Just a couple of Adrenaline Junkies

So it was pouring rain all weekend so John and I dropped the boys at the movie theater.  They went to see Jupiter Ascending, and here's the best part, we Didn't.  

We found ourselves with 2 hours on our hands,
John, "What do you wanna do?"
Me, "I dunno."
<silence>
Me, "What do you wanna do?"
John, "I dunno."
<silence>
Me, "Wanna go to the used bookstore?"
John, "No."
<silence>
John, "We could return that bag to the mall."
Me, "I don't have the receipt."
<silence>
John, "I considered going to the movie with the boys...."
Me, "ugh."
<silence>
John, "uhhhh"
Me, "uhhhh"
Being the rabble rousers that we are, we ending up getting a coffee and going to the grocery store.  Let the good times roll!

Holy Crap - They've got T-Shirts!

Gotta Get Me One of These!

Books cause cancer

Books have joined the long list of things that cause cancer in the state of California; along with Starbucks, Disneyland, and lumber.  I feel sorry for those of you who don't live here so are unaware of the health risks they face everyday.  I'm going to google prop 65 and see who started this whole thing.....

It's like walking through a mine field....

John was sitting on the couch yesterday when I walked into the kitchen.

Me, "Have you noticed anything different lately?"

<John sighs and looks up to the heavens>  He hates this game.

John,  "I JUST got home.  I haven't had a chance to look anywhere in the house. I haven't even been in the bedroom yet"
Me, "No, not with  the house. Do you notice anything about my eyes?"
John, "OH that, yeah, they seem clearer lately.  More sparkly."
Me, "No, I got this new eye cream that is supposed to dismiss the dark circles under my eyes. Can you tell?"
John, "Oh, for fuck's sake. How was I supposed to guess that?"

He's just upset 'cause he never wins.

Well, we did just see Selma

So the boys had eye appointments this afternoon.  Sam went back first for the preliminaries and returned to the reception area to wait for his eyes to dilate.  As he was walking past me he said, "I've got 20/15 vision! I'm better than perfect!" Then he sat down, leaned towards me and said in a quieter voice, "I have to see another doctor.  He said it would be a darker man."  Me, "what?"  Sam, "A darker man."

In the next 3 seconds the following flew through my mind.  "What? Sure, he was an older white man but come on, you don't get all racially inappropriate in the middle of an eye exam.  And to a kid. What the hell.  And to think we just saw Selma and were discussing how racism still exists and then something like t......"

And then the pieces fell into place, "It's Doctor Mann. You have to wait to see Doctor Mann."

Sam, "aaaahhhhhhh"

I couldn't stop laughing.

It was a bad call, Ripley. A bad call.

I can't decide which was worse.  Passing on the one yard line with seconds left on the clock or running the Dead Kid ad.  It's a tough call.

Why? Why? Why?

Jump Scare

John and I finished playing Dead Rising.  We'd completed all the missions, found all the blueprints, had all the combo-vehicles.  We'd reached level 50 and killed countless zombies.  (Actually, they were countable, something like 64,000 ish.)

Anyway, we started a new game that I found called Alien, Isolation.  Sam, "Oh, that's a jump scare game."  Me, "huh?"

We started playing and it was vastly different than Dead Rising.  It was much slower paced and very quiet.  You start out on a ship with four other people but are quickly alone on a space station.  It was like a really big floating airport and in complete disarray.  Luggage all over, stuff piled up, knocked over and falling down.  And it's really quiet, did I mention that?  Oh, and you're not supposed to run because it can attract unwanted attention.  So we're sneaking around, peeking around corners, collecting different items, climbing through ducts, completing one small mission at a time, all alone, in this big empty space airport, you can't climb over anything so you're always taking the long way around, very methodical, low key music, very steven spielberg waiting for the shark to appear and Sam can barely sit still, "I can't take this! The suspense is killing meeee...aaahhhh. Something's over there. Oh, oh no, it's not. I can't take this. Ahhhh" Tom is looking up hints on the computer, helping us find our way through the maze, completely unfazed. Meanwhile Sam is slowing inching his way out of the room.  And this was going on for over an hour when we finally ran into another person, Axel.  He was a good guy but not a "good guy". Then we had to sneak past some bad guys and Axel gets killed and we run into a tram and turn around to close the door and there's an alien RIGHT THERE and Sam and I both screamed at the top of our lungs. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" Sam made a beeline for his bedroom.  Both of the sleeping dogs flew off their beds, "What? What's going on? Is it the squirrel? Where is he?" I looked over at John and said, "That scared the shit out of me!" <pant> <pant> "Did that scare you?" John was just sitting there on the couch, staring at the t.v., "yes."  Me, "Should be stop playing now?" John, "yes."

so that's a jump scare....

maybe we should get a nice Lego game....