Category: guest author

A few of Derick’s readers seem to be prodding me to get my own blog…. To that I ask, who would want to read anything from a Phys. Ed. guy? In fact, I thought the words “read” and “Phys. Ed.” couldn’t go in the same sentence. I digress.

I was checking out the current LaBoss.com. Apparently I sell: Quit Smoking Products, Adult Products, Promotional Gifts, Clocks and Watches, Mobile PDA Accessories, and Shower Panels. What a ridiculous array of things to clump together and throw on the internet. This led me to beg the question “Is everything branded with the name ‘LaBoss’ so sporadic and ludicrous?” I mean here I am, a Jock / Super Trekkie who lives with a dude that thoroughly enjoys “Sex in the City” (perhaps Derick will no longer be letting me post on his sight after that slip).

LaBoss.net is under renovation. LaBoss.org does not exist. It seems that currently I am the only one using the display name “LaBoss” on myspace, though I could have sworn a few months ago there were ten. Per haps all the LaBosses are going extinct. Or maybe it’s that the words “Phys. Ed.” and “write” can’t go in the same sentence.

No, this is not a DS9 episode. In fact, this is not even Derick. This is LaBoss. Muahahahahaha! I am here to tell you all to back off my housemate. Many people are like “Why haven’t you written?” and “It’s been 2069 days since you wrote a post” and “Do you cyber?” (o.k., not so much the last one, but you get the point.) Anyway, I have taken it upon myself to let you all know that all this pressure stresses out our poor friend. He is an artist. You can’t force art. You have to just let it flow.

These days Derick’s life is rather overwhelming. He is living with me for one. He is a state worker who has the highest paying job of all of our friends. He is going back to school for a degree that he doesn’t need and today he spent the entire day slaving away at the books that lay under his pillow (he slept till 10:30 am, took a “nap” from 3:00pm to 10:00pm, and will be going back for more after he brushes his teeth).

A few minutes ago he took his laptop out of the refrigerator (don’t ask), jumped on the internet and opened up his webpage. Then he screamed, “I can’t take it any more.” The pressure that has mounted is just too great for him to handle. It would be too much for any man. Leave him alone. I am sure that once his writer’s block subsides the internet will be filled to capacity with brilliant ideas and whimsical anecdotes. In the meantime, jump on myspace and read a bulletin posting or two or take a quiz. Because that is about as equally as life fulfilling as writing harassing emails picking on My Little Lankie.

Guest Blogist: Joyce Satgunam

For the past week I have experienced the fast-paced life of NYC. Financial consultants, brokers, lawyers, and other city workers rush to the subway to make it to work on time. I have an idea….why don’t they leave their apartments 10 minutes earlier? Just a thought.

They all arrive at the subway station and if they’re lucky wait for the subway to arrive. If you’ve taken the subway, you know about the 2-foot wide yellow line bordering the waiting area. The purpose of this line is to warn people to keep their distance from a moving train. Why when there is so much room to wait for the subway do people feel the need to stand in this caution area? Do they have some need to flirt with danger because of the high stress in their life?

Today I was taking the subway and noticed several people flirting with the yellow line. Some looked as if they were doing the hokey-pokey with one foot in the area and one foot out. Others would walk along the yellow line as if it were a pier and the surrounding area the deep, blue ocean while others would waver between being completely on the line and in the regular waiting area. There was even one guy I saw who walked up to the very edge of the yellow line and peered over into the tracks. It seemed that a simple startle would have made him fall into the track pit.

What the significance of all this is, I don’t have a clue, but something tells me that some people get some kind of satisfaction by flirting with the yellow line.

Guest Blogist: Roshani Ariyam

You may be wondering, “Am I reading this title right”? insidious and boardgame on the same line? Aren’t board games just a fun piece of recreation among family and friends an interactive way of sharing the warmth of each others company? Well, it is quite the contrary with my family. Oh by the way, this is Derick’s sister Roshani, guest-blogging for today. I am honored Derick!

So here I go. It is has come to my understanding, through some keen covert observation this year at the annual Christmas gathering, that boardgames bring out the worst in people, especially family.

Take for example the innocuous game of Monopoly. One would think, ahh a classic family game filed with mindless hours of convivial fun and laughter. However, this description of Monopoly, especially with our family, is best left on the back of the box, in all its euphemistic glory. In reality it is quite the contrary; the game has become taboo (no pun intended)–its mention is forbidden. Who would have thought cousins seemingly noble benign souls, were actually viscous loan sharks and cutthroat business moguls in heart with bribing tactics that would make Enron execs look like Alan Shawn Feinstein (yes Gloria, I know I still owe you a years rent for Park Place). Regardless, it’s quite amazing; the gross mutation that a simple boardgame can do to an individual. Moving on to Poker this was top on this year’s list of fun games to play at family gatherings. Pc games are really fun to and there are multiplayer games on it. Get a computer with a good motherboard, so your gaming experience is the best it can be. Shall I spit out the word umm..fascist tyrant. The way people start getting so serious about this game is almost comical. Let me put this into context for you, it was Texas Holdem, just chips, no money involved. However, we had this one cousin, who for some unfair reason, banked a lot of chips on one game, refused to share the wealth, and decided to up the ante during every round, trying to eliminate players as quickly as possible. Why do you want to produce such feeling of unhealthy competition on such a joyous occasion? Is there an award for Best Board Game Board player� that I am unaware of Regardless this is an observation that I thought I would write down. I’m sure you can all relate.

Thanks for letting me rant on about nothing.

-Roshani