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Kung Hei Fat Choi ever’body!

No, no…not another Skyrim post (although, yes — that’s me! Standing in front of the latest dragon I murdelated in Skyrim!) Today is Chinese New Year (though, I suppose, properly it’s the beginning of Chinese New Year, as they celebrate it for, like, two weeks).

It’s the Year of the Dragon, an especially auspicious year in the Chinese calendar. Let us hope so, as 2012 hasn’t exactly been a little slice of heaven so far.

We’re celebrating by picking up some Chinese takeout. Our favorite chinko is half an hour away and gas is around $8 a gallon here, so this is not a treat we get often. Kung Hei Fat Choi!

I had a peep into the political blogs earlier. Eh. All the candidates still running are unacceptable and my favorite blogs are standing around in a circle kicking each other in the balls about it.

Mmmmm…no thanks. Tap on the door when we’ve picked our final Impossibly Flawed Candidate, and I’ll swing into action trying to shoe-horn his sorry ass into the Oval Office. It’s all Dead Pools and chicken blogging until then!

Um, yay.


Comment from David Gillies
Time: January 23, 2012, 8:23 pm

I checked out Skyrim in the mall yesterday. It was one hundred of your Yankee dollars. Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick. If Uncle B. got you that for Xmas I dunno why you’re whingeing about the price of petrol since clearly you are a couple of those fat cats that Vince Cable wants to tax. Bah!

Comment from Mono The Elder
Time: January 23, 2012, 8:48 pm

Holy Crap David, If its over $30 of our american dollars your getting ripped off! ($30-$50 is an acceptable margin)

Comment from Randy Rager
Time: January 23, 2012, 10:07 pm

I think I prefer it that way. Enough of politics, already.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 23, 2012, 10:17 pm

It would be unseemly for me to look up prices for a present, but I suspect Uncle B paid toward the high end of Mono’s estimate, judging from my Steam offers.

This game isn’t anything new, it’s just an extremely well done one of those, and it’s HUGE. I don’t know if anybody has a count of the number of side quests, but it must be gigantic.

Or, screw it, you could hunt and fish and forage for herbs and make potions and mine metals and blacksmith weapons and sell them in the town, then go home at night to your cozy cottage with the big fire, curl up with a book and a bottle of mead and a rabbit stew (yes, there are even cookbooks) and have yourself a whole dragon-themed Second Life.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 23, 2012, 10:34 pm

From my spam bucket:

This info is the cat’s paaajms!

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 23, 2012, 11:34 pm

I want to know who picked that dragon skelington so clean.

Looks like the work of weasels to me…

Comment from Pupster
Time: January 23, 2012, 11:51 pm

There are also a lot of mods available if you get bored with rabbit stew and such. My son especially enjoyed Macho Dragon.


Comment from Can’t hark my cry
Time: January 24, 2012, 2:05 am

What is the relationship of the cat’s paaajms to the Grand Panjandrum?

Comment from Nina
Time: January 24, 2012, 2:11 am

You about summed up how I feel, too Stoaty.

My daughter was born in the year of the dragon, this is her third one. Man, I’m old.

Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: January 24, 2012, 3:16 am

Dang what did you do, eat the dragon after you killed it?

Comment from Nobody
Time: January 24, 2012, 4:01 am

Nah, their skin evaporates in a rather cool little effect.

Well, until after the 20th or 30th time you’ve killed a dragon and then it’s more just a matter of “hurry up and dissolve so I can get on with my business, you jerk.”

Comment from ermine
Time: January 24, 2012, 4:26 am

After 316 hours, its beginning to loosen its grip. I’m like Mole…Hang Skyrim…oh shit, it’s winter, well back to Skyrim then.

Comment from ermine
Time: January 24, 2012, 4:34 am

btw, the Creation Kit releases end of the month. C’mon Stoaty, mod us a battle weasel replacer for that dopey-assed dog.

Comment from David Gillies
Time: January 24, 2012, 4:58 am

Computer related rip-offs: thy name is Costa Rica (although I scored a very nice 20″ LG Flatron monitor for $130 – approx. £85 – on Saturday.)

Comment from Mike C.
Time: January 24, 2012, 8:36 am

After working a year and a half in China, I found I could no longer eat so-called “Chinese” food here in the US. It’s just not the same, even if the cook got off the damned boat yesterday. I have no idea why that is, but it’s damned annoying.

Comment from Pupster
Time: January 24, 2012, 2:34 pm

I have no idea why that is, but it’s damned annoying.


Comment from Alice
Time: January 24, 2012, 2:58 pm

Mike C: I suspect it may have something to do with the USDA and health inspectors.

Comment from Ripley
Time: January 24, 2012, 3:22 pm

Chicken dead pools?

Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: January 24, 2012, 5:26 pm

I found a Goldwater button at an antique shop. I’ll be wearing it until November.

Comment from Mitchell TAFKAEY
Time: January 24, 2012, 6:29 pm

Pupster with the thread win!

Comment from Oceania Cat Alert
Time: January 24, 2012, 8:45 pm

Actually we are thinking of cat-napping the US Consulates cat, and hold it ransom, until Hairy Clinton takes her medication.

Comment from Scubafreak
Time: January 24, 2012, 11:13 pm

Stoatie, have you or UB ever been to or heard of a pub called the Foulmouthed Cunt, in Hampshire, Dorset? It came up on a thread on the Cornfield, and our local Brit Marm doubts that a Yank like me could find it…

Comment from Redd
Time: January 24, 2012, 11:30 pm

Scuba: I believe it is a joke: http://www.thefoulmouthedcunt.co.uk/

Comment from Scubafreak
Time: January 25, 2012, 12:48 am

Bummer. It would be worth the trip to the UK just to go there….

Comment from ermine
Time: January 25, 2012, 3:48 am

How bout the Waltzing Weasel in Derbyshire? I’d go just for the sign.

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