EG has asked me to sit her blog for a while.

An IM Conversation:

Sabbatical: okay.
Sabbatical: go to town.
BlogSitter: I'm in your blog, r33ding your 3ntri3s.
* Sabbatical rolls eyes
Sabbatical: just posteses.
* BlogSitter cackles madly.

So, It seems you're in my grasping reach now, my pretties.

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So. having cleansed the continent of 5 year olds and eaten a hearty (Ha!) meal, I now find myself curled up with a good computer and a glass of milk. The weather outside is frightful, but such is to be expected (as well as outright predicted in song) from the season I suppose. Despite the blizzard last night, I arose early this morning to find the front walk already shoveled. It's amazing just how much difference good neighbors can really make.

My work schedule has flatlined for the Christmas holiday, giving me opportunities to catch up on a great many things - Taxes, convincing the kids that I actually do live here and my name isn't "That one scary guy", catching up on some good books and frantically chasing around the entire state to visit various family/friends. A bilious mix of restful and stressful or "strestful". It seems so many want to visit for the holidays but so few want to come to us. Fearful sprites.

Still and all, I'm in the enviable position of being at the start of my vacation - The days stretch before me like a vast pool of opportunity and renewal. I'm certain that at the tail end of this period of time it will seem rather shorter, more harried and too expensive. Good thing I'm on this side, then tisn't it?

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The card game for the season


Associated Theme song

Potential result



From great rewards do great risks tend to be associated. Dare you reach for the silver ring? Despite the risk of falling off the plasticine pony and being ground to kiddy-burger in the relentless gears of entertainment? Don't think that dorky little rope drilled into the horses head will save you... It'll end up naught but a false hope I tell you.

/me paints his hair black, goes outside and is mildly annoyed at the lack of gloom.

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Went to a "Work" Christmas party last evening. Due to the fact that we seem to have brought the company quite a metric trainload of the moolahs, they sprang for the local fine-dining establishment to cater the event. As such, the appetizers were primarily a wide variety of cheeses. Gouda, Cracked Pepper/Dill goat cheese, paprika covered goat cheese, Brie, pepper jack and the Cheddary American standby. By far the "winner" of the appetizers, however, was the french-fried potato slices with a slice of Buffalo and a dash of hot sauce. I don't care what's your specific problem is - That would be good for what ails you.

From Norway: Piquant, with a sweet aftertaste: Amazing with apples.

So.. What unusual games are you playing this season?