
DungeonmasterCal |

So, no good moods here today, folks. #1 I'm in so much pain from my knee that I'm nearly sick and #2 I'm so pissed off at the USPS that I am refraining from typing out the language in my head.
Thursday I ordered some new tennis shoes, which I need pretty badly. I followed the tracking on them and yesterday I got a notification that they'd been delivered at 6:11 pm. I went to look. They were nowhere to be seen. I even went over and looked by my neighbor's door. Not there. So I go back to the delivery information on my phone. There was a note saying it had been "placed in the mailbox". Folks, I wear a pretty good sized shoe. And the mailbox I have is large enough for letters and that's it. And of course the Post Office is closed today and furthermore they will not accept culpability for lost packages or other deliveries. I know this from experience. So now my shoes have been delivered Lord knows where. I intend to call the Post Office tomorrow and be told nothing useful. Not in a good mood right now.

DungeonmasterCal |

I got hold of Amazon. Everyone told me to do so, so I thought I'd give it a try. According to them and despite what the Postal Service stated the shoes were NOT delivered yesterday, but should be by tomorrow, though I received mail yesterday (yeah, the mail runs on Saturday's here sometimes). So they said wait until tomorrow and they will call back to check on whether or not they were delivered. So I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow.

DungeonmasterCal |
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I got hold of Amazon. Everyone told me to do so, so I thought I'd give it a try. According to them and despite what the Postal Service stated the shoes were NOT delivered yesterday, but should be by tomorrow, though I received mail yesterday (yeah, the mail runs on Saturday's here sometimes). So they said wait until tomorrow and they will call back to check on whether or not they were delivered. So I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow.
Well, Amazon was wrong about tomorrow being the delivery date. They did show up at someone else's house, though. I have no idea who the guy is who dropped them off at my door but I appreciate it. Thanks, unknown dude.
Also, belly-crawling IS an underrated skill. It should replace "Fly" on the skills list.

Ed Reppert |
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Next time John. Especially after I found out last Saturday my left tie rod MIGHT be ready to break. So yeah.
Breaking tie rods are not a good thing. Especially at high speeds. Get it checked out.

Thomas Seitz |

Ed,
I have it scheduled for tomorrow morning. Rest assured I want it fixed.
But in much SADDER news, today marks the passing of a great dog. I'm sure you all have your stories, friends of friends and their dogs. But for me, Concho Seitz was not just the dog my brother needed, but this family too. After my dad died, my brother John Britton (aka Jack) was very heart broken. Mostly because he hadn't been here when my father ultimately succumbed the ravaged of metastatic renal cancer that ate away goodly parts of his other organs. So when he (my brother) came back, he stayed on at our family farm where my dad had grown up and we still own.
Fast forward to a year later, (I think) and there was a family down the road going through a divorce. Part of the problem the woman faced was not being able to keep all her dogs. So my brother looked her up and there was Concho, not more than 2 years old, but full bred, rough coat border collie like you'd see in those movies set in the lowlands of Northwestern England. She was beautiful, young and ready to take on life. Mostly she just wanted away from the other dogs. When she stayed with Jack as he figured out what to do, she'd enjoy running around the farm and he'd enjoy taking care of her. She was a great people dog, always there with a large smile and a friendly welcome.
Two years later, my brother decided to get his Masters at Indiana University in Bloomington. Of course Concho went. But she always came back. The same was true after getting his degree and moving to Fayetteville, WV. There she was, happy to make friends and make everyone feel good. Then came the Iowa years, where she's be making trips back and forth a couple of times. But mostly when Jack had to go away and no one could look after her, she would stay here. She knew us. She had grown up around myself, my mom and my two dogs at the time, Malcolm and Maggie. She was family.
Sadly, as the ravages of time do, she started failing just this past year. Not badly, but you could see it. January wasn't good for her, but March was slightly better. Today the vet said it was time. And so...it's with heavy hearts we bid our beloved Concho good bye. We never chose her name, but she was truly a Seitz family dog. One that will be remember as long as I draw breath, and as long as people think about the amazing bond between human and dog. She exemplified the best of not just her breed, but the best thing a dog and a human could ever have. She healed my brother. She healed this family. She was and always will be blessed by us. Good by Concho. Go chase some squirrels.

Thomas Seitz |
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Sharoh,
I think mostly of the times back in 2014 and 2016. She spent some of that with us (my mom and myself) while my brother did his research. She was older sure, but she still had most of her life spark to her. Today wasn't quite there... But I will always remember ever picture of her, every time she sat on my bed, or every time I took her for a walk. Those are the memories I will hold dear to my heart.
John,
Thanks
Kjeldorn,
I've out lived more than my fair share. My first dog, Tucker, died when I was 20. Then along came Malcolm and Maggie...and our joy was doubled even our grief at my dad's passing made it harder. Then came Concho and for while we had little Fred. (He had health problems but lived two more good years.) Then Maggie passed away in my arms...and I was angry and heart broken. (Though I'm sure Malcolm, as she was his mom AND his best friend was even more so) Then 2015 both Fred and Malcolm passed...and there was only Concho for a while. But she was there brightening our lives. So...to see her go is sad, but now at least I know she'll be better off than where she was these past few weeks.
Thank you all.

Thomas Seitz |
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The hurt isn't as much about losing her...as just seeing her decline so much. I have plenty of good visual memories to draw on for Concho. But it was...shocking to see her so emaciated, so almost lifeless, just laying there. I mean she's had hip problems over the past year...but I could always get her to stand up on her own. This weekend, not even a little. So...it's probably best. But I will never forget her, nor the fact of what joy she bought everyone.

Ragadolf |
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Oi vay, what a week, 2, if you count THIS week as well,...
Daughter doing last shows for choir and theater classes, FLying rigs for Peter Pan on my facility stage, rehearsals for same, while IN a show, and getting through my daughter's graduation, (while she is in same show with me) Yes, she actually passed math by the skin of her teeth, so she gets to graduate! :D
(We are still debating which of us is happier about that) ;P
This saturday is graduation, and then we run to go perform in Tuck everlasting, while dragging along the few family members who manage to come for the event. :) All while managing a Peter Pan cast of 90 kids at work,...
The best part? My daughter is (among other things) a Harry Potter fan.
I ordered her a t-shirt that says,
"Master has given Dobby a Diploma, Dobby is FREE!"
Busy yeah,... It's OK, It's fine, fine, everything is fine!
(I still have alcohol left, I'm good!) ;P

Scintillae |
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My legs hurt.
I decided, in my infinite wisdom, to use my planning period to take laps around the gym, deciding that the wind combined with my decision to wear a dress and wedge heels made the track a poor idea. So I made myself do ten laps. Only spent about fifteen minutes walk/jogging, but I feel supported by noodle limbs. Oof.

DungeonmasterCal |

I just lost a furry family member - our eighteen-year-old blue heeler mix Hunter - about a week ago so I know exactly how you feel Thomas. I hope the hurt passes soon and the good memories never fade.
I'm sorry to hear about your furry friend. 18 is a long life for a pooch. I'm sure he (?) had a happy life full of love and belly rubs.

Drejk |
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My back is hurty, and it will get even more hurty over the next few days.
I spent the afternoon loading the van with goodies to sale on Pyrkon... Tomorrow I will spent snoozing in the van for five or six hours, and than I will have to unload all that mess with two other guys (a few more friends were supposed to be a few more friends to help but there was unfavorable change of plans).
Quite probably on Friday or Saturday I'll meet Gorbacz for the first time...

Ragadolf |

Ok, this really isn't the forum to ask this, but I figure I'll get a quicker response here.
Wasn't there a Feign Death spell in older editions of D&D? Or is there one in PF? I kinda need to know for part of the story arc in my current campaign.
There WAS, indeed, a Feign Death Spell in 1st ed D&D. Sort of a very niche spell, I cant recall anyone who ever once took it or used it.
It May have even survived the trim into 2nd Ed? but I honestly cant recall at the moment.It was either a 1st or 2nd lvl spell.
If I were to put it into PF, I would make it a cantrip, and have it give a flat bonus to Bluff, for the sole purpose of faking being dead.

Thomas Seitz |

Right now I'm in a pensive mood as the vet called to let us know that Concho's cremains are ready for pick up. I know how sad my brother is, even if I haven't talked with him about this. On the other hand, I'm kind of glad we're moving on after a pretty crappy Monday.
Finally, I hope I can game on Sunday cause I REALLY need to kill something.