Work, Work, Tiresome Work

Well, here I am at work updating "The blog with no market!"

Work is a little quiet today for some reason. Nobody is obviously feeling too crook. On the upside, I might make it home for Lunch with the missus and the baby. Hopefully the missus might find this an attractive diversion from exclusive care of the baby.

Should hopefully have my four new games when I get home today :
1. Santiago, an interesting little game where you place plantations and pipe water to them
2. Shadows over Camelot, a game where you get fucked hard in the arse
3. Though the Deser, pastal camels
4. Frank's Zoo, Arsehole with animals and a few interesting tweaks.


I'm resisting the tempation to but Coloretto and No Thanks! (aka geschecnkt). Of course it is only 40 bucks, who would miss 40 bucks?

Who cares?

Well, here we are. First post. Not that I imagine anyone gives a fuck though, although a grain of hope deep down inside always thinks that world would just love to hear what you're saying.

I think I'm swearing too much. I was at Wednesday night games, treating it like Monday night games with my friends. We were getting slaughtered at "Shadows over Camelot," when I quite reasonably thought and said "We're getting fucked in the arse here." Now we were quite clearly getting fucked painfully in the arse, but the point is perhaps I shouldn't have said that.

This thought was only reinforced when I was at Monday night games (you following?) recounting this anecdote when my friend's 3 year old looked at me and said "That's a naughty word." And this from a household with occasional swearing.

So unless I want little Esther's first words to be "I need some more rice cereal you f*cking c**t sucking motherf*cker," I need to reduce the swearing. I see this as Ness' fault. I've asked her to pull me up when I swear, but she just won't. So it must be her fault.

I've got a couple of games on order from milsims, which may or may not arrive anytime soon. Of course, this is just social drug use compared to friendless' full on coke habit. I can give it up at any time. I just don't want to.

Wham

Test me up, before you Go-Go, 'cos I'm not planning on goin' solo.