DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING POST IS NOT TRUE (EXCEPT FOR THE TRIVIA), NOR IS IT INDICATIVE OF ANY LATENT DESIRES TO HURT CO-WORKERS (I LIKE MINE, SEAN LIKES HIS) OR THROW KNIVES (KNIVES ARE FOR COOKING).
Not often played today, mumblety peg is a game that involves players throwing their pocket knives at the ground, and seeing how close they can come to their own foot. If you actually hit your foot, you win by default.
I sometimes play this game with co-workers and then, instead of throwing my knife at the ground, I throw it at their hearts. Sean plays a variation of my version of the co-worker game wherein he punches his co-workers in the kidney. I think either is an enjoyable pastime for a work-a-day afternoon.
Does that mean that I can open an ice cream shop called Tall Tart’s Frozen Treats? Because I really do like ice cream. A lot. In fact, I believe this is the second post in which I have mentioned how much I like ice cream. Once I went to McDonald’s with John in the morning because he wanted some breakfast from there, but I got an ice cream. We returned and someone told me that a) it was a little early for ice cream and b) i looked so happy eating it. The second statement is probably true, but the first clearly was not. Especially with regard to ice cream from McDonald’s. Actually the ice cream cones at McDonalds are not really ice cream, they are lowfat something, but they are so great. In college I used to eat one every day. Sean and I once saw some guy buy two ice cream cones at once. Then he sat on the couch to eat them both, alternating between each hand. I believe Sean remarked that he was double-fisting the ice cream. When he finished these cones, the Ice Cream King returned to buy two more, and proceeded again to the couch. This man still resides in my memory as the greatest man who ever lived.
The Latins called Attila the Hun Flagellum Dei, which means Scourge of G-d.
At first when I saw this I was like, oh maybe that word is the latin root for flatulence. But then I realised it is the latin root for flagellation, so this blog entry is not funny. Farts are funny. Whipping someone’s body is not. Unless you are a sadist or a masochist, in which case flagellation may be A) hilarious and B) a turn on.
I told this trivia to the guy who works across from me, and he asked me why I knew this. I said it was because my name rhymed with trivia and that it is a hobby of mine. He said a hobby should be evaluated by how much money you can make from it. Not that you should make money from it, but what is the point of having a hobby of collecting rubber bands since they will never have any value. On the other hand, knitting, embroidery, dunnies, trivia, and farting, are all hobbies that not only offer endless hours of enjoyment, but also will eventually have monetary value. Well, at least the first four will.