Let the Games Begin!

Happy Holidays!
If there was one common theme amongst the gifts exchanged this Christmas, it was certainly that of "playing games."

Angela got me "Balderdash" which I absolutely love trying to come up with believable definitions for crazy words like "fricandeau".

She also got me "Tri-ominoes" which I've never played. I'm predicting our hockey playing friend Michelle (who loves Mexican Train Dominoes) will be over soon attempting to ruthlessly beat Angela and me.

From Angela's family we received "Cranium" which I've never played either. Oh and another relative gave us the "Worst Case Scenario Survival Game" which is cool because I was reading some national headlines briefly this morning, and the top headline was "Man punches shark"--and one of the trivia questions in the board game is what to do in a shark attack...and now I know that punch him in the nose and poke him in the gills is the correct answer. I'd be afraid if I tried to punch a shark that his huge mouth my get in the way and I'd lose my hand.

And I gave Angela this hard to find card game called "Dutch Blitz". It's a "vonderful goot time" to quote the package. Really it is fast moving as the word "blitz" would suggest, and inspires lots of swearing at your fellow players because you all play off of the same stacks of cards at the same time...now we'll go to bed all angry at each other.

We'll have to play "5 Crowns" too, which I gave to Angela's parents...it's a rummy-based card game with a 5th suit (stars) and no number 2 cards and no aces.

Then there's my new favorite I learned just a few weeks ago--cribbage.

Sounds like it's time to end this post and play!

3 Weeks of Vacation Left...

Because ta da! I got a job. Starting January 17th...so until then I'll be eating ramen noodles and leftover holiday snacks and working hard on some side freelance projects so I can pay the bills without blowing all of my last few years savings.

This job offer was good timing, because I have to admit, my self-esteem was reaching an all time low.

Tonight we had a party of at Javier's with our wonderful little Junction crew who've made me feel so welcome up here. And tomorrow to celebrate, I'm taking Angela and I to see "Walk the Line" with the Michelles...should be fun.

And Fuzzy if you are reading this, beware, for cheap jesus is making a visit.

Later

The Roaring 20s

Your 1920's Name is:

Georgette Alfreda

What's" Your 1920's Name?

I Don't Remember November

Moving has been difficult...most difficult.

Thankfully Angela's friends and her kind family have helped to make my transition to White River Junction somewhat smooth.

I am struggling to get a job, but will probably soon be back at work at the blue polo shirt & khakis corporation. Pbbbt!!!

We're renting a house in WRJ, right across from the White River actually, but to be totally extravagant, the house has a huge pool in the backyard. Too bad it's winter. It's a 1940s time warp and thus somewhat cute and retro. My favorite part is the glowing red neon motel light outside our office window. Finally Alan, Angela's father, and I finished reconditioning Stella's bedroom which involved many stinky bone-numbing hours of scraping off a layer of paint and a layer of wallpaper on all the walls. I smelled of vinegar for about 2 weeks. Then we had to wade through drawers of "cheap jesus" artifacts, such as little crucifixes and prayer cards and a cross-stich placard proclaiming, "Shhh...I'm Talking With God." The 86 year old woman who lived here was very Catholic. It's a cool place though, this house, and we're in walking distance to our new hangout in White River, Queeraoke at Than Wheelers on Fridays and Saturdays.

Now for a job.

I'm off to do some sneaky deeds...tis the season to surprise my girlfriend with a few gifts.