One word answers

A while back, Terri posted a meme that required one word answers and challenged us to try it. This week has been so hectic (work, 2 assignments due, family, etc) I think that one word is about the best I can manage today!

So, here goes...

1. Where is your cell phone? Pocket

2. Your hair? Afro

3. Your mother? Insane

5. Your favorite food? Mexican

6. Your dream last night? Perverted

7. Your favorite drink? Pepsi

8. Your dream/goal? Gigging

9. What room are you in? Office

10. Your hobby? Fun

11. Your fear? Nothing

12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Here?

13. Where were you last night? Home

14. Something that you aren’t? Ambitious

15. Muffins? Blueberry

16. Wish list item? Explorer

17. Where did you grow up? Kent

18. Last thing you did? Drink

19. What are you wearing? Sweater

20. Your TV? Usurped

21. Your pets? Spoilt

22. Friends? Different

23. Your life? Fulfilling

24. Your mood? Relaxed

25. Missing someone? Always

26. Vehicle? Bike

27. Something you’re not wearing? Cape

28. Your favorite store? Musicland

29. Your favorite color? Blue

30. When was the last time you laughed? Today

31. Last time you cried? Can't

32. Your best friend? Steve

33. One place that I go to over and over? Musicland

34. One person who emails me regularly? Olga*

35. Favorite place to eat? Amigo Burrito


There! Made it!

Why don't you have a try?

Have a great weekend!


* She is Russian and keeps offering to marry me.

Update:

morethananelectrician suggested that I might want to wear an eye patch. I think it works...

A Wargame in progress

A few readers have expressed an interest in seeing how a wargame works, so here is one that I fought out over the last couple of evenings. I was testing out a newish set of rules so I played it solo, trying to hand each army in the most sensible way to create an interesting battle rather than trying to win.

Here goes.

The Romans are invading Dacia, more or less modern Romania.

The Dacian Horde.

The Roman Legions.

The Roman right flank.

The Emporer. James might recognise him...

The armies advance...

Roman skirmishers seize a hill before the Dacians can get to the top. The carnage begins - the red dice indicates damage to the unit.

The main forces on the hill clash.

"Unleash Hell!" Sorry, I had to say that!

Another view of the Roman centre as the cataphracts (guys with armoured horses) charge home.

Carnage - some units are destroyed on impact, others fall back away from their enemies

The Roman cavalry learn that it is a bad idea to charge guys who are armed with Rhomphia - the legendary "battle scythe"!

The Roman right collapses under the assault.

The cataphracts press the attack in the centre.

Things are getting very messy in the hills too, with both sides taking serious losses.

The Elite Roman Praetorian Guard arrives to save the right flank.

A close up of the battle on the hill - the Roman line is thinning dangerously...

The last unit of Romans hangs grimly on to the summit of the hill!

The cataphract attack batters itself to pieces on the Legions.

At last, the Dacians have had enough, and flee back into the forests. Rome is triumphs!

Mr Observant!

This is how it went.

I returned home from walking the dogs to find the rest of the family watching TV. Biggest Loser had just started.

I took off my coat, got a drink, chatted a bit, watched a bit of the show.

The kids started giggling.

What's wrong with you lot?

More giggles, becoming increasingly uncontrollable. My daughter had tears in her eyes.

I failed to see what was funny.

I cleared the table and set up some soldiers for a solo game to try out some new rules.

Bed time arrived and the kids headed up stairs.

Mrs RC asked if my game was finished yet.

No.

You can leave it there over night and finish tomorrow if you like.

I joined her on the sofa.

We watched TV for another hour.

Finally:

"You're not very observant are you?"

"Not usually." I answered quickly looking around to see what I had missed - new hair style, outfit, furniture, pictures.... Nothing new that I could see.

Finally, seeing my helplessness, Mrs RC pointed at....


THE NEW TV!


Yes, our little old one that we were using until we decided what new one to get had been replaced while I was out with the dogs! They guy next door had just bought himself a new 50" jobbie and gave us his old one. Cool! Takes the pressure for a new one off until after Christmas, at least!

But how did I not notice?

Sigh...

Rocking on...

Had a really busy weekend.

Took my youngest to his maths challenge on Saturday. We don't know his exact score (they gave prizes to the top 3) but he was happy that he did reasonably well. I hope that we get a score at some point, but the fact that it was a county-wide contest and he was one of only 130 kids to get in is still something for him to be proud of.

The weather over the weekend was really mixed. Saturday afternoon we were supposed to do some more repairs to Humphrey's stable. Humphrey is my mom's pony and he takes a constant toll on his poor stable. The weather closed in, though, bringing winds and rain so we hunkered down and did other stuff - apart from my brief expedition to get fried chicken and ribs...

Sunday started off much nicer, so we went and did the repairs to Humphrey's house and then did a bit of shopping, picking up some stuff for a barbeque - trusting the weather to hold off - which it did! YAY! Really appealed to the caveman in me - MEAT! FIRE! WOMAN!

Then the wind and rain returned...

Did I ever say how much I enjoy cycling into a strong head-wind that is loaded with cold rain? No? Well I love it! Really, really LOVE IT!

In between things I think I managed to memorise enough stuff for tonight's test - stuff which will probably go AWOL as soon the test starts. Such is life!

Hope your Monday is a good as Mondays can be!


UPDATE

Test over! Remembered too much, had trouble writing everything down in time! Still, better than "empty brain syndrome", eh?

Friday Ramblings

Oh the weather our side is frightful!

It is - high winds and rain - forecast to be even worse tomorrow!

Tomorrow, my youngest is taking part in an inter-school quiz. We are going along to cheer him on. Hope he does OK. He is a really clever kid but doesn't usually get involved in stuff like this.

I have got a production line going with my American Civil War soldiers - doing the North first, hoping to be able to recreate the First Day of Gettysburg fairly soon. Then I will work on more troops so I can do the 2nd and 3rd days too!

I have got a short exam on Monday - not looking forward to it, my old brain doesn't like working under those sorts of conditions. Swatting up, trying to force stuff into my creaking cranium, not helped by the fact that I still feel a bit tired and not quite here. Kay sera sera! Whatever will be, will be!

Have a great weekend!

Moving up...

I have been blogging for a while now - nearly 3 years? Around 3 years ago I started lurking and making the occasional comment.

Anyway, amazingly, a few people still read what I have got to say here and have started to wonder about moving up in the world.

I am talking

Celebrity!

And why not, I ask?

Look in the trash magazines.

X has split up with her boyfriend (again) and is looking for a new guy.

Y claims to have had a deprived childhood (i.e. he didn't get a talking Action Man when he wanted one).

Will they or won't they get married?

Oh no, he has had yet another affair? Can she forgive him this time?

Who really cares?

A lot of people, it would seem! How else could countless magazines keep on going with this trash?

So why can't I get in on the act?

I could do it!

RC fails to blog on a Tuesday!

Can the marriage last much longer? Surely they are sick of each other after nearly 25 years!

RC to replace Simon on America's Got Talent, rumour

RC for PM - RC to enter Politics shocker!

RC's Blog got me pregnant!

See? I can do it!

Any suggestions for stories that I can sell?

What about you? Care to become a Celeb too?

What the...???

My family has some strange conversations. My kids have all got a slightly odd sense of humour and amazing imaginations...

A colleague of mine was recently in South America, and brought a big box of chocolates back with her for me - a "thank you" for covering some of her classes while she was away. Rather than scoffing the lot at work, I took them home.

A couple of days later, as the last of the chocolates disappeared, Mrs RC commented that she liked them - somehow she had lost 4 pounds while eating them! Miracle weight-loss chocolate!

Then it started:

Maybe they had some nasty tropical disease in them, and you are going to waste away!

Perhaps the crunchy bits were eggs and you have now got parasites living in your intestines!

Or spiders of some sort!

Or a monster!

You might have something like Alien in you that is going to burst out of your stomach!

Or an illegal immigrant!!

WHAT?

There could be illegal immigrants in there, waiting to burst out. That would be a great way to beat the Border Police!


Should we all be certified?