i'm an excellent timewaster. Particularly now, with no job to go to, and my only schedule requirements set by caring for my father. Work on the house is proceeding, but somehow i find lots of time to read, listen to music, paint and bead, pet the cat, play with dolls, websurf, and watch hours of bad television, all while complaining i don't have time to get anything done.
i've even been known to roll the occasional Katamari ball, but have not become glued to that couch because i'm too cheap to buy my own PS2. i like first person shoot-em-ups, but i suck at them so badly my killer rarely used to get out of my yard in Postal, though the pitiful cries of the wounded and dying were music to my ears. i was so uncoordinated at Oni that i would run victory laps if i finished a training sequence. But i do love the virtual world. i lost the better part of a summer with The Sims, but gradually if i say, misplaced a piece of furniture, it became more fun to let my poor sim just suffer the consequences; the peeing, weeping, cyberswearing and flames being more entertaining than breeding, parties and acquisition of material goods. Just like real life.
So, i checked out Second Life a while back, and have to say i just don't get it. Drew at Toothpaste For Dinner, a webcomic i don't visit nearly often enough, has posted the spot-on My Adventures in Second Life. This is so true, from someone younger (and funnier) than me. Thanks, Boing Boing, for the very fun link!
In lieu of actually blogging, which since my father moved in i somehow have less, not more time and energy for, i bring you this:
Penn Jillette's mug on a box of Chinese "Viagra". This is traveling the internets, but i got it from The Bulldada Newsblog (an impeccable record of the dumb shit that happens daily), who got it from AdLand.