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In said dream, I decided to finally get the money together to fly my wife and I across the U.S. to go visit the Paizo offices. For some reason, Paizo now had a mega store on site that sold all their products. Naturally I was super-excited to go shopping there.
Anyways, we arrive at the store and are shocked to see that there is no longer any rpg products being sold!
Lisa Stevens, inexplicably wearing a sombrero, explained that there was more money to be made selling liquor, cowboy hats and Cheetos (Yes, in that order). I passed Vic Wertz and Frost who were both dressed like Jawas as they tried to explain the finer points of the alcohol they were drinking. I don't know what Frost had but Vic was insistent that Olde English 800 was the best thing ever.
Finally I walked up to the counter to purchase [something] and Wes was behind the cash register. He had a huge beer gut, a pegleg and an eyepatch. He also was threatening each person in line with a shotgun as they purchased stuff. I was just about to talk to him when I woke up. Sadly I did find out the truth behind the eyepatch but I'd like to think he lost in a knife-fight with Sutter.
I smell a new CCG.
That is so Wes. He really is a callous brute.
We called him Winchester Wes back in the pen.
I love the fact that there was a sombrero involved.
I am guessing CJ was watching some spaghetti western before bed.
Jack... step away from the brown acid.
Amazing detail, CJ. I had my first Paizo dream about a week ago, but it wasn't about the staff.
I had a host of strange and even frightening dreams last night, but none of them were about Paizo.
Were any of them throwing pickles at you?
He didn't mention a pyramid, or naked women, and this isn't the movie, Real Genius.
Wow, what did you eat before going to bed last night?
Usually, at any given time, I have forgotten 90% of anything I knew.
There you go.
See, I just drempt that Dora the Explorer and the Power Rangers teamed up to save a bunch of kidnapped dinosaurs from Morgan Freeman.
Diapers, Twinkies, Morgan Freeman. Diapers, Twinkies, Morgan Freeman. Diapers, Twinkies, Morgan Freeman. We did it!
Tacos!Wow, what did you eat before going to bed last night?
Have those been mexican tacos, you would have a sombrero AND sarape dream. All liquor would be tequila of course. And I would b working there... :P
Chief Technical Officer
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I passed Vic Wertz and Frost who were both dressed like Jawas as they tried to explain the finer points of the alcohol they were drinking. I don't know what Frost had but Vic was insistent that Olde English 800 was the best thing ever.
Olde English 800 is definitely not my thing. As for the jawa outfit, that's between me and my analyst, thank you very much...
Vell, there is no time like zee present!
I miss those old Schlitz Malt Liquor (Don't say beer say BULL!) ads.
I can tell you: My place. Come here right now, and all you'll find is Sam Adams and Chimay Grande Reserve.
I can tell you: My place. Come here right now, and all you'll find is Sam Adams and Chimay Grande Reserve.
But it's too far away to break into, er, visit your place.
Prioritize. Oh, and wait until my project is done.
I can tell you: My place. Come here right now, and all you'll find is Sam Adams and Chimay Grande Reserve.
Ahhhhh Chimay. Chimay, Chimay not. Now that's a good choice.