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Script was a project
with Gondry at film school, right?
Oddly Hindu close.
| Me | A. |
|---|---|
| 533 | 432 |
A good strong game all around with some solid plays and clever word choices on both sides. A. had a great opener with “DAZE” and kept the lead for several rounds. Wasn’t her fault that I managed to play “SQUIRE” and “QUEER” back-to-back. And then drop “KNAVERY” two turns later.
Ah, the joys of a Scrabble one-on-one. See also: “Action Flog!”
Belated. Cheers!
We have organized food drive at the office. A bunch of folks have made minimum commitments to bring in a certain volume (or weight) of various non-perishables. Cereal, canned goods, rice and couscous mixes, etc. We are doing well in this task and are ready to make up the miscellaneous plastic-wrapped baskets that we will turn over to the shelter. We are all pretty excited about this; after all, we have done a great job getting all of this food together. Before we can manage to get it out the door though, the big boss comes down to have a look at what we have done. He seems pleased at first — pleased that we have gotten together such a tremendous quantity of food for the shelter — but before long he starts to get agitated. He berates us for donating such disgusting, prosaic items. He holds up a box of cereal (“Honey Bunches of Oats”) and sneers. “You may as well be sending them home with Whoppers!” He storms out, commanding us to start all over again. “You should all be ashamed of yourselves.” We looks through the items; these are not necessarily all organic items or locally grown fresh vegetables (which aren’t “non-perishable” in the first place) but none of them are as bad as Whoppers. We secretly smuggle the baskets out of the building one at a time, determined to make these donations in the company’s name whether he wants us to or not.
The building is in an odd state of disrepair. Wings seem to have been grafted on at odd angles and in strange places; some of the floors are slanted while others are perfectly straight; some portions of the building look fine (mostly the interiors of individual units) while others (e.g., most of the hallways) look like they have been falling apart for years. Having moved in recently, we suspect that this has something to do with recent near-catastrophic events (e.g., zombie invasion, plague, possibly both). We joined the association promptly upon moving in and have been trying to help to reassemble the place; I’m not particularly handy but I’ll haul planks around etc. because there is incentive to do so.
Like today when a unit (previously vacated due to the previous “incidents”) becomes move-in ready again. There is some odd controversy, however. We had worked our way up to be #2 on the waiting list. The #1 person had said that he did not want to move into that new unit but some language in the by-laws states that we cannot move in until the 1st person on the list has had their position satisfied. So even though the unit that we want is ready we cannot move in until he has moved; what’s worse, because we expressed interest in moving, the condo association president says that we need to get bumped down to the bottom of the list.
We challenge this rule and the condo association president concedes that there is an arbitration method. A Pokémon duel! He thrusts us (and the #1 person on the waiting list) into the grand foyer (at opposite ends) with a feral Pikachu each and a fistful of those red and white balls “Fight!”
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