Minecraft humor

So Jared has succumbed to the Minecraft bug, and finally bought the full version. Unfortunately he keeps dying every time he makes any progress, so at the moment his little piece of the Minecraft world isn't very developed. He doesn't have a house yet, just a shelter he dug out of a hillside. I said he lived in a hobbit hole, but when he told me he doesn't really have anything in it, I said he was more like a caveman. When he started going on about how much work it takes to build a house and make yourself a bed and how the bare ground with no floor or carpeting isn't so bad, I was horrified and said he was a Minecraft hobo. So I took on the persona of his nagging Minecraft cave-wife, and went on about how he'd be eating raw chicken and punching sheep for wool without me to take care of him, and if he found any diamond he was NOT going to make some stupid tool with it, he was going to give it to me in thanks for all I put up with being his cave-wife. Oh, and how I should have married that nice Minecrafter over the hillock who had boots and a pair of shears already. He responded by wishing he'd stayed a bachelor with nobody nagging him to sleep in a bed already or not try eating rotten zombie meat just to see what it tasted like, and oh, if only an enderman would carry him away and spare him from his domestic hell. I seriously wish I recorded the conversation, because it was absolutely hilarious.



I should have married this Minecrafter. I bet he'd lay a carpet for me.

A Team Fortress 2 Halloween

Halloween yesterday was wonderful, surrounded by friends in excellent costumes. Best evening I've had in a long time. Perhaps the most notable part of the evening were the five members of Team Fortress 2 that got together a fantastic group costume that yielded some great pictures. It was actually initially Jared's idea a month or so ago; he's recently gotten very into the game and thought it would be a fun and funny idea for a big group to do together. Several people expressed interest, but I think Jared and Bernie kind of didn't think anybody else would actually do it, so kind of felt like it couldn't happen. It took Matt actually getting together costume pieces to get things going; when I saw he was into it I started getting after Bernie and Jared, who got back into it when they thought there would be a real group. Jared was the Sniper, Bernie was the Engineer, and Matt was the Scout, all of which were remarkably well-cast in my opinion. Ryan and Kindness were pulled in at the last minute as the Spy and the Medic respectively, which worked out pretty well too! We took some fantastic pictures, which will soon be on Facebook. In the meantime, here's a sampling:



The Medic, the Spy, the Sniper, the Engineer, and the Scout.



I think this was supposed to be a RED Team versus BLU Team picture, but it looks more like everybody wants to get the Blue Spy.



This fantastic picture is of the team playing poker for the Intelligence Case. It's now the background on my phone. Cute details include the Spy cheating and the Sniper reaching for his mug but probably heading for his pee jar.

Corle-owned

"Take that, gangster! You got Corle-OWNED!"

I am such a dork. :-D

Hobo beatdown!

I have had a very disturbing experience.

In the Wii version of the Godfather game, one occasionally comes upon the odd impoverished transient, commonly known as the "hobo," on the streets of 1940s New York. I am fascinated by these creatures in their natural habitat, and make a point of addressing them when I encounter them. This usually results in my unintentionally giving them money, but that's okay, I am amused enough by their presence to not mind so much being separated from my cash.

But despite my being a friend to hobokind, they have turned against me. I went into an alleyway and came upon a gang of hobos loitering there. I was planning on seeing if they had anything useful to sell me, such as guns or dynamite, but instead, completely unprovoked, they turned on me and attacked me! I was the recipient of a hobo beatdown! One of them even had a lead pipe. :-( I was forced to slaughter all four of them with a few quick blasts of my trusty .38 Special, but I was very scarred by the experience. I thought I could commune with the hobos, but apparently they are vicious beasts that can turn on you at any moment.

Gangsters on Christmas Eve!

So I decided that Godfather: The Game is a Hanukkah present, and I may play it since it is already Hanukkah. I know, I'm weak. But the game is fantastic. I like the controls on the Wii so much better, though I'm enough out of practice with the controller that I'm still not very good at remembering where all the appropriate buttons are. But it makes the driving sections so much easier, and I'm getting better at shooting a lot faster. I made my guy look like Robert De Niro, complete with mole, and he's dressed very sharply in a charcoal pinstripe shirt and a black fedora with a gray band.

As a side note, Jared finally sent me the reference photos Ernest took of him in order to paint his Victorian gentleman portrait. I love them, they're so elegant and he looks very handsome.

I shall soon be helping prepare Christmas Eve dinner. For the Roberts family, that means prime rib, lobster bisque, artichokes in butter sauce, plus a few other things depending on what we feel like. I am to be sous-chef. Not that I'm going to be making prime rib or anything with lobster on my own anytime soon, sorry, frequent dinner guests, but it'll be fun.

Godfather for the Wii

Jared's Christmas present to me arrived-- a copy of Godfather: The Game for the Wii. My sweetie knows me so well. I'm so excited for it I'm tempted to open and play it before Christmas. Maybe I could count it as a Hanukkah present and open it tonight for the third night? I've played the PC game and enjoyed it very much. I recently lent it to Jared, and now he's very into it. But I prefer console games to computer ones, so I'm delighted it's out for the Wii.

Why must Christmas still be two days away?