How I learnt to love MajJong and Jeopardy!
I am getting to love the Gekko version of Majong. I had grown up knowing this computer game as Shangai and at first ten years ago in the third form I had got very fustrated playing it all the time. Yet I learnt strategy and now at present I can solve most problems before level 13 in three minutes. I solved the 1st one in SIX SECONDS. It was so easy: just three pairs. I find it being a highly visual game, it seems to be more affected than many of them by the screen flicker. I really love the music and the desert background. I think I might apply more of my own or try to get the pictures. I have a lovely Ukrainian Art background, and I can't remember the site, but the brown Madonna-like faces are lovely.
Jeopardy is one of those classically American TV shows. Discovered Sony Station in early June and really loved it even though Java Script is hard to load on the College computers or on the (infinitely faster but still buggy) home computer which I know as Top Rating. NETSCAPE still isn't loading. I am finding it hard to find players to play with me. All the online gamers don't like "constant social sounders" like me, who try and come onto their Sacred Turf. But I love the varieties of questions and the money. And I loved playing Wheel of Fortune yesterday with someone called Hyatt. He eventually ended up winning after I couldn't guess a phrase. But guess what in American money I had at leasst $15,000 for the first round. That's what comes of guessing everything, most common letters first, and then, solving the puzzle when it comes fairly late before someone else does! I really like Jeopardy much better because it's more well-rounded in many ways. There are so many questions, and I like the College one except one of the very metaphorical questions had me well and truly stumped. It was something about blowing, and I guess the test you didn't study for tripped me up. Because I know bubbles and other things are for blowing. It really exercises the LEFT side of my brain as if that didn't require or get enough exercise.
Susan M Ward of Older Children Adoption Online who I have been in contact with nearly a year (it was the first week of March that I really came to know her and Hannah and their perspective on Reactive Attachment Disorder) has done a really nice article about keeping adoptive memories. As usual I tried to use that in THE SORROWS OF YOUNG WLADEK. I am up to the 22nd yet I still think that I am writing about the second Wednesday which is the 21st. Of course not having a '96 calendar handy doesn't help. Times like this I really wish I were a calendrical savant. Have been answering questions here and there, like how people think. Of course I think in words, words and more words. But pictures I find important. For instance when writing A THOUSAND MILES WEST I had to use my visual memory and imagination to put the stage together, and a lesser extent in real life. Fiona Hornsby was a big help here especially with DAGS and with our modern production of Romeo and Juliet (my that was a GOLDEN AGE!).
I decided at 2:00 or roughly that to go OUTSIDE to write. Beside the green table was a great mass of ivy and a torn-down fence. I felt sorry for the fence. And also for the cat. Poor old Mrs ... will have children walking across her garden. Or she might well have if it were long ago and Robyn and David and I were visiting. That was a golden age too. Robyn and I are still friends or acquaintances at least. I never thought she would be so beautiful as she is now, but the yellow crooked teeth keep her real as it were. So I wrote for roughly two hours. And I wrote the photo scene, the one of Hillary Knight writing a thank you note to her two daughters. It's a bit far from the psychopath scene. Oh, come on, Wladek wasn't really a psychopath! Or a sociopath, he just got to thinking that way because he didn't look at his mother and also beat his pillow. Of course the "use your words" lobby wouldn't approve of either action, but this is an ESL student we are dealing with (and he has either been eight or nine days in Britain). I think that was about eight paragraphs and I did get confused with the speakers. Susan's voice and Robert's voice are no longer quite so clear in my mind, but at least I'm not reversing pronouns, on purpose or otherwise. At least some of the "photographs" got described as well.
Tomorrow is going to be the day of the Avonlea Open House. I hope it's cool for all the participants.
I hate this not being like the Mac where I can post images and what-have-you.
I also hate not being able to send Microsoft Outlook messages like I was able to last month despite having logged in and everything. It had the CARRINGTON ENTERPRISES e-mail way before I was ever let loose on the Internet.
I'll also have to decide what to do tomorrow. Like I want to see Ali and Iris and Rabbit-Proof Fence. All the other movies seem a bit mindless at the moment. I was surprised that Max Keeble's Big Move was on at at least one cinema. It would have been a good movie to see at the time.
I'm really enjoying sneaking chocolate chips at the moment.
Fortunately it will still be a month until the Blogger pair-up in which I promise to keep said journal faithfully. And of course play lots of games of Maj-Jong and Jeopardy, and also Sea Creature Challenge which is a bit like JTs Blocks on Yahoo.
Robert has finished the window and now he is rendering the walls in Nanna's house. Mum's talking to Jean on the phone about computers. Jean came in yesterday and I didn't want to talk to her much.
Jeopardy is one of those classically American TV shows. Discovered Sony Station in early June and really loved it even though Java Script is hard to load on the College computers or on the (infinitely faster but still buggy) home computer which I know as Top Rating. NETSCAPE still isn't loading. I am finding it hard to find players to play with me. All the online gamers don't like "constant social sounders" like me, who try and come onto their Sacred Turf. But I love the varieties of questions and the money. And I loved playing Wheel of Fortune yesterday with someone called Hyatt. He eventually ended up winning after I couldn't guess a phrase. But guess what in American money I had at leasst $15,000 for the first round. That's what comes of guessing everything, most common letters first, and then, solving the puzzle when it comes fairly late before someone else does! I really like Jeopardy much better because it's more well-rounded in many ways. There are so many questions, and I like the College one except one of the very metaphorical questions had me well and truly stumped. It was something about blowing, and I guess the test you didn't study for tripped me up. Because I know bubbles and other things are for blowing. It really exercises the LEFT side of my brain as if that didn't require or get enough exercise.
Susan M Ward of Older Children Adoption Online who I have been in contact with nearly a year (it was the first week of March that I really came to know her and Hannah and their perspective on Reactive Attachment Disorder) has done a really nice article about keeping adoptive memories. As usual I tried to use that in THE SORROWS OF YOUNG WLADEK. I am up to the 22nd yet I still think that I am writing about the second Wednesday which is the 21st. Of course not having a '96 calendar handy doesn't help. Times like this I really wish I were a calendrical savant. Have been answering questions here and there, like how people think. Of course I think in words, words and more words. But pictures I find important. For instance when writing A THOUSAND MILES WEST I had to use my visual memory and imagination to put the stage together, and a lesser extent in real life. Fiona Hornsby was a big help here especially with DAGS and with our modern production of Romeo and Juliet (my that was a GOLDEN AGE!).
I decided at 2:00 or roughly that to go OUTSIDE to write. Beside the green table was a great mass of ivy and a torn-down fence. I felt sorry for the fence. And also for the cat. Poor old Mrs ... will have children walking across her garden. Or she might well have if it were long ago and Robyn and David and I were visiting. That was a golden age too. Robyn and I are still friends or acquaintances at least. I never thought she would be so beautiful as she is now, but the yellow crooked teeth keep her real as it were. So I wrote for roughly two hours. And I wrote the photo scene, the one of Hillary Knight writing a thank you note to her two daughters. It's a bit far from the psychopath scene. Oh, come on, Wladek wasn't really a psychopath! Or a sociopath, he just got to thinking that way because he didn't look at his mother and also beat his pillow. Of course the "use your words" lobby wouldn't approve of either action, but this is an ESL student we are dealing with (and he has either been eight or nine days in Britain). I think that was about eight paragraphs and I did get confused with the speakers. Susan's voice and Robert's voice are no longer quite so clear in my mind, but at least I'm not reversing pronouns, on purpose or otherwise. At least some of the "photographs" got described as well.
Tomorrow is going to be the day of the Avonlea Open House. I hope it's cool for all the participants.
I hate this not being like the Mac where I can post images and what-have-you.
I also hate not being able to send Microsoft Outlook messages like I was able to last month despite having logged in and everything. It had the CARRINGTON ENTERPRISES e-mail way before I was ever let loose on the Internet.
I'll also have to decide what to do tomorrow. Like I want to see Ali and Iris and Rabbit-Proof Fence. All the other movies seem a bit mindless at the moment. I was surprised that Max Keeble's Big Move was on at at least one cinema. It would have been a good movie to see at the time.
I'm really enjoying sneaking chocolate chips at the moment.
Fortunately it will still be a month until the Blogger pair-up in which I promise to keep said journal faithfully. And of course play lots of games of Maj-Jong and Jeopardy, and also Sea Creature Challenge which is a bit like JTs Blocks on Yahoo.
Robert has finished the window and now he is rendering the walls in Nanna's house. Mum's talking to Jean on the phone about computers. Jean came in yesterday and I didn't want to talk to her much.