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My Life as a Gamer*

I’m sitting here getting ready for my holiday travels, wondering how many games are too many games to pack in my suitcase for visiting my husband’s family in Maryland. The Oregon Trail Card Game? That’s a no brainer. What family doesn’t want to die tragically from dysentery and starvation over Thanksgiving break? Exploding Kittens? Absolutely! Tacocat and Nopestradamus love to travel. The Castles of Mad King Ludwig? Hmm… that one might have to be its own carry-on…
We’ll be seeing my family too, briefly. Even though we’ll only be there a few hours, I doubt the time will pass without dominoes or cards being spread out on the table. After all, it’s just not the holidays without games.

Carie Juettner

(* Wannabe Gamer)

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My husband would laugh at me if I called myself a gamer.

It’s true that I can barely work our PS3 controller well enough to watch Netflix and I don’t play MMORPGs (or Massively-Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Games for the rest of you n00bs). In fact, I just had to double check with the hubby regarding the correct spelling of “n00b” which I’m certain makes me one. No, in today’s terms, I definitely don’t qualify as a gamer. But the truth is that I LOVE games, and I’ve played them all my life.

When I reach back into my mind for my very first memories of games, I come up with three things: dominoes, the card stand, and the arcade at Richardson Square Mall.

We had lots of dominoes in our house. The adults used them for playing dominoes and 42, a game that all the kids…

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Trust Me, I’m a Poet

 

April is National Poetry Month, so today I’m reposting one of my favorite poetry-related anecdotes from a few years ago. It still makes me smile every time I think about it. 🙂

 

Carie Juettner

Back in April, when I attended the Austin International Poetry Festival, I got the chance to meet Nikki Giovanni and hear her speak, which was pretty awesome. But something happened after that speech which was also kind of awesome, and I want to share it.

Nikki’s presentation was at the Convention Center, which is right in the heart of downtown Austin. The parking garage where most of the AIPF attendees parked was only a couple of blocks away, but I won’t say that it was “conveniently located.” Downtown can be a confusing place. I live here, and even I get turned around sometimes. Many of the festival-goers were from out of town and all of them were poets, who are better known for their sonnets than their sense of direction. Suffice to say, there were a few lost souls in Austin that night.

I made it back to the parking…

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The Tale of the Christmas Bat

One year ago today, my in-laws and I were running around the house trying to catch a bat. 🦇

Carie Juettner

Author’s Note: Before I begin, I would like to say that I have nothing but love and respect for the participants in this adventure. They are all kind-hearted, intelligent people, despite how they may appear in this story. You’ll have to trust me on this.

Author’s Note, Part 2: The following story really creates more questions than answers. There’s nothing I can do about that, but I apologize for it in advance.

The Tale of the Christmas Bat

This year, Hubby and I traveled to Maryland to visit his family for Christmas. We arrived at 11pm on the 22nd, hung out with his mom and brother for a bit, then went to bed. At that point, everything in his mom’s beautiful, two-story home seemed perfectly normal.

The next morning, Hubby got up before I did and went downstairs for breakfast, where his mom greeted him by saying, “I…

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