Rock, Paper, Scissors

I went to two one-act plays at Brandeis, written by people in the grad playwrighting program. One of them I've known since he was an undergrad at Harvard (and had seen some stuff performed that he'd written then; it was quite good). The other I didn't know, except that when I checked the program, it turns out she wrote one of the pieces in the 7 x 7 lineup last month at the Industrial Theatre ("Seven Little Days"). It's a small world...
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Meme/game

Browsing friendsfriends, I found this description of a new meme.
( the original )

Somehow this sounded more like a game to me (hey, Queue - another game that wouldn't require any materials). The first person starts with som ething (person/place/object, or possibly an idea, I suppose, in a variant version), and the other/next player names something that defeats it (see examples in the orginal description), until someone plays Moses (hey, I'm Jewish, I don't feel like having J esus be the ultimate) or [Hm. I don't know much at all about actors, so while Kevin Bacon is entertaining, I suppose, I'd never play him. Anyone have another end conditional to put here?].
I think if there are points at all, they're awarded for entertainment value/coolness, rather more like in the 10,000 Blank White Cards sort of game, rather than more traditional ones.
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Wisdom from the banana cult

My banana has a sticker on it. Not one of the expected ones, like Dole or some other fruit brand, but a promotional sticker. There's a slogan: "5 A Day THE COLOR WAY [TM]" (phooey on their capitalization), and behind that colored grahics th at are supposed to represent a red apple, an orange, a yellow banana, blueberries, and some green leaf, presumably a vegetable of some high nutrient-y sort.

Of course, without that produce context, fruits and vegetables are not necessarily what I'd think of. Painting, certainly. Or performance art. Maybe some sort of self-help program.

The rainbow of fruity goodness does focus the attention in the appropriate arena, but I'm also left wondering whether spending time (and of course, money) coming up wit h possibly-catchy slogans actually helps anyone improve his/her diet, anyway. Heck, I'd be willing to give up any monies in the budget that go towards governmental slogan fruit-stickering in favor of almost anything else that's actually useful.

Later thought: I'm surprised there's not a lobby of color-blind people protesting this blatant colorism.

Note to self: ripe banana with bits of chocolate is good, but ripe banana with some form of thick melted chocolate would be better.

Today's spam

Subject line: Transform your rod into a monster

And all I could think of at first was Moses turning his staff into a snake.

On later contemplation, it sounded unlikely that any male of my acquaintance would like a scary beast instead of their usual anatomy.

Of course, since it was sent to me, presumably they assume I have a walking stick somewhere, or something. I could have a new pet, perhaps. Though I don't think I have adequate room in my apartment to have a full-sized monster; not enough room for exercise. Plus there's all that care and feeding of monsters, which is not always trivial. I've had reasonably good relationships with my neighbors until now. And it's not even close to Halloween, which is when I'd likely get the most benefit from having a monster around, anyway. Well, depending on what kind of monster it was.
I think I really must decline this fine offer.
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