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*puts on house music*

That's a nice carpet you've got there. Be a shame if something happe…

SPLOOOOOOOOORRRRRTCH!!!

Oh hey, now it matches the drapes!

Belated additional post-birthday good wishes!

Also: miss ya at FaWtL!

Always good to be missed.

I find myself checking in so infrequently, and FAWTL is too much to follow.

Belated thank you to all for the birthday wishes!

My doctor prescribed contracts for me once, but they itched like crazy when I wore them. And then they gave me pink eye(s).

You’re supposed to take them as a suppository.

Ack! It’s a goblin!

*bumps into wall of fishbowl*

I always carry one, because no way am I wasting spells on curing people. Especially now that Bashy grants me spontaneous inflict spells.

*when last seen, was QUITE badly injured by those aforementioned trolls and slimes*

*slaps Tvashtri repeatedly across the face with a wand of cure light wounds*

You’re welcome. Praise to Bashy.

Veni, vidi, oh my god what is hatching out of my abdomen?!

Good times.

*bashes the pudding*

You never know. It could have been sentient.

So. Drunk.

Ch is here.

Such a lightweight.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FREEHOLD!

Most days when I get home from work, our Arya kitten wants to be picked up. It’s her way of saying “hello.”

Today is one of the special days where she doesn’t want to be put back down. She has been clinging to me for the last 45 minutes. *swoon*

So, to quote someone far wiser than I: What did I miss?

Wise? If you say so!

Welcome back, Sissyl! It will be easy to get caught up. Just read all the posts since you’ve been gone.

Evening, all. What did I miss?

Kittykhore, a ferocious and voracious winged kitten with a scorpion tail... Don't let it sting you when you play with it.

I read this as “kittywhore”. Either way, Arya is deeply offended.

Ottertown could mean different things to different audiences.

Also, for those who are friends on FB: check out the pictures of Arya!

We closed on the house this past Monday! It has made for an odd Thanksgiving week. We decided to have a quiet day and ate at home Thursday.

It was a good thing too. When we went to the house after the closing, we discovered the seller had wasted no time in shutting off the electric service. I had to call to have it restored, which it was on Wednesday evening.

Since we were preparing for the coldest Thanksgiving on record, we were worried about the pipes freezing, so I headed to the house Thursday morning (about a 75 minute drive). I got there and realized I had not brought the keys with me. And the furnace was definitely off.

So, back to the old house to get the keys, then back to the new house. It was 37* F inside. I got breakers turned on, powered up the furnace, and checked the pipes. They were okay, but if I had waited until Friday I have no doubt they would have frozen.

After two round trips, I was home at 4:30, and that was my Thanksgiving.

(This is not on social media at the moment. John has not given notice at his job.)

I pay Celestial Follower in moldy turnip greens. He should be grateful.

Masturbation for Charity. I could see it becoming a big thing, for a while.

Would one pledge per minute? It could be an endurance challenge.

NobodysHome wrote:

Wow... I just realized that we actually had a combat with a succubus in a grapple, and I didn't even realize it, much less link the thread.

Shame on me!

SHAME!

DISAPPOINTMENT

Pfft. I’ve never lifted a finger since this place opened, so clearly the fault lies elsewhere.

Slightly tipsy text messages to Freehold this week:

“I’m cheating on you”
“By eating poutine”
“But it’s by myself, so it’s more like masturbation”

He was amused.

Happy Gay Christmas, all!

Tormentroll, a troll raised by kytons...

I love this creature.

It makes me miss my Ravenloft PbP. I had a future adventure site planned where this baddy would have fit right in.

Couple more weeks yet.

Tuxes are magical. Every guy looks good in a tux.

If it’s a good tux. In my life as a performer, I have seen more than my fair share of cheap, ill-fitting tuxes.

Patrick Curtin wrote:

My mantra now is ‘Fun takes effort ‘. I used to have a bad attitude about putting in the effort to make things happen. Things were difficult, too far, I might not get in. Fnck that. Take the extra effort, spend the grocery money, take the thre-hour drive, take a chance a ticket comes up at the box office. Lots do.

Example: Sunday I’d like nothing better than be a slug on my couch the entire day. But, it’s a day I’ll never have back. Is being some sort of sessile creature going to do anything for me long run? So, I’ve made up my mind, I’m going to Amish country in PA. Maybe see some leaves. Kick around, buy a soft pretzel and a funnel cake. Six hours driving, but who cares? I’ll at least remember the weekend, rather than having a forgotten day. One of my limited days on this planet. We only get so many.

Thats an awesome attitude dude. :)

(I should probably try harder) ;P

I'm pulling out (whats left) of my hair trying to convince my 15 yr old son that not EVERYTHING can be delivered to you immediately and digitally. Sometimes even having fun takes a little time and (GASP!) effort of going out and doing something! :P

Not that his dad has been a great example lately. Too much time trying to catch up on recorded TV shows and playing Champions online. ;P

BUT I did get talked ointo auditioning/ accepting a part for "Its a Wonderful LIfe" (Darn my theater addicted daughter!) They gave me Clarence the angel. How can I say no? :P

So much for my easy, stress-free Fall,... ;)

That sounds like it could be a fun part!

Perhaps Game of Thrones hasn’t warranted much mention because you expect everyone to die, but...

Also seconding Mufasa and Littlefoot’s mom. There’s something especially horrible about the death of a character witnessed through the eyes of a scared child.

Celestial Healer wrote:

Ragadolf wrote:

Celestial Healer wrote:

The kitten Arya encountered a cricket in the living room, caught it, and ate it. I’ve never been such a proud papa.

However, her bravery has its limits. She was paralyzed with fear when she beheld the agitating action of the front-loader washing machine. I had to carry her out of the basement.

She wasn't paralyzed with fear.

She was MESMERIZED by the hypnotic action of the kitty-calming-induction-device! ;)

You have made the discovery of our feline overlords ONE weakness! The human race is saved! ;P

I don’t know about that. All of her fur was standing straight up and she was frozen in the back-arching pose you see in Halloween decorations.

Hmm,... keep an eye on the washing machine. If it suffers from 'unexpected' or 'unexplainable' malfunctions, it'll be due to the lil kittens' revenge! :)

(J/K, she's alright, right?) :)

I wouldn’t doubt it. Given how easily she claws through human skin, a water line for the washing machine should be an easy target.

Celestial Healer wrote:

The kitten Arya encountered a cricket in the living room, caught it, and ate it. I’ve never been such a proud papa.

However, her bravery has its limits. She was paralyzed with fear when she beheld the agitating action of the front-loader washing machine. I had to carry her out of the basement.

She wasn't paralyzed with fear.

She was MESMERIZED by the hypnotic action of the kitty-calming-induction-device! ;)

You have made the discovery of our feline overlords ONE weakness! The human race is saved! ;P

I don’t know about that. All of her fur was standing straight up and she was frozen in the back-arching pose you see in Halloween decorations.

The kitten Arya encountered a cricket in the living room, caught it, and ate it. I’ve never been such a proud papa.

However, her bravery has its limits. She was paralyzed with fear when she beheld the agitating action of the front-loader washing machine. I had to carry her out of the basement.

DungeonmasterCal wrote:

Drejk wrote:

Forg-Eater. You might want to blame Mike for that one...

I went to the website. I love it.

Duh. Of course I made a spelling error and noticed it too late to change it...

New challenge: Stat a forg.

My vehicle is dead. It's 16 years old with 248k miles. I have no idea what's wrong with the engine part of it because it would cost me more than I can even afford to have it towed to the mechanic's. The other thing wrong with it is the suspension is gone and it's sitting directly on the frame.

I got new tires for it for Christmas and it died in April. So I've got a nearly mint condition set of tires on a vehicle that doesn't run. Oh for the gift of prescience because I sure could've used that tire money on rent or groceries.

If you know you won’t need them, why not sell the tires? You could recoup 50-60% of what you paid for them on Craigslist or eBay.

I've never worn a tux, not even to my own wedding.

I own one and wear it about 4 times a year, mostly for concerts where I am singing.

I took it to the tailor last year and asked if he could let out the pants a bit. He looked at the pants and told me they appear to have been let out a few times already and there is no more material.

Lies and propaganda, I tell you! Those pants are shrinking and I won’t hear otherwise!

Treppa wrote:

Freehold DM wrote:

Patrick Curtin wrote:

Don’t forget FHDM, me and Brianna will be up to NYC the weekend of the 27th. We’d love to hang with you

lights up the CH signal

So jealous. Gonna tear it up with you guys someday.

Indeed! You have to!

I’m iffy. That is going to be right around when we close on the house. Keep me in the loop though, in case I am free.

February is already on my calendar :)

How did it not occur to me when we were discussing zombie pirates that I have a zombie pirate alias from way back in the day?

Also, use the liquor to wash out zombie bites, so you won't get infected. That works, right?

... sure ...

Celestial Healer wrote:

Setting: Poolside, deck of a cruise ship

PATRICK looks thoughtfully into the distance.

A VACATIONER, male, mid-60s in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, decides to strike up a conversation.

VACATIONER: You seem deep in thought.

PATRICK: I am imagining what nearby implement I could kill you with if you turned into a zombie.

VACATIONER (uncomfortable): Zombies, huh? I guess I’d be headed for a lifeboat.

PATRICK: There are 86 lifeboats on this vessel. The nearest one is 113 feet away, on the port side. Assuming 80% of the passengers turned into zombies, the odds are you would encounter 9 zombies on your way to the boat. I don’t like your chances.

VACATIONER: Say, is that my wife calling me? I’m going to go now.

PATRICK: Good Luck.

End scene

Pretty much. I’m certain about 95% of the cruise goers were not in anyway involved in any fantasy save Disney. Zombie survival scenarios were likely not thought of.

There were depressingly few weapons available. I’d have to go with deck chair for a main weapon. Either that or grab a liquor bottle. It’d be a tough call.

That would be a tough call. You might want that liquor later.

Setting: Poolside, deck of a cruise ship

PATRICK looks thoughtfully into the distance.

A VACATIONER, male, mid-60s in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, decides to strike up a conversation.

VACATIONER: You seem deep in thought.

PATRICK: I am imagining what nearby implement I could kill you with if you turned into a zombie.

VACATIONER (uncomfortable): Zombies, huh? I guess I’d be headed for a lifeboat.

PATRICK: There are 86 lifeboats on this vessel. The nearest one is 113 feet away, on the port side. Assuming 80% of the passengers turned into zombies, the odds are you would encounter 9 zombies on your way to the boat. I don’t like your chances.

VACATIONER: Say, is that my wife calling me? I’m going to go now.

PATRICK: Good Luck.

End scene

Patrick Curtin wrote:

CH: Quick thought. With your new property abutting a preserve you need to build a bird feeding station. Make sure you can see it from a window in your house, preferably where you eat. Watching birds is very zen, and you start to recognize individuals at the feeders.

Also gives Aria opportunity to master her hunting skills. Or more likely something to look at through the window as I presume you will keep her indoors for her own good.

Yes, as a hand-raised cat I don’t think she will have the skills to thrive outdoors.

And Patrick, we have bird feeders now, so I’m sure we will there too.

The kitten Aria does not have this huntress thing down yet. She just aggressively pounced on my foot... and then started licking it.

I don’t think you’re supposed to groom your prey, little one.

Soooo many. It’s a princess swarm CR20

We were delighted when we were there with my six-year-old niece last year. We thought we would have to spend all our time in line for pictures with princesses. Instead she immediately said, “That’s just a lady in a costume. I don’t need a picture with her. Let’s go back to the rides.”

Celestial Healer wrote:

Celestial Healer wrote:

We put an offer in on a house!

This is terrifying.

The offer was accepted. I’m going to need more bourbon.

Congratulations my friend! You and John will have a blast getting it the way you want it. John will have the yard spiffy at least!

He already has ideas. It’s what drew him to the property.

The property line backs up to a state nature preserve full of hiking trails.

We put an offer in on a house!

This is terrifying.

The offer was accepted. I’m going to need more bourbon.

Hi, Tender!

Mmmm. Bourbon.