[Spoilers below.] Agatha Christie writes, in At Bertram’s Hotel: There had, of course, been many other hotels on the model of Bertram’s. Some still existed, but nearly all had felt the wind of change. They had necessarily to modernize themselves, to cater for a different clientele. Bertram’s, too, had had to change, but it had

***Dave says, “It’s just hard to be spontaneous when you have little kids around (which is deeply, deeply ironic, given how spontaneous *they* are — Conservation of Spontaneity?)” Just so.

Woot! This spring, I wrote a murder-mystery game expansion pack for the “Way out West” game for Freeform Games. Playtesting was wrapped up a few weeks ago, and the game has been published on the website. OoOoOoOo!

So I’m sitting here, folding clothes, considering whether to ask Lee to help, when I realize that what he’s doing will be far more productive in the long term: reading a home-improvement book and taking notes…

Er…or just a reason, really. Every Day with Rachael Ray has a section every month with a recipe you can share with your pet. This month’s is Pumpkin Barley with Turkey. If When we get a dog, I’ll try it out.

When making chowder, use a dough cutter to squash the potatoes after they’re cooked through. Pleasantly chunky results.

Escaped a little early from work and spent an hour driving along this road I’d been eying for a month or so. DRAGRONMAN’S SHOOTING RANGE AND PAINTBALL FIELD Sheesh. Two great tastes that do not go together. I also passed a sign that (I think) said something about the next two miles cleaned courtesy of

“You’re about as useful as a one-legged man at an arse kicking contest.” “A man may fight for many things. His country, his friends, his principles, the glistening ear on the cheek of a golden child. But personally, I’d mud-wrestle my own mother for a ton of cash, an amusing clock and a sack of

Lee set up a computer in the spare bedroom as a “quiet” computer/server, as a result of which, I was able to get what I thought would be ten hours of writing done in five and a half. I love my daughter, but she’s the opposite of focus, you know?

Dave and Margie, Doyce, and Katherine all came down from Denver yesterday to hang out. We played…I can’t remember the name now, but it was a card game with a special deck and a barbell-looking thing that you grabbed. Crap. What was it called? We also played Shab al-Hiri Roach, which was meant to be