Sabatical

I've decided to put this blog on sleep mode for a while. I have various reasons:

1. I'm taking a summer math class which is using up the vast majority of my time and is, unfortunately, completely necessary if I wanna transfer in the spring (which I do).
2. I need to concentrate on finishing up my remaining classes and transferring, and being all studious severely cuts into my time for anything fun or interesting, meaning...
   
3. I haven't done much in the way of knittin' or craftin' lately, and I feel it's a waste to post nothing but silly rants and game reviews and other such fillers.

Not sure when this place will be active again, but I hope that when it is, y'all will come back to read my rambles. :)
Take care and have a happy summer!

Arrrr!

Recently discovered that Sid Meier has put out an updated version of his classic Pirates! computer games: Sid Meier's Pirates! Living the Life. So of course it had to be bought.
Now I am addicted to this game. Finals are looming, and all I want to do is sit at this computer and pretend to be a pirate.
I remember playing Pirates! Gold back in the day (although it was my brother's game; I didn't get much play time) and it was grand. This version has been kicked up, graphics-wise, and seems easier to navigate. The music is swashbuckling, and the action is quick and fun.
One of the biggest drawbacks, however, is the repetitive cutscenes. They're almost exactly the same, over and over and over again. Same with the dancing and, sadly, the sword fighting - they get to be a chore pretty quickly.
Another complaint is that it's a bit on the childish side - corny and cartoony. That's okay, but wouldn't it be nice to play a grittier, adult-oriented (don't think dirty) game? The actual life of your pirate is not too realistic in this game - I mean, c'mon, pirates had to deal with guns, swords, cannons, soldiers of angry nations, disease, and bad hygiene. Life may have been swashbuckling but I'd wager it wasn't very pretty. And this game doesn't even show BLOOD.

Bottomline: full of piratey goodness and pretty damn fun at first, but sure to get boring quicker than it should.

Xmas in May

How does this pattern grab ya? The snowman is almost cute, but Santa looks like he's waiting for you to turn your back so he can suck your soul out through your left nostril. Just the thought of this thing lurking in the dark living room would chase away dreams of dancing sugarplums and invoke visions of fire and brimstone.

More creepy cuteness can be found here.

Nothing to post

Meh, I got nothing. But here's some randomness (hopefully entertaining).

Go look at this. Yup, it's a beerbot. How much beer must one swill to earn a beerbot? A lot.

Dare to battle me? Beware, I have two of the best super powers EVER.

Nemo is a Giant Dragon that has a Swirly Hypnotic Gaze, can Leap Great Distances, and is Wreathed with Flames. Strength: 7 Agility: 10 Intelligence: 9 To see if your Giant Battle Monster can defeat Nemo, enter your name and choose an attack: fights Nemo using StrengthAgilityIntelligence

A Stupid Story.

I had an incident a couple months ago when I had to get up (too) early on a Saturday to go to work. I'm not very alert before, say, noon, but as I headed out my bedroom, I heard someone walking on the roof, and saw a big man-sized shadow through my blinds. I figured that my dad was fiddling around with the gutters or something, and left for work.

It took me until an hour after arriving at work to realized that dad had been asleep in his bed when I left the house.

This meant:
a) Someone had been on the roof. Right outside my window.
or,
b) I had finally lost my mind completely and irrevocably.

We never found any evidence that any creepo had actually been on the roof, so instead of ringing the loony bin, we all chose to pretend it never happened.
Until about two weeks later.
I was woken up around dawn by loud person-walking-on-the-roof noises and of course thought, "oh crap, the imaginary rooftop pervert is back!" This time, however, my blinds were partially open, and I was able to see more than his big creepy shadow.
It was a squirrel. A fucking squirrel. Not even perverted peeking toms are interested in harassing me. I get small wildlife.
I now know that the sound of a fat ugly squirrel clawing his way up my window screen for no apparent reason is the same sound as a full-grown man walking around on roof shingles. I kid you not. SAME SOUND.
And my furry little tormentor didn't stop there. He kept coming back, diabolically timing his harassments for moments when I was asleep, changing clothes, or otherwise completely unprepared for a counterattack.
But yesterday, I had my revenge.
I was studying in my room, with the window open, when I detected the noises of my enemy sneaking up to my window for another surprise attack. Now, if my cat were still living, I would have simply let her out on the roof, and she would have eaten him. I had to settle for lying in wait until he started his climb, then suddenly leaping at him, scratching the screen and barking, scaring the little shit so bad he fell off the screen and scuttled away in such a panic he probably left a trail of urine behind him. He hasn't come back to visit since.
I told you it was a stupid story.

I'm an Olympian, albeit a lazy one.

Okay, Baby Kady, your fetching new outfit is done and ready to ship. See? It's going in the box.



Alright, so it's nothing impressive. But it comes with a matching hat.



Please overlook the questionable quality of the crochet borders. Auntie did the best she could, but she's not a very good hooker yet (give her a few drinks first). She's just relieved she made the Knitting Olympics deadline, meaning she's not an utter failure, just bad at time management.