Time ran away from me… or should that be time ran away with me? No, it must be from me, as I haven’t moved, yet time did, quicker than it normally does. Anyway, I was still here quite a lot later than I intended to be.
What I mean is, I was still here (was still here – I still AM here!) doing what I was doing earlier when I should have been doing something else.
I have an experimental potion percolating nicely away in the bathr laboratory, and whilst it frothed and fizzed and bubbled and dripped and hissed and steamed and dissolved and settled, I decided to pass the time away playing cards. Spider Solitaire to be exact on the ol’ computer.
Well, not so ol’ actually, but there you go.
The thing is, I always lose at Spider Solitaire. Always. I run out of available moves and then get a pop up telling me the very same thing. I always try to go back a move to stop myself getting the message, yet I always manage to. Every time.
I’m even playing the game on the easiest of settings. And I still lose.
I’m not really very good with computer games. I beat the computer at chess every single time I play, but only because I go back a move whenever it takes one of my pieces – unless I want it to take a piece that is (it is a game of strategy, after all!) – and then within a few more moves I win. I think the computer ‘gives up’ and lets me win. How can you beat a computer every time?
Anyway, I digress. Computer games. I remember getting quite good at Sonic the Hedgehog a few years back – I got to level four, I think. I used to like grabbing the hoops doing acrobatics trough the air. I think that was Sonic, but I may be getting slightly confused with my time as an acrobatic dancer… they were around the same time. However, I eventually lost at Sonic.
On the old Nokia mobile phones (other mobile phones are available) there was a game I was addicted to called Snake. It may still exist on the more modern phones, but back in the day it was cutting edge technology. Needless to say, I always ate my tail. I think once I ran out of space on the screen… nearly, anyhow, as the battery was depleted of power. Sigh. Technology.
I used to enjoy building my own metropolisesies metropolops metropolisis cities in Sim City, but I’d get too big for my boots and shove a power station in a place where it wasn’t needed, or have a beautiful lake start to darken as waste from the power station would somehow seep into the clear blue artificial liquid. Eventually, the power for the city would fail and I’d run out of money and the game would end. Sigh.
I should really have learned back then that I’m not very good at computer games, but I keep spending countless hours playing them anyway. Just whiling away the time.
Oops.
The time.
I’ve done it again.
No, I’ve really done it this time.
The bathroom has just exploded.
Well, something in it has. The potion, probably. It should have only been simmering gently for half an hour – I’m trying to create a soft rubber for some shoe insoles, that also disintegrates the odd stone that manages to get inside the shoe. There’s nothing worse than when that happens.
Anyway.
I’ve just checked and the bathroom’s OK – of a fashion. A thick foam has covered everything in there, and has seeped out under the door, across the landing, and down the stairs. It’s also coming into this room, and is continuing to flow. I wouldn’t mind, but the jar I was using was only the size of a jam jar – I must have got the formula and/or heat wrong again. I’m always doing that.
All I can do now is wait for it all to set, and then I can start to peel it all up, throw it away, and start again – although I may leave it for now.
And, whilst I’m waiting… I’ll play Spider Solitaire. One of these days I’ll win.
One of these days I’ll do it!
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