Why Minesweeper is dangerous
Instead of doing productive things like homework or blogging, I've been playing Minesweeper. Or, failing that, I would play Minesweeper while entering online poker tournaments.
In fact I have to fight the urge right now to grab the mouse, move it to the Start Menu, and find Minesweeper to play a game or six. It's maddening, I tell you. In the mini-biography that the actors get to write for the playbill of a theatrical production I once joked that I was a Minesweeper addict. I wasn't then, but I fear I am now.
And, tangential as this is, I used the pronoun "I" way too often in that last paragraph. Deary me, I need to let this blog branch out a bit; it's terribly exciting to me but you poor folks must be suffering mightily.
Christ I can't take it anymore. I'm going to play Minesweeper. Excuse me.
In fact I have to fight the urge right now to grab the mouse, move it to the Start Menu, and find Minesweeper to play a game or six. It's maddening, I tell you. In the mini-biography that the actors get to write for the playbill of a theatrical production I once joked that I was a Minesweeper addict. I wasn't then, but I fear I am now.
And, tangential as this is, I used the pronoun "I" way too often in that last paragraph. Deary me, I need to let this blog branch out a bit; it's terribly exciting to me but you poor folks must be suffering mightily.
Christ I can't take it anymore. I'm going to play Minesweeper. Excuse me.
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