So we had Evan and Joanne, Emily, Tanisha, the LeMays, the Bixlers, and the Duffies over for a Christmas/New Year's party. The werewolves had a particularly good night. We played "Who am I?", and I got to be Queen Elizabeth (a lifelong dream of mine), and George Bush. Then we played Dirty Santa (white elephant gift exchange), and two lucky winners scored a Chinese translation of Suzanne's Destiny in Disguise and a Chinese translation of my Principles of War for the Information Age.
I also got a face-full of whipped cream, and I proved that I can walk with a grapefruit in my thighs, a pie plate on my head, and a quarter in my eye all at once. It's the years of Army training.
Then everyone Wii'd a lot in my family room.
Yesterday we just chilled and recovered. I'm enjoying reading my new book on wine, and last night Peter came over, and we played Combat Commander: Pacific. My Americans lost. Kind of frustrating scenario (Mindanao). I had a platoon of riflemen trying to maneuver against a dug-in Japanese squad. Twice I managed to close to melee range--once with Philippine guerillas and once with my platoon, and both times I lost! I'm going to Peter's house tonight to have another go.
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