50,000 Monkeys at 50,000 Typewriters Can't Be Wrong
We are having entirely too much fun making Not The Flog.
This week, I’ll discuss some smartphone and tablet app versions of games we’ve played on Tabletop, forgetting to mention one of the very best, Forbidden Island.
Oh, and the intro that Sean Becker made is maybe the best thing on the Internet today.
One of the best things about having dogs is how they make me feel like I’m the greatest thing in the world, just because I walked in the door.
We were up in Portland for a few days to celebrate my godson’s first birthday and have a Wheaton family reunion, and when we came home, Marlowe ran laps around the house.
She did a wall ride off our couch, resulting in this:
If I were better at math, I’d write out the equation that expresses the transference of puppy’s exuberance into actual force energy with a variable for how long it’s been since the puppy last saw the human, and I’d put it here.
Edit: This is from Chuck, in comments:
Pe*(Ta+Wh^2)=Mf Where: Pe=puppy exuberance Ta=Time away Wh=Wheaton awesome factor. Mf= Marlowe force energy. Pe*(Ta+Wh^2)=Mf or moving furniture in a single bound.
Oh, and this is, according to WordPress, an image post. With six types of potential posts, it seems silly that I only make standard posts.
People keep asking for a book of my stupid Twitter conversations with my pets and other things that shouldn’t be able to actually speak.
If I hired some of my cartoonist friends to illustrate them, would you spend cash money on that book?
Also, this is (I think) the first “aside” I’ve done in WordPress. I don’t know what that means in this context.
Blog reader and amazing knitting mistress of the cosmos J pointed out to me that, 12 years ago today, I started writing a blog*.
My first entry looks a lot like this:
So the votes are officially in.
Out of the total of 4 votes I got, all of them said it would be cool to have an online journal, so here it is.
Extra special thanks go to loren who directed me to blogger, a website that will hopefully make this whole weblog (the cool kids call it a “blog”) easy and painless.
I’m off now to make dinner for the family. You know what we’re having tonight?
Burritos. No shit.
Even back then, I loved burritos (and called my very lame website Where’s My Burrito? because I also loved The Simpsons.)
I’ve come a long, long way in 12 years. I’ve gained a wife, adopted a son, written a whole bunch of books, traveled all over the world, created a web series, and somehow found a way to silence the twin Voices of Self Doubt And Prove To Everyone That Quitting Star Trek Wasn’t A Mistake.
I have been accompanied at every step of this journey by tens of thousands of people all over the globe who I will never meet in person, but still feel around me like Navi in Zelda … only instead of yelling “HEY HEY LISTEN” they’ve been yelling “HEY HEY DON’T GIVE UP”.
Thank you for reading and supporting all of my projects. I love my life, and every day I’m afraid I’m going to wake up from this amazing dream.
And so I never lose perspective, I’ll paraphrase Walt Disney: It was all started by a burrito.
*most of those links will not work. Thanks, Obama.
