Suddenly things are happening. It’s as though I’ve been chanting a transformation mantra for hours each day. Only I haven’t because the transformation mantra was given to me by members of a cult. So, it must just be the vernal equinox.
The daffodils and the crocuses are almost in bloom! The days are longer. (I get outside before dark without even meaning to.) Bruce Jenner is making it onto the golf course multiple times a week and his hair is starting to bleach in the sun. Isn’t life beautiful?
Speaking of beautiful, I’ve been thinking about video games a lot lately. I don’t play them. I’m pretty terrible at them…except for Wii Tennis and American Idol. But when I was younger, I would watch my brothers play for hours. And then, when they left to build skateboard ramps out of plywood or give their lunch money to the local drug cartel, I would try my hand. Below is level one of a game that I don’t think I ever enjoyed playing, but played regardless. I was usually killed off by one of the elderly women with grocery bags: