Cool game and Hi there stranger.

I'm kind of afraid. The last time I got a game link from melissa may, I spent the next two months obsessively playing.

If you don't hear from me for a while, you'll know who to blame.

I kept apologizing to each deer when I let them drop. And then I felt like a terrible human being.

Hi arsey. Taz, this isn't as bad as that cute little avocadolite or whateverthehellit's called game. It's more light and meditative.

I agree, rhapsodie. It's weirdly guilt-inducing. Is there such a thing as guilt-inducing zen?

That reminds me of a very old joke:

Mrs. Katz sets out from her home in Brooklyn for India. She travels by foot over hilltops and mountains. She crosses valleys and streams, and finally she arrives in a small rural village alongside a steep mountain. At the top of the mountain is an ashram, housing a great spiritual leader, the guru Baba Ganesh. It takes all the woman's determination and many long hours to reach the top. There she announces that she has come to see the guru.

"Oh, that is impossible," the guru's assistant tells her. "Nobody is allowed to see the great guru. Even if you were granted an audience, you would only be permitted to speak five words to him."

"Tell him it's Mrs. Katz."

The assistant quickly returns. "Madame, I am shocked, shocked! The guru has consented to meet you. This is a great honor. I will take you in to see him but remember, you may only speak five words."

Mrs. Katz nods, and the assistant leads her down a long marble walkway. Tapestries and flowing fabrics cover the walls. They turn into a room at the end of the hall and enter through an archway. There sits a young man on a bamboo mat, cross-legged, chanting "Om chanti" with great fervor.

Mrs. Katz steps in front of him and shouts, "Enough's enough. Come home, Irving!"

That is very cool, but yeah, I felt kinda stricken the first time Bambi plummeted to his death.

Ditto rhapsodie. Now I feel all guilty.

866,950. Pretty music. *weeps for the loss of life*