Kitty Rasberry

"Victory goes to the player who makes the next-to-last mistake." - Chessmaster Savielly Grigorievitch Tartakower (1887-1956)

"Don't be so humble - you are not that great." - Golda Meir (1898-1978) to a visiting diplomat

Many people have often commented at my ability to the notions of the absurd. As someone who spends so much time emotional and emotionally swinging as often as I do, it is a sort of self defense mechanism to find those things in life that make me laugh the most. And, well, its just plain fun.

So what do I find the most funny? Quite honestly, the situations I find the most deserving of a kitty rasberry are the ones that would get me into the most trouble. Formal Pomp and Circumstances, so to speak. Situations that take themselves so seriously that people are afraid to step out of line, or say something wrong. I've often thought that if I were to ever get married, I would be the one to wear the tuxido and I would make my husband wear the dress. Then I would hire at least one photographer to take the pictures of people as they arrive... maybe sell poloroids.

Well, I'm not going to say that every solumn situation is vulnerable to my mental jokings; but even at some of the funerals I have been at really needed to have someone tell an amusing story about the departed (then again, I think funerals are just plain mean to the surviving; give me a dixiland funeral any day). But there is something about people taking themselves so seriously that causes the fur in the back of my neck to rise and every movement about me into small fuzzy mice just begging to be chased.

Well, just think about my favorite saying... "Meyaou." If you are in a situation that makes you so scared that you'll make a mistake, you will constantly be nervous and stiff until you actually make that mistake. Why not just make you're first mistake..on purpose. Then, after the embarassment and fustration is over, you're past the fear. So "meyaou out loud" a bit for me. See what happens. This is the same idea.

I suppose another case is how serious some people take xp parties. Everyone MUST have the magic weapons or armor and everyone MUST keep the machine going without fail. I know from experience that seeing how high a chain you can get can be fun. But I also know how annoying and stressful making the chace can be. My last party against imps was amazing, reaching chain 43, however, we were the only ones in the area. Reaching the next monster was nothing, and they all were obligingly squishy.

But why can't XP parties be fun? My favorite joke from a Japanese party was to cry out "ATSUIIIIII" ("hoooooooot") and "Neko te akai desu nya" ("my paw is red") when fighting those radioactive crawlers. Little jokes like that can make people at least smile, or maybe just enjoy the experience a little bit. "I'm a level 75 fuzzy/kitten" was always my favorite, especially when among lower leveled people who were discouraged by braggards.

I propose that everyone should take a moment to make a little sub games out of the normal and ordinary. Create a new rhyme out of the new chain. Call the new monster a name, "Okay mamook James! Take that you fiend!" And whats most... have fun.