Wordslingin'

More guns, more fightin', more... swamps? It must be Heavy Gear!

( June 10, 2010 )

And that's it for this week. We're playing again next week, and we've just entered the Okavango Swamp, deep in enemy territory. See you all then for the thrilling continuation!

My grandfather is so cute

For the last ten years or so, my grandfather has been working on his PhD thesis. The man's 93 years old and has learned how to use the computer in order to write it, including such obscure features as inserting footnotes and scanning, inserting, and resizing pictures. Give the man credit, I've actually learned stuff as I've helped him figure things out.

At some point, he bought a 2 GB memory card, which is now full. He was asking me a few weeks ago how to delete things off of it. This can only end badly. Instead, I told him to buy an 8 GB card, which he'll probably never fill up and thus will never need to delete things off of. When I told him to get an "eight gig" card, apparently he heard "dig" instead of "gig." Now whenever he talks about the USB key, he calls it his "dig." (As in, "I want to put my dig in the computer...")

It's incredibly cute. I only hope that when I'm 93, I'm capable of as much on the newfangled technology of the late 21st century as he is on today's. Still, every time he asks me about his "dig," I have to very carefully keep myself from laughing.