Every year around this time, at least one of my posts
references The Big Stressful Yearly Event that I run every year around this
time. The last two years, just before the BSYE, some physical calamity or another
has befallen me—last year, I was death sick and only got through emceeing it
thanks to half a bottle of Dayquil and an Echinacea drip, and the year before I
threw my back out so badly that I could barely stand up. This year, I am
determined not to get sick or otherwise damage a major body part, and as such,
I have been trying to keep my stress levels down….waaaaay, waaay down. I’ve
limited my exposure to the news, run through my checklists repeatedly, told
myself it’s all about it having fun and that no one will notice small mistakes,
and visualized the venue looking beautiful, complete with joyful, happy guests.
This weekend, I stayed cloistered indoors to avoid any incidental exposure to roving
cold germs, listened to the “Spa Heaven” Pandora station, and played hours of
Minecraft. In other words, I’ve enclosed myself in an emotional bubble dome, with
only the whack of a pick ax and the whistle of a pan flute for company. I like
it here, and I don’t want to leave.
They say write what you know, so here for your
poetic pleasure are some Minecraft-based haikus. That’s about all I can manage
for a post today, after all, I am a delicate little hot house flower this week
and must not strain myself in any way.
Enjoy!
1.
Peacefully fishing
Suddenly, an explosion!
Damnable Creeper.
2.
Weird priest villagers
Trade for ghastly zombie flesh
Precious emeralds.
3.
Hark! Sunset is nigh
Yet I am far from my bed.
Run from the spider!
4.
So much cobblestone
So little room in my trunk.
Time for a new house!
5.
In deep underground
I seek the rarest diamonds
Damn! Death by lava.
Also, here is an unrelated funny video (to make
up for the lack of actual post content,) which brilliantly summarizes how I
feel about the current state of tech start-ups:
--Kristen
McHenry
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