|Should have taken the photo before |
the Sticky Bun Massacre
12:01. "Denis, James has invited you to play a game of Scrabble."
12:02. "Susan, James has invited you to play a game of Scrabble."
12:03. "Bob, James has invited you to play a game of Scrabble."
I'm back, baby!
Yes, after the long, looong self-imposed exile from the land of app games, I am free once more to roam in the latter half of my iPad. Hello, my little darlings, it's so good to see you. How long was Lent? It felt like years. What? It's only been since March 8th? Impossible! Let's never fight again...
|Coronary in a Crust|
And how was my return to those Angry, angry Birds? Well, I have to say, the magic may be gone. It's like when you have an absolute obsession over someone, and you can't stop thinking of him, and imagining yourself with him, and scribbling his name on napkins... and then a few years go by and you find yourself wondering, "What was the big deal about that guy? I played a few rounds of Angry Birds, but it really didn't so anything for me. It was the same old hitting the wooden planks with colored birds, and no matter how much holiday dressing, it felt rote. I really don't see the attraction any more. I may not be going back...
Yeah, right. It rocked! I plowed through eight levels and I RULE those pigs with the bunny hats on! Only now I'm developing a slight pain in my forearm from all that repetitious iPad flicking of birds... maybe I should have eased back into it a little more slowly...
One Last Thing. Some fun for those who love trashy reality shows, Oscar Wilde, or both:
The Broadway cast of "The Importance of Being Earnest" take on the witticisms of the Jersey Shore (thanks for the heads up, Towleroad):