Letters to Myself

You know you're the parent of a toddler when your spouse discovers that her eyeglasses case has been filled with Cheerios.

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Hope everyone had a good holiday, what with celebrating the birth of our nation by blowing up part of it. We spent most of our Fourth in the emergency room.

No, I didn't blow off a finger. Thanks for asking. False alarm for the most part.

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For those of you wondering when I would be working on my Snoopy and the Red Baron imitation, it has been scheduled: Saturday, July 26th at 1:30 pm. Please make a note of it. Pictures after the fact, obviously.

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We're currently experiencing some thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening (Galileo! Galileo!), so I'm closing for now.

Reading: The Yiddish Policemen's Union, by Michael Chabon.

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Regular Friday Night Fights, hosted by Bahlactus have been postponed (he's probably out blowing up planets to celebrate the Fourth). Nevertheless: fight fight fight!

Violence: American style.

Sorry I've not been posting. This week slipped by, and my holiday's been spectacularly crappy so far. Bah!

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Friday Night Fights!

This is what happens when you don't clean your plate.

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4e D&D Review: Websnark: I roll to disbelieve, by Eric Burns.

Related snort: Killjoy Cooking With the Dungeons & Dragons Crowd, by Lore Sjöberg.

Amusing video: "Mary Sue," by The House of Black (who are described as "a wizard rock band.")

Science!: Scientists think big impact caused two-faced Mars, by Nature.

Scooby-Doo prankster alludes Queensland police, by Robyn Ironside. Eddie Izzard was right: Scooby-Doo is a universal figure.

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Went and saw Eddie Izzard perform last night. Truly he is the funniest man in our part of the cosmos.

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I don't how accurate this article on the future of video games is (it is from Cracked, after all), but this game Spore sounds like the sort of program that'll make World of Warcrack as compelling as a game of tic-tac-toe.

Mind you, the stuff they list as coming down the pike fifteen years from now is already firing up the "You kids get off my lawn!" instinct in me. They'll probably yell back something like "The evil dragon is attacking!" and start waving their arms as they throw virtual fireballs at me. At that point, I'll go get the hose.

Reading: Matter, by Iain M. Banks.

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Friday Night Fights:

You might feel a slight burning sensation.

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This journal, if the words all suddenly poured out the monitor and landed in a big splatter on your desk.

(Click to embiggen.)

Make your own Wordle!

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It was a vigorous weekend, thanks to the two-in-one holiday combo of Father's Day and Ian's Birthday. I realize Ian's Birthday isn't a holiday -- yet -- but it's a holiday in this house. Admittedly, Father's Day wasn't much more than "Enjoy your card," but that was just fine with me. He's the whole reason why I get credit for that day anyhow. Besides, if my math is correct, that won't happen again until 2014.

It was a good party; grandparents of both sides appeared, as well as Lisa's sister Lisa and our friends Jason and Chandra, with the cats circling around the edges. True, it lacked the wholesale cake destruction of last year, but you can't have everything.

In addition to the cake, we had real food that grownups would enjoy. Probably for the last time; next year he'll be able to pick the menu. If we're lucky, it'll be pizza at home. If we're unlucky, he'll want to go to Chuck E. Cheese (shudder).

Reading: After finally finishing the massive Hembeck Omnibus, I read Sarah Prineas's The Magic Thief (excellent! Sarah, when's book two coming out?) and am now enjoying David Schwartz's Superheroes. Most excellent.

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Friday night fights: your basic game of cat and mouse.

Of course, in this case, the mice have guns as well. Take that, you Nazi, er, cat!

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Today's my sweetie's birthday! Send her good wishes, whydontcha? Comments, emails, and psychic wishes through the psionic ether all happily accepted.

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