Friday!
We got fish and chips today! I was so excited (and hungry), I tucked right in without stopping to take a picture. I’m a lousy blogger. Enjoy this generic picture of fish and chips I saw on Wikipedia.
It was very nice. We managed to get it home pretty hot. And I saw half a dozen people I knew in the town, which was stupidly thrilling.
Now I’m having to sneak around the house avoiding windows, because there’s a little daylight left and if the chickens spot me, they’ll be furious that they’re penned up unfairly. I have nine very spoiled chickens on my hands, thanks to the lockdown.
Have a good weekend, everyone. I hope it makes you as happy as that ridiculous fish and chips made me.
May 15, 2020 — 6:34 pm
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That’s better
One of the Call of Duty games. It’s too fast for me, but it’s got a nifty exosuit and understands that guns are for killin’.
I just lost my best buddy and my left arm killing Norks.
Now I’ve met a friendly character modeled on and voice acted by the actual Kevin Spacey, so you know he’s going to be the main villain.
So that’s Thursday, then.
May 14, 2020 — 8:57 pm
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Like a viking!
I bought a bottle of mead today. I have a vague memory I’ve tried mead before and really didn’t like it, but I was in a store! By myself! And I really wanted a treat, dammit.
That’s right – I left the house today. Had to pick up my prescriptions. (Side note: I’ll never pay for another one. Over 60s get their scrips for free here).
Then on to a farm shop. They made us go through separately. Big sign on the door and everything. Uncle B hissed at me when I walked up to him in store for the car keys.
We took a long drive in the country afterwards to charge the battery and air out our heads. The scenery was beautiful. I’ve never seem the fields and hedges so white with mayflower and hawthorn (and little white lambs).
And so little traffic! It bears out the idea we are a very overpopulated island. I wonder if people will remember that when this is over and it all surges back again.
I wonder what people will think of a lot of things when this is over.
May 13, 2020 — 8:14 pm
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Peep, peep y’all
Still rocking the chicken hat.
I think I figured it out. I don’t like Japanese games. Clunky dialogue might be fun in a Godzilla movie, but you listen to hours of the stuff in a video game. Everything seems a little off.
Also, I don’t like games that give you a gun and then deduct points if you use it. Violent video games that get all twee about nonlethal takedowns are just not being honest about where the fun is.
In other news, Uncle B fixed the dishwasher today. This involved a lot of heavy lifting and great long strings of cursing. We’re doing a test run now, but I think it will hold. The last thing we wanted was to buy a new one right now.
Looks like the inlet pipe has been leaking water behind the cabinets steadily for months. 
May 12, 2020 — 7:56 pm
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Thanks, I hate it.
Well, I’m back. No, I didn’t actually go anywhere, smarty pants. I haven’t left this property in…I don’t want to think about it.
Some folks are doing fine in all of this. The game companies, for example. Steam keeps offering me nice deals on AAA games and I bet they’ve sold a bunch. So I finally bought one of the Metal Gear games.
I hate it.
I love stealth games where I get a sniper rifle and a decent scope (or, in Skyrim terms, bow and arrow) and position myself on a hill above the camp and pick targets off without ever getting spotted. Queen of the headshot, me. That is the bomb, as the kids say.
I hate stealth games where you sneak around inside an army camp bristling with soldiers and the moment you kick a gas canister or someone sees your boot, the alarm goes up and you’re screwed. Over and over and over again.
Players of Metal Gear will know that if you perform badly enough, you will be offered the opportunity to play a mission through wearing the humiliating Chicken Hat, which confers some protections.
But did you know if you really, really suck at it, you’re given a chance to play through wearing the Lil Chicken Hat?
May 11, 2020 — 8:13 pm
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Day 5. All burbled out.
Have a good weekend, everyone!
May 8, 2020 — 9:00 pm
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Day 4. I’m probably out of beer.
May 7, 2020 — 8:00 pm
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Day three. Anybody hear banjos?
May 6, 2020 — 8:00 pm
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Day two. Burbling intensifies.
May 5, 2020 — 9:00 pm
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Here we go…!
Some of you may recall that Weasel Birthday is in early May. This one is my 60th, and I’ve pondered all year what I should do for such a landmark birthday. Party? Dinner? Tattoo?
And then a voice came out of the sky and it said “Nothing! Thou shalt do nothing on this very special birthday.”
So that’s it, then. I didn’t want a tattoo anyway. I’ve got whatever loot Uncle B managed to get through the blockade, some nice food and a case of beer ready for the fridge.
That’s right. I think I might experiment with the exciting world of daytime drinking.
If the weather is nice this week — and it’s supposed to be — I shall sit in the sun, play the banjo, drink beer and burble to my chickens.
If it isn’t nice, I shall sit inside, play video games, drink beer and burble to Uncle B.
I’m not saying I won’t post, but just in case I’m indisposed at my usual posting time, I have queued up 5 fancy numerals, one for each day of the week, to launch at 9pm WBT. There may also be words, but I’m not promising.
You may do whatever you like in the comments, I’ll be busy burbling.
May 4, 2020 — 9:00 pm
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