about the name
"Pokitty" means many things. It's repetitive poking (poke poke pokitty). It's a feline lacking proper funding (po' kitty). And it's one spiffy website.
"Pokitty" means many things. It's repetitive poking (poke poke pokitty). It's a feline lacking proper funding (po' kitty). And it's one spiffy website.
I've been delaying checking my email lately; my inbox has suddenly begun to collect spam again, and I prefer to avoid sorting it out.
But today I found a forwarded meme from my mother. I skimmed most of it because I often knew or could guess her answer.
Until I got to one: what is my mother's favourite sound? Turns out that, by her own admission, it's me singing.
I need to go give her a big hug right now, to return this realisation of how much I love her, and also make sure that I still have her birthday present safely stashed. (Shh, don't tell her what I got her!)
Uh. I still have a blog? Totally forgot about that.
I am now older and wiser, which is Reeish for "people gave me stuff." In this case, "stuff" means collectible sets of concentrated escapist crack in the form of The Princess Bride (book and DVD), and a Nintendo DS Lite with Tigerz and The Legend Of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass (plus assorted Phourglass paraphernalia). If you were wondering about my translating a translation of Reeish, all I can say is that Reeish is a very complex language. Also at least half my brain is not working on writing; it's still plotting ways to get a rock anchor in-game. Sorry.
I may, just may, have gone days without even thinking about checking my email because I was too busy tricking out my boat. At the moment it looks it was built from a golem's skeleton and decorated with gothy kitsch. Assuming a golem has a – anyway, sorry again.
Oh, and I dug up a copy of Tetris Plus. It has Puzzle Mode! And an archaeology theme! And Tetris! So, so much love for all things Tetris.
So if you don't hear from me till September, assume I am up to my earlobes in gameness.
Loud thunder made me decide not to go online earlier today. I decided not to play any video games with save files in order to keep my data safe from power outages. In my quest for entertainment that wouldn't suffer thus, I raided my NES collection and rediscovered Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles III: The Manhattan Project. I don't usually play beat-em-ups, so I struggled.
As I played, I wished aloud for an NES Game Genie, or some other cheat device that would let me assign myself more lives and continues.
My brother threw me a blank look. "I thought Konami made the Turtles games."
"Yeah..." I trailed off, not understanding his point.
"Tried the Konami Code?"
I had, but I knew some games used a slightly altered code instead. And this was Konami. It was likely some version of the code would work – and someone would have posted that information online by now. So I looked it up.
Wikipedia enlightened me: switching B and A in the code gives access to a hidden options screen with choices for difficulty level and number of lives, as well as a sound test. (The game's music is excellent for its era and has me craving ReMixes.)
I am a happier little ReeBean for this.
My throat is driving me crazy.
I am insanely over-sensitive to tobacco smoke. Meanwhile, my grandfather is of a generation that got packed off to war with boxes of cigarettes and came back with an addiction. Houston, we have a problem.
I love my grandpa to itty bits pieces and I don't turn down a chance to hug him. But. I spent several hours yesterday at my aunt's birthday party, with Grandpa. And then headed home, in the same direction as Grandpa, and ended up meeting him again at a restaurant. In the smoking section, since that is where a smoker will naturally sit, and he got there before I did.
I'm not the least bit sorry, but my throat sure is. This particular body part seems certain that I deliberately arrange my life to achieve maximum respiratory inflammation. Accordingly, it has decided that I must be punished. Again.
Unfortunately, I've looked time and again for something to help me be less sensitive to smoke, but nothing works. Symptoms are similar to allergies but the immune response isn't the same as an allergy would cause, so allergy medications have no effect.
If my choices are angry throat or sad Grandpa, I'm quite satisfied with my decision – but if there's a third option where I can enjoy my grandfather's company while maintaining healthy airflow, then want!
Cherished readers, I have a little favour to ask of you: recommend me a free (or budget-priced) antivirus program for Windows XP, please?
I'm familiar with Bitdefender and AVG Free. I'm leery of using either again, Bitdefender because it forces me to re-register on a regular basis, AVG because I'm pretty sure its TOS only allows me to use it on one computer at a time and I'd rather not violate that. (I know I could and I'd get away with it, but I hate to rulebreak when Grisoft is willing to let me use their software for free. Otherwise I would run AVG on all my PCs — it's served me quite well.)
I've also heard vague positivity about F-Prot, ClamWin, and Avast! but I'd like to hear user experiences before I install something.
This is the end. If you haven't followed a link yet, perhaps you should start over.