Looks like my blog neglect is creeping back. It's been two weeks since my last entry. So here's a quick recap of the last two weeks:
My successor (I really don't like that word -- to me, it sounds like the person who comes next will be more successful than me) started last Monday. I spent pretty much all of last week showing her the ropes while still taking care of normal business. Thus, no time for blogging. Evenings were yet again filled up with various tutoring gigs.
Late last week, Tahra fell seriously ill, and Friday was disrupted by a long visit to the emergency room. Turns out the antibiotics she had been taking for a recurring sinus infection killed off a bunch of the "good" bacteria and let the bad guys run rampant throughout her body. We got her to the ER just in time -- it seems that if it had gone much longer, she would have required in-patient hospitalization. The new meds seem to be getting things back to normal. Alas, it was a three-day weekend (one of the many Korean independence holidays), and it was spent resting (by her) and making sure her condition was improving (by me).
So here I am, distracted recently by hints of copious board game action upon our return to Minnesota in December. I also have what I think is a "fun" idea for an RPG campaign, but I'm not sure when that can actually come to pass. So it will simmer on the back burner. For now, I'll focus on our current D&D game, and try to get more board games in, on top of the regular D&D Miniatures Skirmish game on Saturdays. Here's hoping I make it to the National Championship at GenCon in '06! (I'm serious.)
So with that, I offer some words of wisdom (?) from one of my major inspirations, Star Wars. Some clever folk (not I) have found new, deeper meaning in lines from the films by simply substituting the word "pants" for other words, as appropriate:
We've got to be able to get some reading on those pants, up or down.
The pants may not look like much, kid, but they've got it where it counts.
I find your lack of pants disturbing.
These pants are the ultimate power in the Universe. I suggest we use it.
Han will have those pants down. We've got to give him more time!
General Veers, prepare your pants for a ground assault.
I used to bulls-eye womp-rats in my pants back home.
TK-421. . . Why aren't you in your pants?
Lock the door. And hope they don't have pants.
You are unwise to lower your pants.
She must have hidden the plans in her pants. Send a detachment down to retrieve them.
Governor Tarkin. I recognized your foul pants when I was brought on board.
You look strong enough to pull the pants off a Gundark.
Luke. . . Help me take these pants off.
Great, Chewie, great. Always thinking with your pants.
That blast came from those pants. That thing's operational!
A tremor in the pants. The last time I felt this was in the presence of my old master.
Don't worry. Chewie and I have gotten into pants a lot more heavily guarded than this.
Maybe you'd like it back in your pants, your highness.
Jabba doesn't have time for smugglers who drop their pants at the first sign of an Imperial Cruiser.
Short pants is better than no pants at all.
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May the pants be with you.
Pants-five pantsing pants.
I think you're being a little TOO creative, there. ;-)
Luke: It's a good thing you have these pants.
Han Solo: Yeah, I use them for smuggling. I'd never thought I'd be smuggling myself in them.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...
It is a period of civil war. Rebel pants, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret pants to the Empire's ultimate weapon, the Pants Star, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Pursued by the Empire's sinister pants, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen pants that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy...
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