Exotic sands
Everything in Sussex is coated in a fine red dust at the moment. You only really notice it on the cars and window glass. This happens every few years.
What is it? Sand from the Sahara Desert! It gets into the upper atmosphere and then blows over on a storm (Celia in this case).
It also turned the sky a weird color.
My dudes, I have discovered something that has nothing to do with the sands of faraway North Africa. I don’t drink and play computer games. After only a few sips, my fine motor control goes to shit and it stops being fun. But I thought I’d try my new toy after a couple of G&Ts.
I have come to realize that VR isn’t fine motor control. It’s gross motor control. In Angry Birds, you hold a slingshot you can feel in your left hand and pull back the bands with your right hand. You can even stand up or lean over to get a different view. I was *awesome* at it after a few.
I don’t mean I was noticeably better. I mean I was hilariously, ridiculously good. I mean I was an Angry Birds Olympian. The more alcohol reached my system, the better I got.
I went back and easily three-starred all the levels I’d missed. Except one. It was well past my bedtime by then and I was in danger of over-slosh on a work night.
Guess what I’m doing tonight. Good weekend, all!
March 18, 2022 — 6:49 pm
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