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Thursday, January 30, 2003
For All You English Majors I was sent this today and though some of you may enjoy! We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;but the plural of ox became oxen not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice; yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I spoke of my foot and show you my feet, and I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and whole set are teeth, why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and three would be those, yet hat in the plural would never be hose, and the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, but though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, but imagine the feminine, she, shis and shim. Tuesday, January 28, 2003
Why! Won't! She! Just! Die! Ok, that last post was a little brief (though true). I'll try again. The last few weeks I've spent mostly hanging out with Nick. We've been reading (actually he reads to me) "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire". He seems to get perverse pleasure in reading along and then deviates from the original text and begins to spin a tale of death and dispare, all involving Snape. You see, I really like Snape (though I am really disappointed by a little comment regarding Hermonie's teeth) and Nick HATES him. So he'll come up with clever ways to kill him off without me realizing that he's BSing me. He's sooo good at it I fall for it 8 out of 10 times. You see he keeps telling me, nay warning me, that Snape WILL die in this story. I don't know if it's true or not. We've also been working on a unit for his language class. He's a grade 7 teacher and he wants to use Prisoner of Azkaban as a novel he reads to the kids. After each chapter they will have to answer question and do little projects so we've been going chapter by chapter and putting together a work book. It's turned out to be tons of fun. Nick had also introduced me to the joys and sorrows of PS2. I'm not much of a gamer ( I just purchased my very first game a couple of weeks ago. "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" for PC. I'm having a blast), most of my experience involves "Frogger" and all of the "Crash Bandicoot" games. So he brought over "Jax and Daxter" to play with me and Shannon. We're having a ball!!!!!!! Then he pulled out "Mortal Combat". Ack! I guess maybe it's a guy thing but I don't see the joy in beating the crap out of someone just for fun, with that being the sole purpose of the game. I did try it. Picture me. I choose a character and begin playing. Randomly hitting buttons, watching my opponent life bar dwindle. Lower, lower. Yea!!!! She's dea........d? Hey? How come her bar is back to full? Oh well...... keep trying, maybe it's like "Crash" you have to kill the bad guy three times.... After the 6th or so death I yell out in dispare, "Why! Won't! She! Die!" "Honey," Nick responds. "She doesn't die, this is just a practice round." AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then we tried "Final Fantasy". That was a very sad day for Nick. We set the game up on my brothers 13 inch tv and Nick hands me the controller. After 15 minutes of watching video scenes I finally get to see some action. I try out all of my cool moves...... Wait a minute, what cool moves? "Um, Nick? How do I jump?" "You don't." "Ok, so how do I hit?" "You don't" "When do I get to do that?" "You don't" "Ever?" "Never." "So, I walk?" "And run." "I walk and run." "Oh and you can go talk to people." "Then what?" "Nothing." "So what to I do, talk them to death?" "No, you can attack." Ok, now we're getting somewhere. "When?" "Not now. First you talk." After 15 more minutes of video scenes and lots of talking and walking I encounter my first bad guy. "Ok!!!! Now I get to attack?" "Yup." I try my controller again. Nope. Still no cool moves. "Ok, how?" "Press that button." "Ok" "Now Press that button" "Done, now when do I attack?" "You just did, look." So I watch my guy attack the baddy without any help from me. "That's it?" "Ya." "You've got to be kidding me? I walk, talk and press the odd button?" "Yup." I don't get it. Sarah tried to explain that it's about the story. Ok, if it's about the story, write me a book. Needless to say "Final Fantasy" is lost on me. Actually, I'll try the game again with Nick on a bigger TV maybe with time I'll "Get It". We are playing another wicked game though. It's like a cross between "FF" and "Crash". I don't remember what it's call maybe "The Gates of Baldoor" or something like that. It's very cool! Monday, January 27, 2003
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