He accidentially sat between two chairs.
A stunned look.
Then laughter.
He did it again.
“Butt-floor!”
“Butt-floor!”
“Butt-floor!”
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shock comes — oh oh!
laughing words — ha ha!
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The lawn’s a stage and the patio the ampitheater.
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There was a world where days would elapse between click and see.
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An imaginary world blossomed in the plain suburban bedroom.
The kids played with Zooloretto again.
Pulled out the pieces and boards to create a big zoo on the floor.
She added Lego people as visitors.
Gave it a grand entry from her Spike Essential set.
They built a hostel with Jenga blocks.
A big blue cushion was a swimming pool.
The ipad played music in the background.
I enhanced the ambiance with my ukulele.
They told me to stop.䷟䷷
restlessness as an enduring condition brings misfortune
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Zooleretto, Michael Schacht, 2007
I played Zooloretto at my first game night at Jim and Troung’s house.
Just OK.
But who can deny a giant panda on the cover?
So I bought it as my birthday present.
We played it once according to the rules.
Then they constructed a massive mega zoo in the playroom,
Filled the pens with animals.
Lego people visited Zoo.䷰䷩
Zooleretto is a good game, deserving of the SDJ. I prefer the conceptual purity of Coloretto but now appreciate the purposeful complexity provided by additions to the original engine. She still dislikes competitive games. Maybe they will enjoy it in a few years.
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She waited all weekend to give us this performance.
Last night, the girl staged a production of Goldilocks and the Three Bears.
The actors were stuffed animals.
The props were toys and furniture from around the house.
(The porridge were tins filled with Lincoln Logs).
She advertised it with handdrawn posters around the house.
Before the performance, we stood in line and surfed our phones.
The good old days.
What we will do when we re-enter the world?䷑
thus the superior man stirs up the people
and strengthens their spirit -
I’ve often critized Zooloretto against its more elegant progenitor, but Coloretto could have never given us this.
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The boy played with each tool in the box while I fought the rusted gasket.
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Did I get more skilled or more cavilier?
Two years ago, I finished the first draft of the state’s biennial cost estimates.
It was the most intense effort in my career.
During a novel pandemic.
Exhausted. The morning after. Eating breakfast alone. I wept.
A release.
This afternoon, I press send and chase the kids around the house.䷦䷸
going leads to obstructions
coming leads to great good fortune -
Spirographs without the pesky gears!
The kids filled the green dump truck with water.
They dipped river rocks and spun them on the concrete.
A tight pattern for a triangular puddle.
A loose pattern traced the outline of a flower.
A stone rolled down to the lawn, leaving a calligrapher’s trail.
Wet lines in the harsh sunlight.䷤䷼
inner truth
pigs and fishes
good fortune -
The bass is most visceral when it emanates through your body.