“In 2013, cost of minting a penny was 1.8 cents, while the cost to mint a nickel was 9.4 cents. On the flip side, the cost to create a dime was a mere 4.6 cents.”

Sad to hear thief and watch_dogs are getting such terrible reviews.

Good news is that I still haven’t played dishonored and Saints row iv beyond the point of knowing that I’ll enjoy the heck out of them. Added bonus, dishonored is in my library right now.

Reasons for me not to buy a new console yet – My uncompleted, happily replay backlog. X if less than 30% played:

On disk ps3 – (cartridge if you’re mother in law)

X Army of Two
X Assassin’s creed III
Batman: arkham asylum
Batman: arkham city
X Bayonetta
Bioshock 1 2 and infinite
Brutal legend
X Call of Juarez bound in blood
X Dead space 2
X Dishonored
Fallout 3 (x the goty dlc bits)
Fallout new vegas x evil karma bits
God of war iii (my first ps3 game, played more by cousin David b)
Grand theft auto v (and online once heists get added)
Infamous 1&2
Lego: lord of the rings, batman, batman 2, Indiana Jones
Little Big planet and lbp2. Infinite levels!
Mafia ii
Marvel superhero squad
Max Payne 3
X Rage
Red dead redemption
X Resistance 3
Skyrim x?
Uncharted 3
Xcom

Digital ( thanks ps plus!)
X Tomb raider
X Remember me
X payday 2
X Metro last light
X Walking dead season 2
X Brothers
X Stealth Inc  a clone in the dark
Doki-doki universe
Pinballistik
X Hotline Miami
Galaga legions dx
Star wars pinball
bit.trip Runner.2
Pinball arcade
Darksiders
Eat them!
Zen pinball 2
x Mega man 9 & 10
X Retro city rampage
X scott pilgrim vs the world
X Renegade ops
X poker night at the inventory 2
Catan
Pure chess
Blokus
Little big planet karting
Armageddon riders ( I may be the only person who loves this game)
X Awesomenauts
X ibb & obb
X trine 2
X outland
X Tokyo jungle
X demons souls
X closure
Stacking
X Cuboid
X mercury hg
X auditorium hd
X tomb raider underworld
X Lara craft and the guardian of light
X quantum conundrum
X binary domain
X Dragon’s dogma dark arisen
Lego marvel super heroes
X shadow of the colossus
X kingdoms of amateur reckoning
Hitman: absolution
X deus ex human revolution
Sleeping dogs x dlc
Far cry 3 blood dragon
Vanquish
Infamous festival of blood
X borderlands and dlc
Warhammer 40,000 space marine
X when Vikings attack
X zombie tycoon I’m
Plants vs zombies
X Anomaly war zone earth
X dungeon defenders
Rock of ages
X mine craft
X dmc devil may cry
Dyad
X spelunky
x Borderlands 2
Sound shapes

Wii / pc to follow

following up with part two of the SharePoint class.

Random factoid learned today – the only necrocracy in the world is – North Korea – President Kim Il Sung. Yikes. Bestowed posthumously, natch.

some shots from outside

interesting time with the knitters this evening.

Attendees along with me were:

Allison, my favorite creative crafter. We got diet cherry coke slurpees (in double gulp cups) at 7-11 after.

Nancy, textile artist extraordinaire, mother to a recent graduate from University of Maryland who has gone on to become a nun (i don’t think she went to school for monastic reasons, agricultural stuff, I think)- daughter’s job now is essentially a spiritual battery, committing to full days of prayer and is allowed 4 official visits a year from Mom at the monastery. Nancy seems accepting of it, I think I’d be a little shattered.

Toni, a person who recently had to put one of her dogs down because of and has a sister who is dying in Florida with a previously undetected broken back as a result of falling into a swimming pool. She’s an interesting sort, has a blend of strong religious beliefs, but also enjoys a great deal of supernatural fandom like true blood, sexy time traveling Scotsman stuff, etc.

Judy, a tea party librarian (not libertarian) with several German Shepherds of her own. Talked about the males being aggressive and moving furniture.

____ (I forget her name), a mother and grandmother who is frustrated with her grandchildren to the point of striking the youngest (13). It appears that her youngest son has moved in with her for the last few years, is in his thirties, is a single father, and there are discipline issues with his children. They are now to be out by end of school year. That seems reasonable, but hitting a lippy kid sits poorly with me. Strange things to talk about on first meeting.

I enjoy the company of Allison and Nancy a great deal and the other three ladies were friendly and polite enough, but I was still pretty uncomfortable. I have trouble hanging out with folks that hold beliefs and opinions so very different than my own… especially regarding violence against kids.

needless to say, I was pretty uncomfortable for the first knit night in an age. I was glad to go home with my sweetheart.

A hobo gave me the evil eye and now my chin is bleeding.

Newton still sneezing a little. I’m monitoring his weight and careful to see that he’s eating regularly.

Pyewacket mews more now these days.

Generally, it’s just to let me know he’s saying hello, or would like a little treat or the like. A few years back, he was more likely to be pretty silent, unless he was alarmed or on alert of some sort. (Trilling at birds, or letting you know you’re about to sit on him)

filthy bean, originally uploaded by scottobear.

Making excuses. Wash or be washed.

Cleaned house most of the day.
Played a little Metro 2033
Dug back into some Tim Powers. restarted last call, will proceed to the two following… got my copy of Unexpected Texas. Not like I need *another* reason to investigate the lone star state. Tui’s writing is great, and I can’t wait to see her flourish in print.

Started watching Orphan Black. Entertaining so far.

Doesn’t meet these rejection sets anyhow.

3 8 . Chinese food, w parents @ Laughing Buddha. Happy to hear Chris got her RN.

Solomon’s Island walking off dinner at sunset.

Coot on the water

Kawaii hydrant with kitty

Did some crap on Friday
Out of order
Wal-Mart for pompoms not available anywhere else
Yogurt city dinner
Taco bell desert
Doctor and allergy shots.

My nigh illegible dry-erase shopping list.

From Last Call, another Scotto.

Below the steps on the left side, behind a bush, Leon had long ago punched a hole in the stucco and scratched some symbols around it; this morning he crouched at the foot of the steps to tie his shoe, and he took a package from his coat pocket and leaned forward and pitched it into the hole.

“Another thing that might hurt you, Daddy?” Scott asked in a whisper. The boy was peering over his shoulder at the crude rayed suns and stick figures that grooved the stucco and flaked the green paint.

Leon stood up. He stared down at his son, wondering why he had ever confided this to the boy. Not that it mattered now.

“Right, Scotto,” he said. “And what is it?”

“Our secret.”

“Right again. You hungry?”

“As a bedbug.” This had somehow become one of their bits of standard dialogue.

“Let’s go.”

I miss him when I see wake or surf.