Nope. It's actually this.
It's a fantastic game of visual perception, and it's fascinating mathematically. It's great fun in groups of all different sizes, and sometimes I even like to play solitaire -- timing my speed through the deck.
It's a fantastic game of visual perception, and it's fascinating mathematically. It's great fun in groups of all different sizes, and sometimes I even like to play solitaire -- timing my speed through the deck.
I gave my Mom, Sister, Apprentice (I was mentor for a student at the College) and Girlfriend each one of the Open Heart necklaces that Kay Jewelers had for sale. I paid my mother's tuition for a class that she is planning to take, and my father asked that we not get him anything. I bought him a new GPS though.
To my mom:
She doesn't celebrate holidays so I'll grace her with the gift of my presence this weekend.
To my boyfriend:
A book on the rise of Japanese arcade culture in the US
The complete Cowboy Bebop soundtrack (currently languishing in USPS purgatory)
BSG season 4.0 on pre-order
To my boyfriend's grandmother/salvation:
A big basket of fine yarn. She's an avid knitter.
To my friend who took me under her wing when I moved here:
An ottoman especially designed to store video games and controllers
To my RL BBS friends:
Shhhh...they're reading this and I still have to give them their gift!
To one virtual-only BBS friend:
A print rez copy of one of my photos he took shine to earlier this year
To my other acquaintances:
Booze and tons of it!
She doesn't celebrate holidays so I'll grace her with the gift of my presence this weekend.
To my boyfriend:
A book on the rise of Japanese arcade culture in the US
The complete Cowboy Bebop soundtrack (currently languishing in USPS purgatory)
BSG season 4.0 on pre-order
To my boyfriend's grandmother/salvation:
A big basket of fine yarn. She's an avid knitter.
To my friend who took me under her wing when I moved here:
An ottoman especially designed to store video games and controllers
To my RL BBS friends:
Shhhh...they're reading this and I still have to give them their gift!
To one virtual-only BBS friend:
A print rez copy of one of my photos he took shine to earlier this year
To my other acquaintances:
Booze and tons of it!
I remember doing a report on that in 9th grade!
Did you keep the receipt?I gave RJDrummerBoy herpes.
But it was totally an accident. I swear.
Somewhere I have a set of ancient games that I got from-- hm, I don't know-- QPBC or SFBC or maybe SABC. I've been interested in the games of ancient cultures since the first time I saw The Ten Commandments; I should check around to see if there are any encompassing books on the subject.
I gave RJDrummerBoy herpes.
But it was totally an accident. I swear.
We must have sung 20 hymns at the Lutheran church on Christmas Eve. I was almost unable to walk down the steps from the choir loft. Christmas hymns are not very difficult to pedal, but all the pedal work for 20+ hymns plus all the fancy "special" music just took it's toll on me. Then I had to turn around and play at my own church Christmas morning.
I feel like I gave my soul.
Sounds more like you gave your soles.
Dad- A bike computer
Mom- Lost Season 4 (a holiday regular)
Brother- Star Wars Clone Wars movie
Sister- First two Twilight books
Mom- Lost Season 4 (a holiday regular)
Brother- Star Wars Clone Wars movie
Sister- First two Twilight books
I'm sure he didn't do it just for the halibut.
I gave RJDrummerBoy herpes.
But it was totally an accident. I swear.
We must have sung 20 hymns at the Lutheran church on Christmas Eve. I was almost unable to walk down the steps from the choir loft. Christmas hymns are not very difficult to pedal, but all the pedal work for 20+ hymns plus all the fancy "special" music just took it's toll on me. Then I had to turn around and play at my own church Christmas morning.That's what my mother always used to say before launching into a lament...
I feel like I gave my soul.
Sounds more like you gave your soles.
And pulled out all the stops.
(sorry, bad organ humor, and I'm sure he's heard it before!)
That's the key to doing a good job - take note.
That's a sharp observation.
The key to this thread is to do the bare minim-um of harm before someone notifies the moderato. That goes treble for bad music puns - which aren't really my forte, sadly, as they have a tendency to fall flat on its Bach.
But what an immense organ.
To my three sisters: Personalized ornaments for their trees. Excerpts from my Dave Barry-style memoirs. Mostly the stories that involved them and me as children.
To my niece: A brand new song just for her called "For You, I Wish".
To me: One day without pressure.
Happy New Year to all.
--Ted
To my niece: A brand new song just for her called "For You, I Wish".
To me: One day without pressure.
Happy New Year to all.
--Ted