I’m headed into the mountains for a bit. Friends of ours have invited us to their cabin for an “eve-of-Christmas-eve evening,” and I’ve been led to understand that the closest tie with civilization will be an FM radio reciever (no transmitter.) I’m betting my cellphone will be useless except as a clock, and that the wireless card in my laptop will visibly shiver from loneliness.
I’m bringing the laptop anyway. Who knows when inspiration might strike? I’m not about to hand-write my notes.
I’m also bringing Star Munchkin, Grave Robbers from Outer Space, Falling, UNO, and Phase 10. Oh, and a proper boom-box, my iPod, and my iPod FM transmitter. I can’t use it to call for help, but I can broadcast christmas music to any reciever within about 5 meters.
I’ll be back by Christmas Eve. If I don’t post anything before then, Merry Christmas everybody. Be safe, be kind, be joyous, be well.
–Howard
Have fun storming the castle!
Ah, Grave Robbers. Remember, only the virgin survives.
Aaah, Star Munchkin… The deck that contains my most treasured weapon. One hand, 1200 credits, +4 bonus… Sound familiar? 🙂
(Not my most wanted however, that honour goes to the “Especially depressing, spirit animated, extra-loud, gold-plated, armour-piercing, self-cleaning, doubly blessed and doubly poisoned, experimental, LaserRaserSprayserLaserShmaserGazerDazerMaserBobaserGoawayserXrayserBananafananafofaser of the dead, of my Grandfather, with Spiky Bits, of Doom… and it’s honorable Brother in Arms…” Combat bonus of 152, and no hands required. 🙂
Of course the only reason I want it is for the ability to mention “I once had the…”
*grin*
The one thing I’ve always wanted to do ever since I found a shop that sells all the Munchkin decks is to play a game with all versions shuffled together. I would have done so already if I just had the damn money.
Munchkin takes the prize as the coolest card game ever so easily.
That it does. Which is why I wish very kharmic things to happen to the miscreant who broke into my car and stole my decks.
Merry Christmas, Howard, if I don’t spot you beforehand.
Mister Flames / Vermilion / Rich…
That would explain why you aren’t answering the phone.
It is, apparently, better to light a metterforical flamethrower of technology than to curse the darkness of primitive conditions.
My roomie has an iPod FM transmitter that he uses in his van. When following him and his date to an Irish Caleidh one night, I could easily pick up his transmitter’s signal a good 8 car lengths away! Have fun up there…
One of your readers,
Morrisman
My roomie has an iPod FM transmitter that he uses in his van. When following him and his date to an Irish Caleidh one night, I could easily pick up his transmitter’s signal a good 8 car lengths away! Have fun up there…
One of your readers,
Morrisman
Merry Christmas to you too, Howard!
In other news,
We’ve been selecting for mice with a soft touch in the past… now we’re going to start selecting for mice who can figure out that it’s a trap, and they just need to leave it alone. I don’t expect there to be many subjects left after the first generation. Evolution in action!
but how would you know? By definition, if they figured it out, you’d never see them again
Ummm…
Where would a guy ship a copy of the movie Serenity, should one have a copy just sitting around?
I know a guy, ya see…