Hamish made quick friends with this dog the other day. They chased the ball non-stop for twenty minutes and finally took a break. They were thick as thieves at this point.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Monday, May 06, 2013
- Concerts I've attended
- Comedians I've seen
- Lectures I've seen
- Plays I was in, in high school
- Addresses I've lived at
- Countries/cities I've visited
- Airports I've flown through without visiting the city
- Where I was when I first heard about various news events
At any rate I've just come across a site called BoardGameGeek that has an impressive catalog of just about every game you can think of, spanning back decades. So I decided to see if I could find a few that stand out from my childhood to keep as another list.
One in particular I could only remember the barest details of. It was a baseball game, and was already an old game when I was very young. All I could remember was that the pitcher would select a pitch via a little slider, and the batter would decide whether to swing or not via his own slider. The equations were good pitch+swing = hit, good pitch+no swing = strike, bad pitch + swing = strike, bad pitch + no swing = ball. So I looked over all the baseball games in their database and finally found it behind the last link in the list. You can see the sliders in the "Images" section. It actually debuted in 1949! (Edit: there's actually a version of it made in the 60's that's the more likely candidate.)
I also found this messy and slightly hazardous game that I used to have. Hard to imagine a kids' game these days that features a heater that heats up a metal washer. I'm glad the internet can still surprise you after so many years.
Sunday, May 05, 2013
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Now that I have a new droid with a decent amount of memory for apps, I can get back into photo blogging at least. Which means, not a lot of text, but a picture is worth some quantity of words, isn't it? Anyway, if you know me, you know of my recent kidney stone issues. So here's my view for the last few days while I was getting the second one lasered.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Thursday, January 10, 2013
I'm pondering a post on "Expat Life: Expectations Versus Reality" but today instead I will talk about a funny trait I've realized have -- my explorer gene. There's a conceit involved in every such observation, but here it is anyway. I'm on a never-ending quest for novelty, it seems; besides the whole moving overseas thing, my explorer gene manifests itself in the following ways:
- My neighborhood dog-walking is always about taking Hamish to somewhere new. I continually pore over the map of our neighborhood looking for streets that I haven't gone down yet. Every "walkies" has to have a quest, usually quite minor, such as just walking by a cafe or tiny bit of green space to check it out. Fortunately Melbourne is famously replete with hidden gems, both in town and in the 'burbs.
- Speaking of maps, I can spend hours with an atlas, mentally exploring a new area, pondering what it would be like to visit there, or live there (usually with the help also of Google Maps and Wikipedia). Thanks to this I can do things like name all the countries in Africa (the online geography quizzes help too - ask my sister-in-law!).
- I continually explore different lunch options in town where I work. My coworkers seem to have a regular rotation; I have some regulars, but I'm frequently going off somewhere strange, and have introduced a few new things to them. Melbourne CBD is great for back alley eateries. (The weird thing, I think, is that I eat the same breakfast every day, pretty much.)