RIP, Chuck Norris
I suspect I wouldn't have agreed with his politics. But his films meant a lot to me in my youth.
Had a colleague in magazines who looked so much like CN that we did a funny photo comic about it. He was dressed in Walker, Texas Ranger-type gear. A series of blokes approach him and say things like, "You're him, aren't you?" He keeps denying it. Then, in the final panel, a gorgeous glamour model goes, "Are you Chuck Norris?" He dips his cowboy hat and says, "Sure am, little lady." Ah, they don't write them (on the back of a beer coaster at lunchtime) like that anymore.
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Learnt to play "Azul" last night, with the homies. Beautiful, elegant and addictive. We played twice, I won once. Then we switched to "Fluxx". Again, we played twice, I won once. Just call me Mr 50%. Having said that...I'm on my way to becoming Mr 100% in "Slay The Spire 2". Beaten it with all five characters and just need to unlock the rest of the bonus material.
I wish I'd read this acclaimed Oz YA novel when it was released in 1988. Better late than never. Dysfunctional family - three kids plus ward, numerous pets - in a small coastal town. Annoying neighbours and other local colour. Alien anthropologist with inscrutable tech. Phantom graffiti scrawler. Link to gamebooks (nerdy brother is into 'em and sometimes rolls dice to make real-world decisions*). The extra-painful lessons of growing up different. Deals with everything from the threat of nuclear war to racism/sexism/homophobia to fulfilment through artistic expression. Sublime ending.
*Don't worry, it never gets nasty like Luke Rhinehart's "The Dice Man".
















