Saturday, July 08, 2006

The Bambach Strategem OR How to Win at Lasertag, Munchkin-style

It is a well-known principle of Laser Tag that there are certain unwritten rules which one does not violate, e.g. one does not place one's hand over one's own receptor to block unfriendly lasers.

When these rules are tweaked for one's own purposes, one becomes a MUNCHKIN. See the wikipedia definition:

A Munchkin is a player who plays a normally cooperative game (usually a role-playing game) to amass as much power and as many kills as possible, whatever the costs to role-playing, the storyline, fairness, logic, or the other players' fun. The term is also frequently used in reference to powergamers and to immature players in general.

Actually, that's not always a bad thing...competition is the spirit of the game right? For example, Michael Jordan was a Munchkin in basketball, and look how good he turned out. On the other hand, you have to have non-Munchkin players as well (John Stocktons) to keep the game fun.

Today's case study in Munchkin-ness of Laser Tag is the namesake of the Bambach Strategem, first applied and identified during a ghetto laser tag game at Scallywagtagalagfragsagmag or whatever the place is called.

In abstract:

She. Followed. Me. Around. The. Entire. Friggin'. Game. And. Shot. Me. In. The. Back. Again. and Again. and Again.

(Note to the Big 3: me writing about her shooting me in the back is not meant to be symbollic of anything.)

This is just not cool, especially when she gets lots and lots and lots of points for shooting her friend Harrison.

Did I meantion she shot me IN THE BACK?

She didn't even have the courtesy to pretend she just coincidentally kept bumping into me- she followed me through the maze, getting the timing and rhythm down so just when my system recovered from being shot and I was at full status, she would shoot me again.

There will be a price to pay, mark my words...*starts singing*

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

To both of the females who read this:

Monday, July 03, 2006

Fun with Facebook

Yeah, this really is a lot of fun. I'm not really sure why. (Thanks to Brian for the invite). It's wasting aaaaaaaalllllll my time.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

A White Man's Guide to Understanding 2nd Generation Minorities
I'm back (from outer space) and my God I'm tired and depressed and emo and have finally revealed myself to be FUBAR instead of the nice guy I (nominally) pretend to be.

More on that later.

But now, for some lightheartedness:

On the plane ride home from Cedar Rapids to Chicago, I sat next to a girl named Jesica  (happy b-day, btw) who was 2nd generation Dominican Republican/Ecuadoran (Ecuadorean? Ecuadean? Ecuadorriano?) and we had a nice discussion about the Next Generation (cue music) of minorities.

I had this whole post planned out and it was supposed to be deep and profound but I completely forget what I was going to write.

BUT since she worked as a barista at Starbucks in Miami, I can tell you that café cubano is just very, very dark, very, very concentrated coffee.

Also, half-Polish half-Korean people are cool.