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Jun. 4th, 2002
What exactly happened this weekend
Jun. 4th, 2002 10:55 amIn my all-knowing intelligence, I changed my stupid "leave comments here" link-ish-ma-bob. It took all of 4.9 seconds when I attempted it at noon, and before proceeding to beat linux with large sticks.
Or a croquet mallet, which works equally well.
Speaking of which, I learned to how to actually play croquet this weekend. Like with the offical rules and all. (As opposed to Calvinball croquet, which is still far superior.) And, gentleman's game or no, I have to agree that the temptation to become violent with those mallets is strong.
"How DARE you smash my ball into the cholla? You shall pay dearly for that insult..."
I also became reacquainted with the great fun that is the Society for Creative Anachronism. It's painfully obvious that I don't know how to dance, and as this was a tourney will balls and whatnot, I felt a wee bit out of place. (Like a lumbering orange elephant would have been out of place.) Thankfully, I can still shoot a bow with some semblance of accuracy, so I didn't feel like a total plebe.
And, given enough time, I shall master the names and ranks of these people, and the dances and all the Outlands shall um.... tremble in fear at my basic knowledge!
Or a croquet mallet, which works equally well.
Speaking of which, I learned to how to actually play croquet this weekend. Like with the offical rules and all. (As opposed to Calvinball croquet, which is still far superior.) And, gentleman's game or no, I have to agree that the temptation to become violent with those mallets is strong.
"How DARE you smash my ball into the cholla? You shall pay dearly for that insult..."
I also became reacquainted with the great fun that is the Society for Creative Anachronism. It's painfully obvious that I don't know how to dance, and as this was a tourney will balls and whatnot, I felt a wee bit out of place. (Like a lumbering orange elephant would have been out of place.) Thankfully, I can still shoot a bow with some semblance of accuracy, so I didn't feel like a total plebe.
And, given enough time, I shall master the names and ranks of these people, and the dances and all the Outlands shall um.... tremble in fear at my basic knowledge!