Anyway, yesterday kamau_d_lyon and smrgol_t_kirin came down from New York to pick the Bowflex, which Kamau is taking off my hands. At their urging I signed on for the first time to both Second Life and World of Warcraft, which were fun but not really all that exciting. Second Life looks like it would be a nice way to get in some socializing if you know where your friends hang out ... WoW basically was like a rather nonsensical Neverwinter Nights except with random strangers either dorking around or challenging you to duels. *shrug* If there was some way to turn off everybody except who you specifically wanted to interact with it would be a little better, but my suspension of disbelief still can't get past the whole spawning thing. ("Kobolds are like a hydra's heads, my son ... kill one, and two shall take their place. But you'll have to wade through all the other adventurers that are trying to get to them before you can kill one." "But father ... there are more adventurers than there are kobolds! Surely they're the bigger threat?")
Unfortunately, Smrgol found out last night that one of his friends had passed away; this makes something like the seventh person I've heard about in the past two weeks (including Gerald Ford, James Brown, Joe Barbera, et al.), and of course laurie_robey's aunt is fighting a particularly deadly form of cancer, my parents are relentlessly being old at me, and so on. On top of all this, I keep seeing headlines that Saddam Hussein is slated to be hanged this weekend.
Guh. Whatever I may think about Hussein, I don't really want to see him (or anybody) hanged. I'm not keen on executions generally, and hanging is quite a gruesome way to do it. Not that there are good ways to kill someone, I suppose, but at least something like death by firing squad would be closer to instantaneous. Blick. The whole subject gives me the willies.
So anyway, this is an open request to the universe: please stop shoving mortality in my face for a while. I've had a very stressful past few months and I need to relax and have some fun -- which I can't do if the Grim Reaper keeps jumping out from behind every corner and shouting "Boo!" at me.
I call: no more death, disease, injury, or debilitation for a while. I'd like the world to be a bit more cheerful for a while, thank you very much.
That's all ... talk to you later.