TWToday Christmas Eve Special
My body clock is all thrown off because I went for a nap in the middle of the afternoon. On the bright side, it seems to have got rid of my headache for a while. I should now be able to wait up until midnight in order to catch Santa. I'll get him this year, I can sense it...
I'm joking, by the way. I'm not actually sad enough to stay up until midnight to catch a glimpse of Santa. That would be ridiculous.
I'm staying up past midnight to bid on an old PC adventure game by Douglas Adams that's being sold on eBay. I'm hoping that that's so ridiculous that no one else will have stayed up to bid against me.
Not much else going on today. Taking it kind of easy, as evidenced by the nap. I bought an old Doctor Who game (Destiny of the Doctors) on eBay earlier today and that might require a bit of fiddling to get working on XP but we'll see about that once it arrives. I've also been looking at various bits of import equipment for the Gamecube (FreeLoader and a Japanese memory card) for Erin, who finally completed Donkey Konga 2 today and wants to move on to the Japan-only sequel.
In other news, you may have heard that the jet dragster Richard Hammond crashed while filming for Top Gear has gone up for sale on eBay. It's not working (obviously) but people are still bidding for what the seller describes as “a genuine piece of UK automotive history” that's “a little the worse for wear after its much-publicised excursion into the weeds”. It's technically being sold as scrap but the owner says he hopes it'll get him about £5,000-10,000.
As I write this, the auction is at just under £19,000 with 69 bids so far and over five days left to go. Impressive.
I'll keep an eye on that as it goes on. I wouldn't be surprised if it goes over £100,000. Might even get closer to one million. Who knows?
In other news that's more related to me, my grandparents, who are coming round for lunch tomorrow and with whom my cousins will be staying later in the week, are under the impression that my brother and I are infectious.
I'm not entirely sure how they came to this conclusion, especially given that the entire point of my surgery was to remove the infected tissue completely. Maybe they thought it odd that my brother gets it so soon after I did but I'm still half expecting them to claim that my humours are out of balance. Mum seems to have convinced them that we're safe enough to have lunch with and let the cousins see. Not that they could really stop us from the latter.
Speaking of humorism, I made that same joke about my grandparents with Sam and Erin a couple of days ago and only Sam laughed. (Un)Surprisingly few people get jokes based on classical and medieval medical theory.
And yet, as Sam noted later on, we did. Neither of us had any reason to know about it. We hadn't discussed the subject before. But we both knew enough about these obscure little facts to make jokes about them at the expense of old people. Strange.
Anyway, I'm going to wrap things up now. For once, I can say that I'm not going to bed. Unless my headache gets worse and I can't be bothered staying up any later. As always, we shall just have to wait and see what happens.
Have a merry Christmas.
I'm joking, by the way. I'm not actually sad enough to stay up until midnight to catch a glimpse of Santa. That would be ridiculous.
I'm staying up past midnight to bid on an old PC adventure game by Douglas Adams that's being sold on eBay. I'm hoping that that's so ridiculous that no one else will have stayed up to bid against me.
Not much else going on today. Taking it kind of easy, as evidenced by the nap. I bought an old Doctor Who game (Destiny of the Doctors) on eBay earlier today and that might require a bit of fiddling to get working on XP but we'll see about that once it arrives. I've also been looking at various bits of import equipment for the Gamecube (FreeLoader and a Japanese memory card) for Erin, who finally completed Donkey Konga 2 today and wants to move on to the Japan-only sequel.
In other news, you may have heard that the jet dragster Richard Hammond crashed while filming for Top Gear has gone up for sale on eBay. It's not working (obviously) but people are still bidding for what the seller describes as “a genuine piece of UK automotive history” that's “a little the worse for wear after its much-publicised excursion into the weeds”. It's technically being sold as scrap but the owner says he hopes it'll get him about £5,000-10,000.
As I write this, the auction is at just under £19,000 with 69 bids so far and over five days left to go. Impressive.
I'll keep an eye on that as it goes on. I wouldn't be surprised if it goes over £100,000. Might even get closer to one million. Who knows?
In other news that's more related to me, my grandparents, who are coming round for lunch tomorrow and with whom my cousins will be staying later in the week, are under the impression that my brother and I are infectious.
I'm not entirely sure how they came to this conclusion, especially given that the entire point of my surgery was to remove the infected tissue completely. Maybe they thought it odd that my brother gets it so soon after I did but I'm still half expecting them to claim that my humours are out of balance. Mum seems to have convinced them that we're safe enough to have lunch with and let the cousins see. Not that they could really stop us from the latter.
Speaking of humorism, I made that same joke about my grandparents with Sam and Erin a couple of days ago and only Sam laughed. (Un)Surprisingly few people get jokes based on classical and medieval medical theory.
And yet, as Sam noted later on, we did. Neither of us had any reason to know about it. We hadn't discussed the subject before. But we both knew enough about these obscure little facts to make jokes about them at the expense of old people. Strange.
Anyway, I'm going to wrap things up now. For once, I can say that I'm not going to bed. Unless my headache gets worse and I can't be bothered staying up any later. As always, we shall just have to wait and see what happens.
Have a merry Christmas.
Labels: alasdair, christmas, ebay, musings, rant, videogames
