A frolic in Cambodia

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by Flinty_McFlint
I have to admit I giggle when people respond to my socks. It's almost worth the effort. I am Flinty, we are legion.

I like it when I do something that annoys RP, like give very detailed suggestions on painting or cooking or the like.

And then she asks me to do it again.

Yeh, I look forward to that.

[NotFromHere]

I saw this on the news last night. Gamers lining up to get the first Halo 2 at midnight. I've never really wanted anything that badly. Much less a video game. I have played Halo, but could not kill enough aliens to get past the second level. I spent days on the first level after everyone was dead, just trying to find my way out. Still, the graphics are good and the game is interesting. I just don't see myself standing in line at midnight just to be the first one to play it.

the hundreds of screaming males lined up late last night outside the Toys R Us on 44th and Broadway represented a Times Square first: The video-game release street party.

By 10 p.m. the crowd was so large even the crusty city dwellers were starting to take notice.

"Excuse me, what is this line for?" asked a passerby to a young man bearing a "Save the earth!" sign.

"Halo 2! Halo 2!" yelled the sign bearer. The entire line picked up the chant. "Halo 2! Halo 2!" they yelled.

"Get a life, you freaking losers!" yelled another passerby.

"Halo 2!" they yelled back.
At EB Games on 14th Street the atmosphere was a bit more mellow, but the fans equally intense. Sitting in a deck chair at the front of the line was Anthony Cintron. He had been in line since 9:00 a.m.
Caraballo added that he had just been laid off earlier that day and called it the best day of his life because he would have more time to play "Halo 2."

I guess I could ask a TM question relating to this...ever been so addicted to something that you would stand in line all night?

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
Don't move to TCOTU then--they're just for show:

linky

But according to that article, a few of them work.

So would you not ask out the prom-queen because there was only a 20% chance she'd say yes?

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by Greedy,Greedy,Greedy
If you ever meet my kids, know that they get to push the button.

Sorry, but that's what happens when you grow up.

Other people's kids pushing the button like it's their god-given right piss me off, and I frequently "accidentally" push the button ahead of them. Kids who say excitedly "I wanna push the button! I wanna push the button!" without shoving or ask "Oooh, can I push the button? Please?!?!?!" are generally cute and, at a minimum, tolerable (as long as there's no fit thrown because they didn't get to push the button).*

Know this, if I ever encounter your kids.

*I understand that sometimes fits are thrown because the kid is hitting meltdown stage and you are in the elevator in a desperate attempt to get out of wherever you are. I hate it, but I understand it. Sometimes it's possible to distinguish.

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Other people's kids pushing the button like it's their god-given right piss me off, and I frequently "accidentally" push the button ahead of them. Kids who say excitedly "I wanna push the button! I wanna push the button!" without shoving or ask "Oooh, can I push the button? Please?!?!?!" are generally cute and, at a minimum, tolerable (as long as there's no fit thrown because they didn't get to push the button).*

Know this, if I ever encounter your kids.

*I understand that sometimes fits are thrown because the kid is hitting meltdown stage and you are in the elevator in a desperate attempt to get out of wherever you are. I hate it, but I understand it. Sometimes it's possible to distinguish.

Go paint your kitchen.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by Greedy,Greedy,Greedy
Go paint your kitchen.

Alas, I'm stuck at work.

I seem to have hit a nerve though -- so I will counter with: Go discipline your kids and teach them basic manners.

[Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)]

Originally posted by NotFromHere
. I've never really wanted anything that badly. Much less a video game.

Curiously, I figured the one person here who might wait in that line was you. Well, maybe AdL, too, but I think he's driving HIS NEW SAAB all over Bucks county.

As for the barber, 5 of 6 get what I'm asking when I say just a light trim, etc. etc. (and I'm more descriptive there than really anyone here cares to read). One guy doesn't. "English, man" doesn't seem to be a good approach.

[Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)]

Originally posted by Greedy,Greedy,Greedy

So would you not ask out the prom-queen because there was only a 20% chance she'd say yes?

Well, if the walk button promised a blow job, I'd press 'em all.

[Oliver_Wendell_Ramone]

Originally posted by NotFromHere
OK. Stupid, but so is yours. I like the big "Walk" button that you can push. Over and over and over again. Not the little button that you have to push with your thumb and it's sheltered by a little hood so you can't beat it with the palm of your hand. I like the big chrome button. That you can smack.

Huh. I've always been rather fond of the little button sheltered by the little hood. Pushing it repeatedly can be very satisfying. You're right though; you really can't beat it with the palm of your hand. If you go to the opposite side as the little button, though, there's usually something you can smack.

[Flinty_McFlint]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Alas, I'm stuck at work.

I seem to have hit a nerve though -- so I will counter with: Go discipline your kids and teach them basic manners.

That's right, the old spinster has earned the right to press the walk button, you kids will have to pay your dues.

[NotFromHere]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
Curiously, I figured the one person here who might wait in that line was you. Well, maybe AdL, too, but I think he's driving HIS USED SAAB all over Bucks county.

Not so much.

I worked in retail long enough that I hate lines. I will do anything in my power to avoid lines. This is why I go to lunch after 1:00 most of the time. I hate crowds and I hate lines. If I have to stand in line to try on clothes, I don't want them. This is also why I hate the grocery store.

This is also why I hate shopping during the holidays - the twofer - lines and crowds. And people screaming at their kids.

The airport is practically unbearable. But somehow standing in line to get into a football game...not so bad.

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Alas, I'm stuck at work.

I seem to have hit a nerve though -- so I will counter with: Go discipline your kids and teach them basic manners.

I will teach them about bad people, the kind of people who vote for George Bush. And, even worse, the kind of people who take small pleasures from little kids.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by Flinty_McFlint
That's right, the old spinster has earned the right to press the walk button, you kids will have to pay your dues.

Damn straight. Make sure any little monkeys are aware of this also.

I could give a shit about pushing the button, unless it's my own button, and then I don't want any little kids involved, thank you. As I said, I'm more of a breast girl.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by Greedy,Greedy,Greedy
I will teach them about bad people, the kind of people who vote for George Bush. And, even worse, the kind of people who take small pleasures from little kids.

Only from little kids with over-developed senses of entitlement. If they ask, or don't seem to regard it as their god-given right, I'll even help them reach the button.

I'm indulgent that way.

[NotFromHere]

Originally posted by Oliver_Wendell_Ramone
Huh. I've always been rather fond of the little button sheltered by the little hood. Pushing it repeatedly can be very satisfying. You're right though; you really can't beat it with the palm of your hand. If you go to the opposite side as the little button, though, there's usually something you can smack.

Yes, because I can guarantee you that if you smack the button with your palm, you will get slapped in the face. Maybe even a reflexive kick to the groin. I'm just saying.