And so another month ends and another year ends. Before I even knew what hit me, 2007 is over and it is time for the Dark Lord Char’Nagh to make his rounds collecting sacrifices and delivering weapons or something.
New Years is a scam.
It’s the calendar makers.
They made it all up.
Beyond that I don’t know what I feel like saying, so I’m not going to say it. Unless it was that. Maybe it was…
A few days ago I was in line at the Superstore and the man BEHIND me in line apologized to me for taking so long. I don’t actually know what that was about. I am hoping he did it just to confuse me.
Yesterday, the Superstore was super-packed with customers and I wanted to buy some nail clippers. The store was closing in like five minutes and the lines were quite long so I grabbed the first nail clippers I saw even though they were quite clearly labeled as being “For Her” even though I see no discernible difference between them and any other nail clippers I’ve ever owned. But deep down, I feel now that any time I am cutting my fingernails, I am doing something girly. Fortunately, I’m 100% okay with that.
I noticed last night that I have made it this far this year without getting a single Christmas Card. That works out much better than previous years when I’d be up to like three by now. Much better. That said, I have not been to my Grandmother’s yet. I’ll probably not end up with a card-free year, but at least it’s closer.
And since I decided that the theme for this post was “Cards” I now have to come up with something else on that topic. Years back, a friend named Adam invented a card game called Pivonka which had the most complex system of rules I ever did see. Unfortunately those rules are now lost. Someday I might have to go under hypnosis or something to make them come back.
I remember it was Adam and I who first sat down to play the game which he offered to teach me. He told me he picked it up during his travels in the Middle East. Now, I got that that part wasn’t true it took me far longer than it should have to realize that he was just making it up as he went.
And the best thing was that he made certain there was some rule in the game that made everyone playing have to back up and yell “Pivonka!” in shock or admiration or something. Good times.
Uh… Let’s see…
I guess that I am happy that I had an extra day off this weekend. Granted I will have an extra day of work this week as well, but I’ll complain about that when the time comes.
In other news, I am fairly certain that I have become a conductor for alien transmissions to be sent to the planet Planet Earth. This explains why I always make noises vocally. This is the only explanation. It is interesting to note that the aliens speak fluent English and generally don’t have anything to say beyond what I was going to say anyway. But it is still an honor to be so vital to human history.
And finally I must begrudge the fact we have so much more snow than we did at this time than last year. As a noted fan of not-snow, I will consider this my official complaint for the time being. The snow does act as a reminder that I need some new shoes, though.
I remember this one time I woke up with my eyes all purple and swollen like I’d been punched in the face in my sleep. That was neat.
Anyway, I can’t really claim to have done much this weekend, but I guess that’s no real surprise. I’d love to get writing or something, but I have lost the motivation and won’t get it back until I’ve slain a dragon or something. In lieu of that, here’s a stupid drawing: