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[evila_elf]

I was just heading into my room for something. I was just wondering when my lightbulb was going to die because I had had a string of bad ones that would barely last a month and this one has lasted well over 3. As soon as I flipped the switch, it flashed and died. WTF? I was thinking that just as I was reaching for the switch!

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[topaz-eyes.livejournal.com]

That--seems very odd. Are you sure it's not the fixture that's causing problems? I'd get it checked out ASAP, for safety's sake.

[evila-elf.livejournal.com]

A lot of our lightbulbs were old. And I have the light on a lot. So I think it was mainly that. The house is less than 10 years old, so no ancient wiring :)

[topaz-eyes.livejournal.com]

New wiring doesn't mean there can't be a problem with the fixture. If other old lightbulbs are lasting a lot longer in other fixtures around the house, it's still worth a look. Safety first and all that.

[californiaquail.livejournal.com]

You shorted it out with your +10 psychic powers.

[evila-elf.livejournal.com]

Muhahahaa :D

[californiaquail.livejournal.com]

Of course I would be remiss, if I didn't follow that up with this link:
http://www.cs.berkeley.edu/~lorch/humor/gazebo.html

Assuming you haven't seen it before.

[evila-elf.livejournal.com]

LMFAO! WIN!

[californiaquail.livejournal.com]

There's a story my husband likes to tell, about a guy we used to game with back in the late 90's. He was Indian -actually reminded me a lot of Kutner, not that I think about it. Except he used to refuse to ride in the same car as red meat.

Anyway it was DC universe game. One night something happened and his character got his arm chopped off and he said something like "I'll pick it up with my other arm" and then someone was coming at him and his response was to "grab my gun" or something.

To make a vague story worse, when we counted, it turned out he would have needed four arms to complete the tasks, as he described them.

He was mocked incessantly after that, as being the many armed man.

[evila-elf.livejournal.com]

*giggles*

I could never get into those types of games. I tried a few times, but I am all about the visual.

Those stories are awesome, though :D

[californiaquail.livejournal.com]

I never played. But our home was the site of weekly, all night RPGs. So I sat through a lot of them.

We were the only of our friends who had our own place. I got married at 19. So a lot of my husband's RPG friends were still in high school. Our place became the hangout, so to speak.

When they first started coming over, we used my giant, art clipboard to roll the dice on. But some people had taken to flinging them, meaning they would land halfway across the room and then we'd argue about what the actual number had been.

We solved this problem by pulling a drawer out of the kitchen and having people toss the dice in there instead. We were young and poor, so most of the drawers in our kitchen were empty, as we had nothing to fill them.

Someone who had lived in the apartment prior to us, had taken a permanent marker and written the words FUCK YOU inside the drawer. So it was then known as the FUCK YOU Drawer and was always used for the rolling of dice.

Until we moved, of course.

Damn, I wish I had a picture of the FUCK YOU drawer.