A bit of stuff

Not everything I think fits neatly into a blog post. Sometimes I want to express myself but just can’t find an appropriate outlet. Since the practice of blogging allows for periodic self-indulgence, here are some things I’ve been thinking about lately.


Klingons are supposed to be the ultimate warriors, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen one win a fight except with another Klingon. Worf once beat up a string of opponents in an episode of DS9, but even Quark, a simpering Ferengi, was able to outwit a Klingon warrior on the Klingon home world, in front of the Klingon High Council. And Worf once got his heiney handed to him by a group of three or four Ferengi. This has been bothering me for a long time.


Mrs. Happy and I tried going on the South Beach diet so that she could take off some of her stubborn pregnancy weight. I don’t really need to lose weight. For much of my life, I’ve been dangerously thin, and only in recent years have I reached what experts consider the ideal weight for a man of my height and frame. I need to eat healthier foods, though, and South Beach is supposed to condition you to eat well. From Wednesday to Sunday, Mrs. Happy lost three pounds. In that same time period, I lost almost six. I don’t have six pounds to lose, so I’m not on the diet anymore.


I love reading Charles Dickens. Great Expectations has long been one of my favorite books. Right now I’m reading David Copperfield, and I like it even more. I wish I had his talent for expression and first-person point-of-view. Tater shows a little aptitude in that direction, I hope, but even he has a long way to go. Here’s a bit from DC that I particularly enjoyed, about the narrator’s wedding day:

The church is calm enough, I am sure, but it might be a steam-power loom in full action, for any sedative effect it has on me. I am too far gone for that.

And after the honeymoon:

Sometimes, of an evening, when I looked up from my writing, and saw her seated opposite, I would lean back in my chair, and think how queer it was that there we were, alone together as a matter of course–nobody’s business any more–all the romance of our engagement put away on a shelf, to rust–no one to please but one another–one another to please for life.


Speaking of Tater, he can sit up now. He can also eat mushy rice, play chords on his four-key piano, and open doors that are slightly ajar. He still gets cuter every day.


I feel like the Michael Jordan of Minesweeper. I got pretty good at it back in the early ’90s when Windows was new, but since I’ve been unemployed, I’m an absolute ace. No mine is safe from me. I will root it out and mark it for all to see. Unless, of course, it’s under one of two adjacent squares, either of which could logically be hiding it. My best time is 143 seconds on the expert level. I’m sure there are people out there who can do better, but I don’t want to know about them.


I’ve always considered myself a “geek by association” simply because it seems the only people who will be friends with me are the intelligent and unacceptably eccentric social outcasts. It occurs to me now that I can’t be an actual geek because no true geek would enjoy playing Minesweeper, much less admit it in public.


I don’t know why anyone would ever go to the effort of making a full-length motion picture with stop-motion animation, but I’m glad they do. I recently saw Corpse Bride and Wallace & Gromit in The Curse of the Were-Rabbit. Both sound pretty morbid, but both are sweet, funny, original films, lovingly crafted and a joy to watch.


I really haven’t been in a blogging mood lately. I feel vaguely guilty when I neglect my blog, but that doesn’t help me write. I’ve considered scrapping it completely, but I know that as soon as I do, I’ll wish I hadn’t. Instead, I’ll just make it official that this site will not be updated regularly for a while. I’ll only write when I have something to say.

13 thoughts on “A bit of stuff

  1. Well, I’m glad you posted today (or yesterday probably). I still check often to see how you’re little family is doing. And by the way, yeah. I’ve never thought about Klingons much but now I’m going to and I’m going to be annoyed at them anytime one gets his/her booty kicked, being a superior warrior race and all.

    Tell Tater Internet Lori says Hi (or lol or afk or something).

  2. Yeah, I’m with you on the whole Klingon thing. They get beaten up an aweful lot. It’s sort of like every time we see a Vulcan, they are doing something illogical.

    Minesweeper — great, now MCF will be playing that nonstop until he beats your best time.

    And dude, you are a geek. See your Klingon comments for proof.

  3. Glad to hear from you again. Your voice on the importance of marriage is one we need on the web. I look forward to a time when you can be more regular blogging. Tate IS the cutest baby I have ever seen.

  4. You realize each one of these topics could have been a post itself, right? Bam, there’s your week of posting. :)

    Is the “I’m not a geek” thing your way to “protesteth too much”, or a running joke? I can’t tell anymore.

    I beat Minesweeper years ago on my uncle’s PC. I never really cared for Minesweeper. Now make that game 3D, and we have something interesting…

  5. MCF, it’s merely an indication of a dichotomy in my personality. Among normal people, I am a geek. Among geeks, I am a troll. I don’t really fit anywhere.

  6. Hi!
    I saw your link over at Amy’s Musings, and the name caught my eye. Then I read the bit about the Klingons.
    To find another Christian who is a Trekker is a blessing!

    Rhonda

  7. I am sooooo sorry. I was under the impression that nowadays Trekkies didn’t like to be called Trekkies.
    I didn’t know there were “levels·” So I guess I am a Trekkie.

    Now. Jerry, What would make one a Trekker? And do you have to be a Geek? I am not smart enougj for geek!
    R

  8. Trekkies are casual fans of the various shows and movies, know some of the plots of some of the episodes, can quote a line or two of Trek dialogue, and have some opinions on the series, but nothing that’s too much on their mind except occasionally.

    Trekkers know the various series very well, have been to Star Trek conventions and have strong opinions about various matters of plot, character, continuity and so forth.

    Geekhood is not required of either category, but is often conferred on many members of both.

  9. I tried to read David Copperfield. I think it was the summer I was 15. I hated it. I quit about 10 pages from the end.

    Last year I read Great Expectations and I loved it. I wonder if I would like David Copperfield now, too? Maybe I should try it again. You really like it?

    You know what else is a really good book? The Count of Monte Christo. An excellent book–it’s much better than the movie. I was very disappointed in some of the changes that the movie made to the plot, and how those changes undercut the character of the main character.

    It is interesting that you like Star Trek and Dickens, both. My husband does, too. I used to think he watched BBC Dickens movies for me, like I watched Star Trek for him, but he really, really likes Dickens–on film. He doesn’t have a lot of time to read books like that.

    My husband is what we call, “The Mad Lyricist.” He makes up words to the theme music of TV series. For Star Trek, the Next Generation, I still chuckle when ever I hear the bridge part of the song, which is when my husband would belt out:
    “Oh yes, there’s Jord-y—Jordy LaForge-y—Wharf the Klingon, but no Tasha Yar!–No, no!”

    The day Tasha Yar got eaten by the black spot was probably one of his happiest memories of that series.

  10. I love this. You are awesome. I must add you to my list of people with whom I must keep up and share with the world. It’s wonderful to hear your perspective on things, which gives my husband – unknowingly – someone else to come to his defense! :-)