For Serious. It sorta screams shovelware. I like Gordon Ramsay but you couldn’t pay me to watch Hell’s Kitchen so I’m sure as heck not interested in playing a video game about it.
Monthly Archive for September, 2008
A friend drove me to his house earlier today since we were hanging out off our campus — strikes and picket lines don’t make for the best background scenery — and it all started out well enough. My DS Lite has been accompanying me everywhere thanks to Final Fantasy IV DS and I’ve been gaining levels in the Lodestone Cavern cause the Dark Elf just ticks me right off. After what Mythril gear cost me I can’t wait to whack him to death with it! I’m at the point where I can one-shot everything in the cave so that’s probably a good start. Cecil is over 2,000 HP and even Tellah is annoyingly close to 1,000 HP so I need to see that happen before we head off to rescue Rosa. Anyway…
It was a lovely, sunny, beautiful day so we thought we’d head out for a run. My friend’s roommate chats with us a bit before we head out and he goes back downstairs and, when we return, the door is locked, the roomie is nowhere to be found, and we are pretty much screwed. With our phones, keys, wallets, and any other useful thing locked inside the house we were trying to remember the numbers of local friends so we could borrow a phone. I had lots of people I could call but borrowing a phone to make a long distance call is a tad crass. Thankfully, I recalled my roommate’s number so we gave Cookie a call to try and send her down the hall to find anyone with a car to pick us up. Just our luck, the whole floor went out to Swiss Chalet thirty minutes ago and they weren’t too keen on leaving. It’s starting to get dark at this point and we’re outside in our running clothes and I was lucky enough to have a windbreaker on. Another neighbour’s kid was wandering about with a laptop and was kind enough to let us hop on to our MSN account to try and track other people down. My friend had no luck but my brother was online even though he didn’t appear to be at his desk/answering messages. I took a chance and spelled out our predicament (and address) and asked begged him to come and get us unless he heard a call from us otherwise saying that it was all good. Then I had to give back the laptop. 10 minutes later he let us use his laptop again and my brother’s MSN subname had changed to “{driving} …goddammit.” so I knew he was totally thrilled about coming to save us ;)
He actually did a great job since he showed up as we were starting to get really cold. While it was fun meeting all the neighbours and discovering that there were other students in the area so we could bitch about the strike I definitely wanted to get back to residence and grab some food and water. We’re still working on getting back into my friend’s house since his roommate is nowhere to be found but he promises me I will get back all my stuff tomorrow asap since it’s impossible for me to get around the school, eat, or even buy off-campus food without my student card and wallet.
Stupid Dark Elf. Looks like you get to live another day.
Hmmm… where to start…
I have this friend, see. She and I go waaaaaaaaaaaayyyy back with hockey and our friendship extended past the all too brief times that we were teammates and defence partners. She’s both a genius and somewhat insane. They go together far too frequently, eh? She’s the good kind of crazy and loves mountain biking and adventure racing and was always asking me to sign up for these events with her. While they all sounded like cool events I was always really hesitant due to the cost and time and travel involved and I kept saying ‘no’.
Back in May she brought me out to volunteer with her at Storm the Trent since it was a great opportunity to see one of these races up close and, hey, you also get a discount if you choose to race it later. Not much to say about my volunteer experience since we were way out at a distant check point but I met a lot of cool people, got a sunburn cause I was a cocky idiot, and it did make me pretty curious to try one of these races out for myself even though the cost was still steep. Next thing I know, she asks me to compete with her in Storm the Ten with a bunch of random people she knows and I say yes. The fact that I didn’t have to worry about navigation at all for this one made it a great place to start. Continue reading ‘Storm the Ten Recap’
Photo courtesy of the amazing Damian. More to come with the race write up!
So it seems my Mega Man skills have evaporated into nothing. You may now carry on with your regularly scheduled evening.
