More often than not, I do not get to go to the social events to which I am invited. Frankly I am pleased and astonished that anyone still bothers to invite me at all. Today I was *determined* to make it to leecetheartist's birthday gaming thingie down in Mt Claremont, and lo (and behold) I got there. And played a game of Pirate Cove. In the process I learned a thing or two.

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I have a long essay/post on the boil about how and why I cheat at the card game of Patience. At the moment it's also the best candidate as the genesis for my next (first?) semi-serious attempt at science fiction publication after my conference paper. This post isn't it, but I noticed something of interest a couple of days ago.

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If you're planning a big night out in the near future--and with Christmas coming up who isn't--drop in to my place to pick up that all important party hat accessory: a traffic cone. That's right, for those who prefer their drunken spontenaity well planned and provisioned in advance, this invaluable party favour can be picked up right now. Underpants, lampshades, park benches, gaffer tape and hamsters sold separately.

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