Yogitunes

[abcomatic]

Yogitunes, where are you? Hope all is well with you? Gary

 

[yogitunes]

I'm here...and all over......whats happenning?....or how can I help?

 

[abcomatic]

HI Yogi

HI kid, I hope all is well with you? Would you please send me an email using my email address in the profile section. I have a few questions that I need to ask you. Thanks again. Gary

 

[sudsmaster]

Well, now, I don't know what those questions were, but I do have a list of answers:

1) Yes

2) No

3) Only a few times in college

4) Did you say GAS?

5) Ideally, 50% of all surfaces should be left clear of clutter and squeaky clean

6) Oh, wait, I was thinking of Toggleswitch

7) Never mind...

 

[yogitunes]

hey hey....be nice.....yeah right, like I wouldn't answer the same way.....lol....right back at ya....would you expect anything less...

what deep, dark, hideous questions could it be....kinda like a murder mystery.....the questions could be coming from inside the computer or dial "W" for washers....lol

were in the wrong forum to ask anything more indepth.....

but rest assured, if it has anything to do with Drama, I don't want any part of it.....

it's all just fun and games....

actually we do need an "AutoMaticWasher" game.....pick your setting, call the shot, Spin the timer, win the lot!.....why not?....there have been worse idiotic games out there....ironic enough, something like this would catch on...

still I prefer NaKeD TwIsTeR.....things that get tied in a knot!

 

[abcomatic]

Yogi, Did you receive my emails that I sent to you a couple of days ago? Please let me know if you did. Thanks, Gary

 

[rp2813]

Upgraded membership, anyone?

 

[sudsmaster]

Washer games gone by

LOL.

Actually when I was about 12 years old I took apart a board game that was falling apart anyway. I used the spinner, and then with some cardboard, paint, etc., made a little game called "The Old Cigar".

Why the name? Well, in the town we had grown up in, there was a dank, dark variety store on the main street. The proprietor was a grumpy old man who was always chomping on the remains of a cigar. The entire store stank of those cheap cigars. And this guy would kind of follow us kids around as we poured over the selection of cheap little trick toys, instant "photographs", all sorts of stuff to puzzle and amuse little boys.

If the "Old Cigar" actually got out of his chair and started waddling down the aisle towards the toy section we'd usually scatter and flee. Giggling.

Anyay, we got homesick and the "Old Cigar" game was a good cure for that. The coolest thing about it was that despite the deceptively easy mode of play - just spin the dial and go the number of squares - it was maddeningly difficult to actually finish the game. A careful juxtaposition of such squares as "go back three steps", or "Stop! He's coming your way, lose a turn" etc. meant that one might never actually get to the finish line (which was the door on the way out of the store).

I really liked that game. But ... apparently it freaked out my Mom and she trashed it when I wasn't looking. Sigh. Probably explains why I'm a HOARDER (or least strong tendencies) to this day!