Happy Days are Here Again

The Holidays or "holy days" are upon us. So why is it that most people I know aren't very happy? While I am sure that each person has their own individual drama, they mostly seem to be stressed out by the preparation needs associated with both Thanksgiving and Christmas. Why are we supposed to be happy at this time of year anyway? Sure, we get yummy food on Thanksgiving, but we slave over a stove for 3 days prior and suffer on a treadmill for a full week afterwards. All this only to have our credit cards attacked by a red-suited bastion named Santa who likes to litter our living room floors with pine needles, wrapping paper and a curious amount...

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The Art of the Game

I've recently been involved in numerous discussion on what makes a good game.Some people believe that a good game is like a test and will always reveal who is the best or most knowledgeable at something. Some feel that the game is all about winning. Others feel that the win isn't nearly as important as the journey to determine a winner.Might i suggest that we stop asking questions and just play. After all, the first question of, "what do you want to play?" all too frequently grinds the fun to a halt. People argue over the type of game complaining about the difficulty, the length, the lack of team play, someone who wins too much or the need to be able to sculpt clay.All these questions lead to the same answer: "Eh, let's do something else..."So screw all the bureaucracy and just play. Have...

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Art Imitates Life

While in most circumstances I would never take the time to point it out, the circumstances absolutely merits the mention. Grey's Anatomy has nailed my life. Now while I wish I could say that my personal life mirrored that of McSteamy or McDreamy, in this instance I am referring to the trials and tribulation of Dr. Miranda Bailey.To work so hard for so long and not be noticed is a burden that I might argue is heavier than the world upon the shoulders of Atlas. After all, when asked how difficult holding the Earth was, Atlas Shrugged. Bad humor aside, the ceremonial pats on the back received for a job well done have a way of turning into slaps...

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