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The FRONT door?! Finally, I've made the big time! KING OF THE WORLD, MA!
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A trap for necromancers and body snatchers.
Oooo! Brilliant!
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Today, on the 247th birthday of the United States, I'm reminded of the words of Whitesnake's singer David Coverdale, who said upon taking the stage at the concert I was attending on July 4th, 1987, "Happy Independence Day, you treasonous b@st@rds!"
A trap for necromancers and body snatchers.
This is amazing!
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Today, on the 247th birthday of the United States, I'm reminded of the words of Whitesnake's singer David Coverdale, who said upon taking the stage at the concert I was attending on July 4th, 1987, "Happy Independence Day, you treasonous b@st@rds!"
*deteas*
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That was a bad person, now it is a bad wolf.
Yes, that is a very, very bad wolf. I dig it.
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How is everyone doing? Hale and hearty, I hope!
Things here at Sweet Home Calabama are pretty good, I guess, although my son and his gf, who bought the duplex where I live and then moved into the other half, are on rocky ground and if they split up I...I dunno. The mortgage is actually completely in her name. When he told me last night that they are the bleeding edge of breaking up my panic disorder revved up and did a cold warp core ignition and I didn't sleep at all. Sure, I worry about my son and all, but I have no control over the anxiety and panic issues. They look for any excuse to bust out of the gate and stampede all over the damned place.
But honestly, aside from that little drop of antimatter in my Mtn Dew things aren't bad. My bills are paid, I have great friends at home and around the world, many of whom I've never seen in person or have even heard their voices. I'll be turning 60 this year (which is a whole blog post waiting to happen, trust me. Yep, I have an all too infrequently updated blog) and the warranties on my moving parts all seem to be expiring at the same time but I keep on keepin' on. My therapist asked me yesterday to think of what I consider my strengths to be and we'll discuss them next session, and I think I have more than I thought I had.
Anyway, you guys. How are you?
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I'm good. I've been in my undisclosed bunker for the weekend. By which I mean a Vrbo rental in the mountains. Did some hiking, didn't get eaten by bears, enjoyed the break from the heat. Good times, good times.
Tomorrow we resume the Return of the Runelords mayhem. Woohoo!
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Fantasy NPC: Sir Boney, A Skeleton Knight
He is dead but he doesn't know it.
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I am alive, but overheated.
I am also alive, more or less, but am confused as to why someone in (Greater) Manchester who runs a restaurant selling desserts would choose to call it 'Dessert Phobia'
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I don't know, but now I want nothing more in life than to start a Vietnamese soup restaurant called Pho Phobia.
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I don't know, but now I want nothing more in life than to start a Vietnamese soup restaurant called Pho Phobia.
According to Google Translate, "phở bia" translates into English as "beer noodle soup"
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I don't know, but now I want nothing more in life than to start a Vietnamese soup restaurant called Pho Phobia.According to Google Translate, "phở bia" translates into English as "beer noodle soup"
I stand by my statement.
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I once walked into my apartment to an unholy smell and walked into the kitchen where a friend (who had picked the lock to come do his laundry for free - which is a whole other story) was boiling instant Ramen noodles in beer on my stove. I made him eat every damned bit of that and drink the sauce, too, for funking up my house so badly.
Fantasy NPC: Sir Boney, A Skeleton Knight
He is dead but he doesn't know it.
This is such a fantastic piece of craftsmanship! If I come out of gaming retirement, even only part time, I am going to absolutely utilize your Drejk's Great Page of Greatness for encounters.
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I once walked into my apartment to an unholy smell and walked into the kitchen where a friend (who had picked the lock to come do his laundry for free - which is a whole other story) was boiling instant Ramen noodles in beer on my stove. I made him eat every damned bit of that and drink the sauce, too, for funking up my house so badly.
Cooking ramen beer on someone else's stove? You better believe that's a paddlin.
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Speaking of unholy smells, I had a roommate once who got a can of smoked oysters, ate a few, and then went through the following thought process:
1. They are smoked.
2. Smoked things don't go bad.
3. I will put this in a small tupperware container and tuck it high on a shelf in the pantry.
SIX MONTHS later...
I'm cleaning out the pantry. I find a small tupperware container. I go through the following thought process:
1. What's this? Let me open it.
2. ???
3. What happened to eleven minutes of my life? Why am I on the kitchen floor? Didn't my brain used to have an olfactory bulb? What burned it out?
This was the same guy who found a dead mouse floating in the dishwater (water he had let sit in the tub overnight) and, rather than dealing with the situation, stormed out of the kitchen, grabbed his girlfriend's hand, said "Let's go for a walk" and shouted over his shoulder at me "Clean the kitchen" as they left.
Everyone in our social circle was surprised when I decided to move into a smaller, crappier, yet somehow more expensive apartment rather than stay where I was...
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Well f~&%. The GM had to cancel. Again. So no game tonight.
(┛ಠ_ಠ)┛彡┻━┻
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We managed to finish a Coriolis game today. The GM goes to GM on camps for the next three weeks, and later other players are going for vacation so we might not get to play for a long time.
On the other hand, I might GM a game or two, though not on the next Monday because the would-be host player is doing online consultation and presumably her patient was scheduled long ago for that time.
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Speaking of unholy smells, I had a roommate once who got a can of smoked oysters, ate a few, and then went through the following thought process:
1. They are smoked.
2. Smoked things don't go bad.
3. I will put this in a small tupperware container and tuck it high on a shelf in the pantry.SIX MONTHS later...
I had a roommate about a decade ago who would do s&~@ like this all the time.
When I first moved in, I noticed a distinct funk coming from under the sink. I opened up the cabinet, and found that the drain was leaking, and "Al," my new roommate, had decided to solve the problem by cramming a bunch of empty liquor bottles into the now rotting cabinet, which were now filled with rancid dishwater.
Aside from that, and all of the weird random s*!% "Al" used to consume (putting vodka on his Lucky Charms, drinking barbecue sauce out of the bottle, and his famous peanut butter & jelly & ranch dressing sandwiches immediately spring to mind), the only other *major* thing that springs to mind is the time he dropped an entire bag of potatoes behind the stove, where they remained undiscovered for a couple months as they slowly dissolved into black sludge. Maybe he was trying to save money on his gallon-a-week vodka habit?
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Well, being a teen is forgivable. I hope. The many, many dumb things I did as a teen... yeesh.
Once I decided I was going to brew my own alcohol. I bottled up some yeast & sugar & water in a glass flask, which I hid under my bed. Sealed it up good...
Yep. Sealed. The gas-producing slurry of microorganisms. Up. Tight.
It exploded under my mattress.
Eugh. I think the only reason my parents failed to notice was the entire bedroom had a generalized teenage funk about it, so a little fermentation blended in.
If I met the teenage me today, the odds are good I would hit him with a stick to drive him off.
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I think most of us would do that, to be honest.
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I knew a guy who thought he would make wine from some plums he collected from the trees on our college campus one summer. He filled a ten-gallon bucket (about 38 liters) nearly full, ran water in it, and then dumped sugar in it and stuck it in his closet. A couple of weeks later he asked to change rooms in the dorm because of the clouds of tiny black gnats and the smell. He didn't associate those things with the rotting fruit in the closet.
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Feels like all these stories could inspire a whole suite of Dreijk Monsters™.
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Fantasy Monster: Creeping Drapery
A curtain tries to wrap around you!
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Fantasy Monster: Creeping Drapery
A curtain tries to wrap around you!
If I run a Halloween game this year your creations are gonna make it rock!
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Fantasy Monster: Creeping Drapery
A curtain tries to wrap around you!
*shudder*
Reminds me of the Philip K. Dick short story "Colony".
And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to burn my curtains, towels, sheets... all of it really.
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Holy cow, that was a scary story.
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No kidding.
When I was in high school, I found a 5 volume paperback set of the Complete Short Stories of Philip K. Dick in a used bookstore. I read them in one week over spring break. The consequent paranoia took months to wear off... Not sure I ever fully recovered.
Still, I do love PKD.
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How is everyone doing? Hale and hearty, I hope!
I just got back from vacation! My son and I hiked Mt. Washington! It's nearly 7,000 feet above sea level! My knees will never forgive me!
Nice!
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Try hiking Bandelier National Monument, wher you have to pack in your own water on hard pan desert. My knees gave out on the first day.
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Try hiking Bandelier National Monument, wher you have to pack in your own water on hard pan desert. My knees gave out on the first day.
You have not convinced me that I should do that. :)
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In a strange late-career twist, David Paich of the rock group Toto briefly joined the Institute for Advanced Studies at Princeton in an administrative role. However, even among so many eccentric geniuses, his leadership style raised eyebrows. He would verbally abuse the think tank's members like a drill sergeant, while wearing what appeared to be a prom or bridesmaid's gown. After a few warnings from human resources, the Institute let him go.
At his exit interview, Paich was unrepentant, crooning: "♫I dress the brains down in taffeta.♫"
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In a strange late-career twist, David Paich of the rock group Toto briefly joined the Institute for Advanced Studies at Princeton in an administrative role. However, even among so many eccentric geniuses, his leadership style raised eyebrows. He would verbally abuse the think tank's members like a drill sergeant, while wearing what appeared to be a prom or bridesmaid's gown. After a few warnings from human resources, the Institute let him go.
At his exit interview, Paich was unrepentant, crooning: "♫I dress the brains down in taffeta.♫"
I noticed you posted that at 4:16 am. That explains most of this.
I noticed you posted that at 4:16 am. That explains most of this.In a strange late-career twist, David Paich of the rock group Toto briefly joined the Institute for Advanced Studies at Princeton in an administrative role. However, even among so many eccentric geniuses, his leadership style raised eyebrows. He would verbally abuse the think tank's members like a drill sergeant, while wearing what appeared to be a prom or bridesmaid's gown. After a few warnings from human resources, the Institute let him go.
At his exit interview, Paich was unrepentant, crooning: "♫I dress the brains down in taffeta.♫"
So true... so true. It's been a long day. And I'm pretty sure I have dain bramage from it being so hot.
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Is your wig trying to strangle you when your are not paying attention to it?
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I've needed a beard before, but this is riDICuLOUS!
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I've needed a beard before, but this is riDICuLOUS!
de-sandwiched
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Is your wig trying to strangle you when your are not paying attention to it?
THIS would freak my players all the way out!
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Is your wig trying to strangle you when your are not paying attention to it?
I just snaked my shower drain and I think I pulled one of these out… *hrgk!*
THIS would freak my players all the way out!Is your wig trying to strangle you when your are not paying attention to it?
Are they all as bearded/haired as you? :D
Are they all as bearded/haired as you? :DTHIS would freak my players all the way out!Is your wig trying to strangle you when your are not paying attention to it?
None of them are lol. I do know two of them are squeamish about things like cleaning hair from shower drains and the like, though.