Wintertime at A Doll's Life For Me

Wintertime at A Doll's Life For Me
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Sunday, February 7, 2016

Super Bowl 50 (A year into the future, 2016)

We interrupt your regularly scheduled... blogging stuff to bring you a post on the Super Bowl 50, whatever that means. Some of you may see the Super Bowl as a tradition held close to your heart, whether for family memories or just a fun time with your friends, watching sports on the big screen. Or maybe you could care less about the event that America idolizes, because to you its just a bunch of men in color-coded costumes running around on some grass tackling each-other. Before, I used to fall into this category. But this year a few close friends of mine introduced something that people like me will enjoy. It might actually make sports fun for you, now, if you're the same way. Plus, I felt it only right to do something since it is the fiftieth anniversary of this... thing. So without further ado, I bring you a tutorial (I think!) on how to play a great game while watching a great game: Super Bowl Bingo.
***
It started with Nessa and I getting bored. As per usual with us. Everyone else was off doing their own things, and we really didn't find any of it interesting enough to join them. It was late in the evening, the dead spot of the day, and She and the other humans weren't anywhere to be found. Nessa and I heard some strange noises coming from the living room downstairs, so we decided to have a little looksie and investigate.
We came upon Loki and Magneto, both standing in the living room with the TV turned on. Now that was weird. She's family almost never had the TV on in the house. Either that, or we were never around to see what was on. Besides, I don't think I'm much of a TV person at all. But what was playing today seemed big. Like, really big. Like, there might be some people out there that worshiped it big.
"What's this?" Nessa was the first to ask, when Magneto and Loki saw us walking towards them.
"The Super Bowl," said Magneto, like it should be obvious to us, but it wasn't. "Haven't you ever heard of it?"
"No, I'm afraid not." I was puzzled at the images I saw on screen. So far it just looked like a bunch of aerial shots of a stadium and a bunch of formal sporty men in suits, sitting and talking with scripts in their hands.
"It's just a really big football game. A lot of people like it, because it's really the last game of the season, and therefore the biggest. Two of the best teams of that year play against each other, and the team that wins gets a trophy." Loki explained.
"Simple enough," said Nessa. "But why all the fuss?"
"Beats me. But it's still sometimes fun to watch."
"You've seen this before?" I asked.
Loki shrugged. "Last year."
"Oh."
"What's this?" Nessa asked, pointing at the ground by their feet. Magneto and Loki both had a stack of pennies, some shiny, some blackened and gummy, and a sheet of computer paper with a grid on it. In all caps at the top was one word, bingo.
"Super Bowl Bingo. It's a great game. This is my second time playing it, but it's really fun. You guys can play if you want. We just have to print off two more bingo sheets and get more pennies." Loki offered.
"Why bother? They're gonna lose anyways. Because I'm the long-reigning Super Bowl Bingo champ." Magneto bragged.
"He's lying," Loki whispered to us. "Last year was my first time playing, but I beat his score into the ground."
"Got the idea from She," Magneto added, oblivious to what Loki had just said. "She plays this with her family, too. So last year Loki and I thought we would give it a go. They had a fun time with it. It makes sports a lot more interesting."
"By the way, where is She?" Nessa said.
"Out." 
"Wow, thanks, Magneto. So descriptive."
"She went to have dinner and watch the game with the other humans over at a friends house. They won't be back until the wee hours when the food is all gone."
"You seem to know a lot about how this works."
"Trust me, I've been doing this a lot longer than you've been alive." said Magneto. Loki rolled his eyes. I took a glance up at the TV screen, where they were interviewing a man with an orange jersey and the title card, "Peyton Manning."
"Okay, how do you play?" I asked. Sitting and watching a football game was not exactly my idea of fun, but it was better than joining on what anyone else was going.
"It's just like any regular game of bingo." Loki began, using his paper as an example.
"Okay." Not that it helped much for him to say that. As a doll, I'd never played nor heard of bingo before.
"You get a game board in a grid fashion with the letters b, i, n, g, and o at the top in columns. On the side, in rows, you have the numbers one through five on a normal board. Got it?"
"So far." said Nessa.
"Okay, so say that the bingo announcer-"
"The bingo announcer?!" 
"Yes. Say that they call out I-37. Each bingo board is different, but if my board has the number 37 in my "I" column, maybe the fourth row down, I can mark that with a penny," he placed a penny on his board in the I-4 square. "If I get five in a row, up, down, across one way or the other way, like this..." Loki brought in four more pennies to demonstrate. "So I yell "Bingo!" and the bingo announcer will come by the check my answers of where I have put my pennies. If all of them are correct, I win."
"Oh, I get it," Nessa said, but it was hard to tell of that was a lie or not. "So what's different about Super Bowl Bingo, then?"
And that, my friend, is where I step in with the tutorial.
***
As you already heard Loki say and then explain, Super Bowl Bingo is much like regular Bingo. It has the same instructions and how to play. It's just about how you set up the board that is different. You see, each year during America's biggest event, (at least some may argue that) companies from all over are set to advertise their product, but during this day more than ever, because this is the day that they know that almost 90% of America's televisions will be on for most of the day. So they spend millions upon millions of dollars to make their commercial outrageous so that we, the average consumer, will remember it, and therefore, the next time we're at Target looking for milk, we'll recall the funny commercial where the dogs dressed up as a human to buy Doritos and suddenly find ourselves in the chip aisle. Luckily, since I am a doll, I do not have to worry about that sort of thing happening to me. But regardless, these commercials are still entertaining and fun to watch especially so. And, believe it or not, these commercials both play a big part in the Super Bowl game and in the bingo game.

Step 1: First, you'll want to start out with a blank bingo sheet. You can find one online easy for free, just scroll through Google Images until you find one that you like. Magneto and Loki used this one.

(The picture won't center, so sorry about that.)

Step 2: Copy and paste your chosen image into a word document and enlarge it to the desired size. It could be doll-sized, say, two three, or four inches depending on the size of said doll, or regular human-sized, taking up the whole page. Oddly enough, we chose to go big on this one, probably so that we could fit the pennies in the squares as our bingo markers. But if you use the smaller versions, I'm sure you could use other things. Like mini M&Ms! Plus, when you're done playing, you get to eat/smell them if you win!

(Just in case you didn't know how to copy-paste an image into a word document, there you go.)

Step 3: Print your bingo sheet once it is the desired size. This should go without saying if you know computers. If not, file, print, select number of copies, which printer, blah blah blah, various settings, print. And if all works out well, it should, maybe turn up at your printer. Unless something's wrong with your printer. I can't help you there.

This is a stock photo image of the printer in She's house, because I couldn't decide what else to put here.)

Step 4: Start customizing your bingo board. It's yours, so do whatever you want with it. (Well, I got She's old bingo board from last year, since Magneto didn't want to go to the trouble to printing out two more blank copies for us. Nessa got She's sister's board from last year.) However, I was able to cut out a small rectangle of paper and make a spot for myself at the top of She's old board. We used regular computer paper, tape, and colored pens, but you can go as wild as you want. Just be sure to clean up your mess, okay? Especially if it is glitter or glue, or glitter-glue.

(Es bootiful, no?)

Step 5: Filling in those squares! This is the most important part, and essential to any bingo game. First, you'll need to take that center square, column N, row 3 on most boards, and write "Free Space" or "Free." Next comes the tricky part. If you've got a five-by-five board like we used, you need to come up with twenty five (well, twenty-four, if we're not counting the free space in the middle) things that you think might show up in the Super Bowl commercials. For example, (and you can use/steal these if you want, because I didn't come up with them myself since She already had her board filled out. Thanks, She!) your B-4 square could have "car commercial" written in it. Or in your O-5 square, you could write, "a funny talking baby." Just brainstorm in fill in your chart completely.

(As you can see, She already played through this once, due to the Xs with the pink marker, but She actually got a row won. Other ideas would be a prescription drug commercial, a new movie trailer, or a setting in a supermarket.)

Step 6: Play the game! This is the final step, but it also takes the longest. Unfortunately, in order to play, you kind of have to watch the entire football game, unless you spend your non-commercial break refilling on popcorn or taking a nap. But this game actually makes people like me eagerly anticipate any sports game now. Just remember that whenever you see something on your board that you filled out earlier, say, a turkey sandwich, place a penny as a mark on that square. If you get five in a row in any direction, yell bingo, and if you win, congratulations! Even though it's a bit late to play Super Bowl Bingo for its 50th anniversary this year, you don't have to just play it for the Super Bowl. Think the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, or any other sports game for that matter. Get creative and have fun with this game!

(BINGO!!!)
***
Hope y'all enjoyed this post, whether you're a sports fanatic or not so much of a fan. And to those that are the latter, maybe you'll actually enjoy watching grown men risk their lives over a football now that you know about this game. Happy 50th anniversary to the Super Bowl!!!


Now the Super Bowl Bingo champion,
Queen Elsa

Saturday, February 6, 2016

A Doll's Life File: Steve

Well, I know I said that I'd take a break and stay off the blog for a while, but I can't help it. I've got the blogging bug! Plus I feel kind of bad. This post was actually supposed to come out in January. So this month of February you might actually get three posts instead of two because of that. And also... I've finally done it. After all of that internal struggle in my Eight Days Alone post, I've finally done it. I made a Doll's Life File for Steve. It took a lot of effort, and nerve, and careful planning. (Oh, who am I kidding, I woke up one morning and told myself I'd do it that day.) But no matter! Because here it is. A Doll's Life File for Steve. I hope you're all proud of me, readers. First, I'd like to thank Idina, who subliminally convinced me to do this when we were talking about boys. Then I'd like to thank Loki, who left Steve out of the other dolls' daily activities so I would have time to interview him. And finally, I'd like to thank Steve himself, who stood still for about a half an hour while I asked him pointless questions. This is my interview with Steve and how all of that turned out.
***

Elsa(me): *with She's laptop ready to go* Hi, Steve. Thanks for taking the time out of your day to let me interview you.
Steve: *standing by She's laptop* Um, sure. No problem. Just... an interview? What is this for?
Elsa: My blog. You do know that I have a blog, right?
Steve: Well, now I do.
Elsa: *giggles* Ha, okay. Just so you know, since the last Doll's Life File... that's what I call these doll interviews... I've added a few new questions to ask you. Are you okay with that?
Steve: I don't even know what a Doll's Life File is... so, um, sure. *sits down*
Elsa: Great! So let's get right to it. What is your full name?
Steve: Steve Rogers.
Elsa: *typing* Okay, nice. Of course, I already knew that. Now, do you have any nicknames?
Steve: *laughs awkwardly and rubs the back of his neck* Oh, sure, tons. I told you most of them at Christmastime, right?
Elsa: Yes, I believe you did, but it wouldn't hurt for a quick refresher.
Steve: Okay. Um, let's see. Captain America, Cap, Super Soldier, The First Avenger, Dorito...
Elsa: *stops typing suddenly* Wait a minute, Dorito?! Like the nacho cheese chip?
Steve: It's a long story, believe me. *sighs* The list just goes on and on.
Elsa: I'll just put those ones down, then. Next question. Where did She find you?
Steve: I think it was, rather, that you found me.
Elsa: *tries to hide a blush* Right. But... let's just pretend that She did for now.
Steve: Well, I was originally found on the thirteenth of December by another human...
Elsa: Oh! MyLittleMegara, right?
Steve: *raises an eyebrow* Yes... anyways. It was in the toy section of a store called Target. The boy's section of toys. I was on a shelf with other Steves just like me, and Tonys, and Thors. It was a little claustrophobic, but even amongst the other Avengers doll, my kind was treated the most like a hero. I wasn't sure why, but it was nice. Then again, I had to ask myself if this adulation, this god status above all the others, was really what I was destined for. I try to be humble. I don't care much if I don't get a lot of attention. So when I was picked up by MyLittleMegara and brought here to She's house on the eighteenth of the same month, I went crazy, searching everything and everywhere for something that would make me, me. Not some hero. Not a perfect soldier, but a good man. When I couldn't find my whenever, I came back here to the rest of you guys. And... I think I found it. *finishes with a nod*
Elsa: *typing furiously, trying to get every good detail in* Wow... that was... um... a lot. But cool. Thanks. 
Steve: *clears throat* Anyways, um, next question?
Elsa: Oh, yes, right. I was just so caught up in your story... *waves hand around awkwardly, then proceeds typing finding place and date.* Oh! So since the last Doll's Life File I did, which was Magneto's, I've changed some things up and added a few new questions, like I said before we started. Do you still want to proceed?
Steve: *jokingly* Am I being graded for this?
Elsa: Of course not.
Steve: Okay. Then I'm good.
Elsa: *laughs again* Great. So in what ways do you relate to your human counterpart?
Steve: Well, um, the guy that plays me in the Captain America movies is a man named Chris Evans. I'm not much like him in real life, personality wise, but behind the mask, I think I look a lot like him. I was probably modeled after him anyway, rather than the actual Captain America comic.
Elsa: Cool. And oh, quick question, if you don't mind me asking.
Steve: Is this part of the interview?
Elsa: No. And I don't have to write it down if you don't want me to.
Steve: No, that's fine. Write whatever you want.
Elsa: Why do you always wear that mask?
Steve: *looks down* My entire face misshapen and I don't want people to see it.
Elsa: *gasps* Really? That's horrible! I'm sorry that the factory made you that way!
Steve: *looks up at me again, eyes twinkling* Nah, I'm just kidding. My face is fine under this. But I literally cannot take this mask off.
Elsa: What? Like, ever?
Steve: Nope. It was literally painted onto my face mold. Never coming off.
Elsa: Geez... still, that's kind of unfortunate.
Steve: It's no biggie. You should see what they did to Iron Man.
Elsa: Wow. Um, okay! Back to the real questions! I'm just going to go ahead and finish this off right now so I don't have to work on it by myself later. What's your species?
Steve: Species?
Elsa: Yeah, you know. Like how Magneto is a key-chain and Olaf is a plushie and Nessa is an ornament. Your doll species.
Steve: I suppose I'm a twelve inch action figure? I'm not really sure what you would call me.
Elsa: *mumbles under breath* Maybe... the perfect boyfriend?
Steve: What was that?
Elsa: Oh, nothing. Just me talking to myself. What are your strengths?
Steve: My own strengths or my characters?
Elsa: Yours. You are your own person, you know. My character is from an animated Disney movie and voiced by Idina Menzel. Sure, I may have her ice powers, and somewhat of her voice, but I'm not her, exactly. Get what I mean?
Steve: Sort of. But I'm still sort of a newbie around here. I'm still trying to figure out who I am.
Elsa: Fair enough. I'll just type in a few things for you real quick. *typing furiously*

Steve: *standing up and curiously tries to look over the laptop screen* What are you writing?


Elsa: Your strengths.
Steve: Well, what are they? I'm curious to see what you think of me.
Elsa: *blushing like an idiot* Well, I just said that you were selfless, and strong, and fun to be around, and you have a good sense of humor.
Steve: *beaming* That doesn't sound like a bad list at all.
Elsa: That's because it isn't. But this one might be a little more negative. What are your weaknesses?
Steve: *blows a gust of air out of his mouth* Um, well, for starters, I went completely crazy and ransacked She's house trying to look for myself one day.
Elsa: Yeah, but you were new. And a little scared, if I'm allowed to say. We all act a little weird on our first day.
Steve: You would call that "little?"
Elsa: No, not really, but those are all of the negatives I can find about you.
Steve: I'm sure once you get to know me better you'll find some more. But let's just keep that list to one thing for now. I don't want to strain your typing hands by giving you such a long list of weaknesses.
Elsa: Sure. Now, do you have any powers or special abilities?
Steve: Not anything like yours. Which by the way, it's pretty cool that you can do that.
Elsa: *flattered* Thanks. It wasn't something I chose to have, but I'm pretty happy that I do... Wait a minute, did you say cool?
Steve: *fixes me with a serious gaze* Cool as ice.
*both burst out laughing*
Elsa: *panting* Okay, that was pretty funny. But anyways, you're done, Steve. Again, thanks for letting me interview you.
Steve: *smile fade* Wait a minute, it's over?
Elsa: Yeah, the interview's done. I asked you all the questions that I needed to.
Steve: *sadly* Oh. Well, okay. I guess I'll be going now. *turns to leave*
Elsa: Wait, Steve!
Steve: Yeah?
Elsa: You know... maybe I could fudge in a few questions just for you. Since you enjoyed this so much and all?
Steve: *brightens* Really? Because that would be great. Napoleon started rambling off to me about America's history before I came over here and I kind of want to avoid him for as long as I can.
Elsa: But shouldn't America's history, be, like, your thing? As Captain America and all?
Steve: To tell you the truth, I don't know a thing about history. It's not that I don't care for it. But it doesn't really fascinate me, either. I'm somewhere in the middle ground on my opinion, and Napoleon thinks that just because of my title that I'm going to be a history geek like him.
Elsa: Yeesh. Well, good luck to you, then. But until you need to leave, I'll just throw you some pointless questions, okay?
Steve: *putting his game face on* I'm ready. Throw away.
Elsa: Okay, um, what's your favorite color?
Steve: Blue. And red. And white. That's kind of a given for me.
Elsa: Favorite food we had when She was gone for those eight days?
Steve: The sandwiches. They smelled amazing.
Elsa: Favorite season?
Steve: I think I'm starting to like winter.
Elsa: *hopeful* Really?
Steve: *nodding enthusiastically* Yeah. At first, when you were showing your powers off to me that one day, I thought what you could do was fantastic. But I didn't like the ice as much since my character equivalent had sort of a bad run-in with some ice one time. But then you turned the living room into an ice rink when She was gone on the seventh day. That's when I found out I was a great at ice hockey.
Elsa: *laughing cheerily* You really are.
Steve: And also I found out how beautiful winter could be. *looks at me intentionally for a second, but then turns away to cough*
Elsa: *speechless for a second, but then brain turns back on* Yeah, I like winter a lot, too. Well, obviously, look at me. *I make a funny face and laugh again, and that seems to break the ice*
Steve: Ha ha, yeah. All hail the true queen of the ice and snow!
Elsa: *bowing* Thank, you, thank you. No pictures, please! I forgot to brush my hair today!
*We continue talking and joking around until Napoleon comes to get him. I was able to sneak in one quick profile shot for the Doll's Life File before he left, looking back and mouthing "Help me!" in a joking manner.*

So that was my interview with Steve. And all the fear I felt earlier with my internal struggle to ask them really seemed worthless in the end, because I think that we both enjoyed it very much. And after this, who know what will come out of it? After all, anything is possible if you have the right mindset.


Full Name: Steve Rogers
Finding Place: Apparently, the Marvel section in Target, first my MyLittleMegara, but then She received him as a Christmas present. After, I found him myself still in his box on She's bed.
Finding Date: December 13th originally, but didn't come to She's house until December 18th.
Species: 12-inch Marvel action figure
Strengths: Selfless, strong, fun to be around, and has a good sense of humor.
Weaknesses: Often has small bouts of anxiety. But who doesn't, honestly?
Powers: None, really, but I think being good at ice hockey and other physical activities should count for something.
Status: The possible perfect boyfriend???