Drink to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, or drink to celebrate the fact that a 16 defeated a 1. Or don't drink at all. The WGOM isn't here to force you.
Stephen Hawking once invited people to a dinner party at a date that had already passed, as he wanted to see if anyone could travel time back to when the party was meant to happen. Weird geniuses, man. Love them.
I just did ten days in a row. I've done worse, but this one was a trudge. Join me for a beer today.
Skim isn't...overly coordinated...but in a bid to become more active, she decided to join the swim team this year. She's in the 50m freestyle. Her first meet was Tuesday.
Much to her surprise and to mine...she won.
Dad turns 63 today and still acts about 25, thankfully.
I have a week off planned in late July now. It's too far away, but man, it makes me feel better to look forward to something.
I'm trying to get myself back in shape. I have no desire to get ripped, but I'd like to be less tired when I go up the stairs.
Normally I'm in the constant state of training in new guys that I think are flawed, but could really pan out. Right now I'm training in a guy for whom I can't even make that faint praise. Woooooo.
I'm in the early stages of releasing another game (a board game this time). I'll potentially be stumping for playtesters here later.
A pen exploded in our dryer yesterday. My fault. I’m trying to salvage as many articles of clothing as possible.