Flashy moves ftw, or not, they're still good to watch.

At the beginning of November it'll be a year, I've learnt a lot and I've decided I like playing Ultimate.

I very much like playing in a team of people who are kind and some of whom do flashy stuff because I also like to watch. I love it when I do flashy stuff! I have hit discs out of the air, caught them while jumping, and thrown perfect throws to the zone! I rock!

At the moment I find being told what to do while playing confusing (though I take non-verbal cues better), and I don't yet want to theorise, strategise, critique the team-play or only have a good time if we win quite a lot (though I'm normal enough that I'd be quite pleased if we didn't come bottom of our league for the third time in a row).

I'm trying to turn 30 Ultimate players into 2 C-grade 5-a-side teams, 1 B-grade 5-a-side team, and 1 Social 7-a-side team. People have mostly told me which grade and size they want to play. I'm a Consequentialist and I'm working for the greatest happiness of the greatest number.

I've been wondering if I should have asked them different questions as well, like

• Tell me the names of four other players with whom you love to play, I will try to put you on the same team as at least a couple of them.
• I like playing in a team of people who are kind and some of whom do flashy stuff, what are your favourite things team-mates do and who does those things?
• What would you most like your team mates to appreciate about you?
  

(Hey Creatures, if you read this feel free to tell me the answers to the questions, or other things you want me to know, the teams aren't quite final yet).

No! He's just fat, not weird! - Teen girl asked by Dad if guy she's not going out with games at all.

Girl jumps onto boy's ooc skateboard as he falls off, lovely, he's impressed not threatened.

I've been looking up names as words in Urban Dictionary.

Small naturalists.

Iris is crying bitterly in the bath, neither Hazel nor I can staunch the tears. Suddenly her attention is caught by a Disney figurine of a seagull,
"Seagulls don't normally have webbed feet."
"Don't they?" I ask, wondering again whether being constantly corrected or discovering that you've been patronised for years is worse, "we could look at the beach," she brightens further,
" I hope there's a dead one", Hazel enthuses, "to look at really closely."
Iris is completely cheered by the thought.

Upcoming schema.

I think I've got a different schema starting. I'm not sure yet, but there are symptoms.

I've been making a file index of all the fictional people in our roleplaying game and didn't colour code the cards, although I had two colours.

I've been enjoying tidying the Lego (sorting by size and shape into clear boxes and putting the boxes into bigger boxes) as much as or more than making stuff with it until tonight.

Tonight I invented the Lego graph: a bar chart you can feel the differences between! But I didn't want it to have anything but yellow Lego in the bars.

Tonight I covered a four by twelve flat grey with yellow Lego, and covering that with more and more yellow Lego, filling in the space lots of different ways. It was so beautiful I had to put it in my mouth.

And last night three of my friends wore matching magenta tops with concentric silver stars to the party and every time they gathered together I got a special replete feeling and I just wanted them to be near me the whole party in their colour co-ordinated beauty (despite temptation I made do with a magenta sparkle, thanks for your concern).

Saturated with the milk of human kindness I still love you all this morning.

Post-verbal glow? A word for having found exactly the word one was groping for?

Dead cats 'are in museums far far away in the sky.'

'The ones that I ate, that were on the floor, were already ready to be eaten!'

I am basking. I like to bask.

Hazel put her points in song improving the usual sisterly morning argument.

Child to fidgetting Dad: You shouldn't have your latte until you've tried to pee.

Playing with Lego.

Got out the Lego. Built all afternoon with RincewindTVD. Built a shared language to describe the pieces too. Iris and Hazel didn't press bits into bits much at all, but Iris has the Hagrid's Cottage that he made beside her mattress tonight (the kids have been sleeping on the floor lately, I don't know why).

People are funny.

RincewindTVD built the cottage to the picture, wished he had the instructions to check the hinge mechanism he invented against.

Housemonkey built the not quite solid pyramid full of a hidden maze there's only one way through. I want to fill it with pseudo-scorpions.

I built the gothic space ship on the left; it's stronger than it looks for all it's humourous sketchy grace and asymmetries. I also sorted the bits into takeaways' boxes by size and shape, laid the boxes in a grid, and then put the boxes into bigger boxes where they fit nicely.

It looks like schemas, but we'll have to play with the Lego lots more times to check.