Archive for March, 2008

When UglyStepSister invited me to join OurPrerogative, I jumped at the chance, if only to write about something other than myself (though, let’s face it, it’s always going to really be about me).

Calli and Summer

I was at the National Zoo when she called, watching the Sea Lions during feeding time.

According to the zoo’s website, “They do many medical and natural behaviors, and love to retrieve objects out of the pool.”

… Is the zoo website in Engrish? I also learned that the portion of the zoo where the sea lions live (and also, somewhat discordantly, the bald eagles and wolves) is called “Beaver Valley.” My new favorite place!

While she couldn’t do this, Summer (the seal) impressed me with her ability to stay, spin, fetch a Frisbee, swim sideways and generally do cute tricks. I wonder if they let zoo volunteers play with the seals…

So that’s me, MiddleChild: I like seals now that I know they are basically dogs with fins, I am friends with UglyStepSister (and Mr. Uggs. Hi!), I live in the land of Taxation without Representation (but like any good prerogger, hail from the Midwest), I love parentheses, semicolons and proper comma use in lists.  Also, I care about things.


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So I’m happy to introduce her and give her all the attention she needs!

Meet MiddleChild, a politically savvy, beer-drinking athlete/geek who can “Get real?!?! Hell, all I get is real.”

Drum roll please!


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Here are three reasons that Logan International Airport (that’s in Boston, folks) is one of the worst, ever, in the world:

1.) If your flight is canceled and you want to eat, you have to LEAVE the gate area for the main section of the terminal, which means that you have to go through security again to get back to your gate. As if taking your shoes off once wasn’t bad enough.

2.) You should never put bells in a children’s play area. No one wants to hear little Tommy or Ginnie or Kwame clanging the cowbell like there’s no tomorrow. Put a muffler on that shit!

3.) Not everyone likes a fat slab of meat with every single food item. Some of us like our salads sans ham cubes, thx.

If ya’ll haven’t guessed already, I’m stuck in an airport. And I may never get out. Send help, please!

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links for 2008-03-31

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From Boing Boing:

The Graveyard is a very short computer game designed by Auriea Harvey and Michael Samyn. You play an old lady who visits a graveyard. You walk around, sit on a bench and listen to a song. It’s more like an explorable painting than an actual game…

Buying the full version of The Graveyard adds only one feature, the possibility of death. The full version of the game is exactly the same as the trial, except, every time you play she may die.

You can find the game here.

Wow, I used to have nightmares that look exactly like this when I was a child. What might make it better for me, though, is if the old woman were Jessica Tandy’s character in Fried Green Tomatoes.

Is this like Second Life Purgatory?

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links for 2008-03-30

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It wasn’t satisfied with presenting you with infinite ways to keep in touch with people you stopped talking to years ago.

It wasn’t even satisfied with allowing those people to spam you with invitations to groups that will magically lower gas prices or applications that will judge your cuteness and inform you of the cuteness of your friends.

It now needs to regularly remind you of the people you know are on Facebook, but have decided it is too awkward to friend them. You are not friends, but fb doesn’t want to let you get off so easy. Now, when you sign on to your home page, there are the smiling faces – of the homecoming queen who never learned your name, the guy in college who asked you out and then spread rumors about you when you said no, and the girl you had a difficult falling out with – that will be the walk of shame of social networking.

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