Shawna was talking about playing spades online and it reminded me of a slightly funny story and since nothing hilarious happened on the train this morning I just so happened to have found myself post-less, until now.
Every so often I find myself obsessed with playing solitaire on the computer, so much so that I literally lose hours engrossed with the worthless entertainment. It pisses the Roommate off to no end, why I don't know, so much so that he started calling it "spinster crack", his logic being only old ladies play solitaire on the computer, I guess, maybe he meant with actual cards too, but that's besides the point. He'd come home to find me on the computer and he'd automatically know I was playing spinster crack and would give me no end of grief about it. Even with an endless supply of hassling and sarcasm I still had the solitaire monkey on my back and played it whenever I had a few free minutes.
If you recall, in January a group of us went to San Diego for the Roommate's birthday weekend bash; sometime mid flight the Roommate went to the back of the plane (nope, we were not in first class) to go to the bathroom. When he came back to his seat he instructed me to go back to the bathroom and to take particular notice of what the little woman a few rows back had on her computer screen. I got up as instructed and made my way to the back of the plane; I noticed a little old lady working on a computer. When I say "little old lady" I mean it in the truest sense of the word, cartoonishly accurate, white hair, glasses, navy floral print dress with a peter pan collar. As I passed her aisle I glanced at her computer screen and almost laughed out loud. The little old grandma was playing solitaire on the computer and the scene was so perfectly put together I almost would have sworn the Roommate would have set it up, only the whole trip was a surprise to him. I chuckled all the way to the back of the plane and upon my return to my seat I vowed never to play spinster crack again.
And I still haven't to this day. Cut that puppy off cold turkey. I figure not playing solitaire will keep me young. Or youngish.
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4 comments:
Oh yea...what does he play?
I've had similar addictions on my PDA. I did not replace it when it died.
You can do like I did and replace it with travel...costs a little more though.
Hey, like the new caption on your blog and the format. Thanks for keeping me linked; I feel so priveledged!
Ya really don't havta quit. You can always pull the computer into the bedroom with you and cover the both of you with a blanket. Then you can indulge like a teenager with a stolen copy of playboy and a flashlight.
STOMP.
Spinster Crack - love it, guess mine's the Spades. But alas, I have not played in a couple of weeks, as I also saw my addiction growing!
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