Draw them a picture.

5. Take your favorite person out to lunch.

6. Surprise them with a goodie basket.

7. Take them on a surprise journey.

8. Create a memory book of all the ways they have inspired or helped you.

9. Offer to walk their dog, do the dishes, or mow their yard.

10. Throw a surprise party for them.

What have you done to show someone how much you appreciate them?  Share in the comments if you like!


Death and Taxes, Picture O' The Day

A Question of the Macabre Kind

I was out with some friends the other day and I learned more about a really sad situation that happened last year when the son of one of the teacher’s at my music school committed suicide.

The suicide itself was bad enough.  But I was utterly shocked and stunned when I found out the rest of the story.

The gentleman who committed suicide had set things in motion so that his Mom would be the first one to find out what he had done and to discover his suicide note.  She flew to a different state to visit him at Christmas.  At the airport he had arranged to have a limousine pick her up from the airport and take her to his apartment.  She even said she thought this was a nice treat he had arranged for her.

At his apartment he left a note on the door for her to go in whereby she discovered his completely empty apartment with his suicide note and his legal documents on the bed.  He even described where he had left his body in case the police hadn’t found it yet.

On a visit?  At the holidays?  With a limousine?  And a note with the placement of your body?  So disturbing and sad.  So very, very horrific and horrifying.  Not just because of the end of a life, but because of the manner in which it was done.

I’m told that this person thought of his Mom as his best friend.  But still.  It’s NEVER, NEVER okay to do this to your parents.

And this is where my conversation with The Guru probably got a bit weird and macabre.  My brain refused to accept the information I had just heard and I had to explore it and poke about in every dark, lurid cranny and crevice before I could let it go.

Me: So, if you did ever decide to commit suicide who would you call in?

Him: That’s a really bizarre question.

Me:  I know.  I’m sorry.  I know that you would never do that.  But still, who would it be?  It couldn’t be your Mom.  She’d have a heart attack.  Your Dad wouldn’t do much better.  (He’s an only child).  It can’t be me because I’d call you back from the grave and strangle you for it.

Him:  This conversation is way too strange for me.

Me:  It’d have to be your uncle.  He’s a cop; he’s probably dealt with worse in his time.

Having settled on who he should call in for this situation, I started to contemplate who I would call in for the same situation.  I know.  I know.  Really, really morbid.  Like I said, I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about it even though I knew my thoughts were going in this scary, grisly direction.

Eventually, I decided it would have to be one of my friends or possibly my uncle who is a retired fireman as I felt he wouldn’t be completely scarred for life.

So, there you have it.  A spooky, dreadful question perhaps, but who would you call in if this was your situation?  Edgar Allen Poe?  Edward Gorey?  Great-aunt Matilda?

“The Suicide,” illustrated by Edward Gorey (1925-2000), date unknown.

All Things Geek and Wonderful

Quick Hit: Madness!

Delving into some really crummy territory with the hotel booked for this year’s arcade show.

Madness, pure madness!

I’m washing my hands of this crap after this year’s event.  The stress isn’t good for me.

Keeping my fingers crossed for a successful event and then – adios.

Two weeks to go.  Counting down the days.

About Me

And In The End

The love you take is equal to the love you make…

10 Things I Would Miss If It All Ended Today:

1. My Husband and his gorgeous blue eyes

2. Really good hugs

3. Sex

4. Reading a great book

5. My Mom

6. Traveling

7. Dessert especially carrot cake with cream cheese icing

8. Zoning out with the most wonderful music

9. Getting pampered – someone else doing my hair and makeup

10. Birthdays

10 Things I’d Be Happy to Say Adios To:

1. Cockroaches, spiders, and other creepy crawlies

2. Other people’s expectations

3. Rude, crummy people

4. Housework

5. Laundry

6. Traffic and bad drivers

7. Money worries

8. Trying to be patient

9. Stress

10. Stupidity

This is linked up over at Monday Listicles.  Go check out some other lists and give some love.

See you soon, readers!

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Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Munchkin Land

We went to play games with some other couples at a friend’s house today.  Both The Guru and I love games.  He’s more into arcade and video games than I, but we both enjoy games, whether card games, board games, or video games.  I even used to skip class in college to stay and play Spades with other Honor’s students.  *shhh*

At the beginning of the day everything was running pretty smoothly.  We played a couple new games including Pirate Fluxx, Saboteur, and Werewolf.  We also recently acquired Munchkin, some expansions, and some variants (Superhero, Space, etc.) for a pittance and wanted to try it out since we haven’t played that before.  One guy had played a lot of these games and helped explain the rules to us newbies.

We laughed.  We ate junk food.  We joked.  Then I started to notice rules guy was turning into a complete tool.  We’re pretty casual players and we engage in a lot of side talk, taunts, and general ribbing while gaming.  No way was this guy into that.

When it finally came time for some of us to learn to play Munchkin, including the person hosting this event at their home, things went down hill fast.  First, Mr. Grumpy Pants didn’t seem to want to play at all.  Second, Mr. Grumpy Pants seemed particularly grumpy that I was attempting to twist the rules to my advantage (which I was told was the way you play the game).  Or at least, Mr. Grumps was fine with rule twisting in HIS favor.  It all came to a head when I started to play a card then changed my mind and Hubs and our host both played something instead.

This guy had to try to tell my husband off for my misplay that he apparently was “taking advantage of”.  BTW, this was close to when Jerk-Face was going to win.  Umm, chill out dude, we’re still learning how to play.  When Hubs basically told him to back off (and so did the host) he then had to try and school Hubs as to how he wasn’t paying attention when the rules were being explained.  I’m proud to say that Hubs didn’t back down, and I controlled my – what normally would have been – extremely vicious reaction and took the higher road.

The game broke up after that and Mr. Sore Sport and posse left.  We stayed and talked to the host.  I demanded he not invite the jerk back to game night again to which he agreed.  I can see that Munchkin would be a fun game with a friendly group, but today as a poor introduction to Munchkin Land.

munchkin board game


This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
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  • Link up your post below.
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10 Questions Answered

The task for this week?  Answer 10 questions –

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, and find line 4. What is it?

I am glad on’t. What a fearful night is this! (from Julius Caesar…it’s been sitting on my desk awhile…attempting a reread but got distracted by other books)

2. How many times a day do you say Hi?

Not many.  When I’m at the office I say “Hi” to a few people.  When I work from home just the dog.

3. Have you ever worn a uniform?

Yes, back in the day when I worked on an ambulance.  It was at that point I decided that I didn’t enjoy touching sick people.  Also, I suck at taking vital signs.

4. What do you think about the most?

The nature of life.  Simplicity.  Freedom.  How to make the future better.

5. How many keys are on your keyring?

One.  I hate cluttered key rings.

6. What was the last thing you bought?

Bowls and salad plates.  I”m always in search of housewares.

cosmo dishes

7. Are you growing anything these days?

Nope.  I once killed a cactus.

8. What is under your bed?

Posters.  Large pictures.  Side art to an arcade machine.  A huge pile of the dog’s toys.  Carpet.

9. What is most important in life?

Being true to yourself.  Having fun.  Friends.  Good food.

10. What is the strangest word you used this week?


11. What is the answer to life, the universe, and everything?


This post is linked up over at Monday Listicles.  Go see some other lists.  Give love to the writers.  All writers need love.

See you tomorrow!

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Quick Hit: Don’t Be The Blender

I’ve been taking a class in Improv for the last couple of weeks.  I love the games, the freedom, the spontaneity – even if I do wonder – am I funny?  But in the end, it doesn’t matter because I am having FUN.

Last night we worked in groups and in one game we had to create a machine using our bodies, sounds, motions, etc.   I wasn’t thinking too clearly and when my group got “a blender” I decided to be the part that spins and chops things into bits.  BIG MISTAKE.

Who gets motion sick?  Me.

Annnnd….who got motion sick in the middle of class after “pureeing”?  Me.

I spent the rest of class alternating between hot flashes and cold sweats, moaning, and looking down at the floor while rubbing my temples.  Did I mention there was little to no air conditioning in the building?  Combine motion sickness with overheating and you have the perfect storm of agony.

The instructor must have been in secret sympathy.  She gave me a scene toward the end of class where the location was “on a cruise ship”.  Perfect!  I’ve got this covered.  No acting required.

What do you do when the “show must go on” even if you’re feeling sick?  I’d love to hear about your experiences in the comments!  Last night, I threw my quest for greatness to the winds and accepted that my C-game would have to be good enough, and life went on, the sky did not fall, and it was okay.

See you soon, readers!