I know one of the things my wife bought me for Christmas. (Yeah. I peeked.)
It's a Seinfeld trivia game. There's a DVD component. And probably a game board. (I wonder if the player pieces look like Jerry, Elaine, George and Kramer?)
Hey... board games in Seinfeld. Well, there was Trivial Pursuit in the Bubble Boy episode. (Remember 'Moops'?) And Jerry was playing Scrabble with his mother in one episode. Chess showed up when Jerry was having an internal dialogue between his brain and his dick.
The only problem with this gift is that I'll have no one to play against. Unless it comes with an online version.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
FROM THE JOURNAL OF NJOMBO McPIKE....
Two weeks until Christmas break.
Now, I don't exactly 'celebrate' Christmas. Oh, I get a tree and buy presents and get drunk and eat turkey. But I don't spend any time thinking about the goings-on in Palestine two thousand years ago. I do appreciate the time away from school, however. And if it took the birth of a fictional character to accomplish all this, who am I to argue? Especially with turkey, beer, presents and a fortnight's vacation. I would prefer to celebrate the publication of The Origin of Species, say. Or Mark Twain's birthday. (But those are just singletons; a long weekend at best.) Of course, one can change and adapt. And dare I say it? one can evolve.
So that will be my Christmas theme this year. I'll decorate the place like The Galapagos, eat some catfish, get drunk and read passages from Huck Finn and the latest Dawkins book. Of course, the turkey stays. And the presents.
More about this later.
Now, I don't exactly 'celebrate' Christmas. Oh, I get a tree and buy presents and get drunk and eat turkey. But I don't spend any time thinking about the goings-on in Palestine two thousand years ago. I do appreciate the time away from school, however. And if it took the birth of a fictional character to accomplish all this, who am I to argue? Especially with turkey, beer, presents and a fortnight's vacation. I would prefer to celebrate the publication of The Origin of Species, say. Or Mark Twain's birthday. (But those are just singletons; a long weekend at best.) Of course, one can change and adapt. And dare I say it? one can evolve.
So that will be my Christmas theme this year. I'll decorate the place like The Galapagos, eat some catfish, get drunk and read passages from Huck Finn and the latest Dawkins book. Of course, the turkey stays. And the presents.
More about this later.
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