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Dancing Robot Mar. 28th, 2007 @ 02:31 am
WANT:
http://geekologie.com/2007/03/keepon_is_a_dancing_robot.php
Current Mood: Entertained

For the Rl'yeh Symphony Orchestra Feb. 6th, 2007 @ 12:51 pm
http://bwallace1701.zoto.com/img/original/1c0a23aa9b948c26ea633a4b4d5049f1-.jpg

http://bwallace1701.zoto.com/img/original/7f412a91a0fcacf258781f59d96d7e9b-.jpg

Personal favorites:

"Words by John Stump

Arranged by Accident"

and

"Based on a Cro-Magnon skinning chant"

Apr. 13th, 2006 @ 05:28 pm
So I was recently privy to a discussion about WHY in many RPGs you can't raise people who've died of old age. The immediate idea that came to me is that people who die of old age were intended to die at that time. Were they supposed to live longer, they would have. People who die of other causes were supposed to live longer but things intervened.

Therefore, it seems that there is the possibility of a group of healers of the deity of Fate in some RPG to run around "setting things right" by raising everyone who died of any cause other than old age.

Why I love gamers Apr. 13th, 2006 @ 04:33 pm
Why I love gamers:

Sometimes, just sometimes, things come together in such a way that something approximating the following will come out of a player (who clearly thinks this is a good idea):

"Why slip over the wall and drop the steaks off when we can light our meat cart on fire and push it down a hill into the wall, where it'll smash through, hurling flaming meat through the air and lighting the lions on fire when they try to eat the flaming meat?"

kidsnide, no matter what, I NEVER was quite this dumb during the era of sleeping 4.5 hours a night. Quite.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: The Green Fields of France - Dropkick Murphys

Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 01:05 pm
Kitten-based authentication?

Apparently so: http://www.theregister.co.uk/2006/04/12/kittenauth/

We're rapidly getting to the point where I shall have seen everything.
Current Mood: confused
Other entries
» I have no words
I've been giggling madly over this:
http://www.behindthename.com/random/

Random name generator. Selecting "Fairy" and "Goth" at the same time makes me a happy weasel. Today my name is ArcaneMayhem Flitterfeather.
» Dreams of Quitting
Day 3

On the up side, my airways are already clearer.

On the down side, I can smell my jacket. Dear ghod, can I smell my jacket. Half a pack a day for six years works its way into leather something fierce.

Gum. Gum is my savior. Sweet blessed Arm & Hammer Baking Soda gum (It Cleans and Whitens!).

Grf. I want a fragging cig, and I want it now.
» Dreams of sickness
This morning I came down with a sore throat. I'm not really sure how it came about, as I've contacted everyone with a likely transmission vector and came up blank.

I'm hoping it's just a reaction from how poorly I treated my body this past weekend (not nearly enough water on Friday and far too little sleep) rather than an actual sickness.

I'm hoping it's gone by Friday so's I can be a good NPC for LD.

Off to go get more Vitamin C and E and Zinc in my system.
» Dreams of Accomplishment
I have successfully finished about 2/3s of The Prop From Hell, having gotten somewhere around 282 boxes glued together. I'm actually feeling more motivated than I did last night at this time - which is saying something. The rough estimates I have at this time is that the production of this prop will have taken up close to 450 boxes, 350 feet of rope, around 100 feet of duct tape, and 1.25 GALLONS of glue. Plus a to-be determined length of packing tape, somewhere between 200 and 300 feet.

I have a living room again. Wow, does it need to be vaccuumed (sisal and manilla rope shed, as does cardboard when it is cut/drilled through).

I swear. If anyone makes any disparaging comments about this bloody thing... most parents aren't as protective of their children as I am of TPFH.

Sadly, the production of TPFH managed to short-circuit one of my resolutions for this year - to quit smoking by The Long Dark. I'll be trying to quit cold-turkey the week after and may be a bit of a bear for a bit. I apologize in advance for my withdrawl behaviors.

Gods, do I feel good right now.
» Dreams of Solitude
Single again.

Wheee.
» Dreams of Simple Pleasures
On Tuesday I got back from spending a week with my girlfriend. I had a blast, and was reminded once again of the joy in the simple pleasures in life.

1) Curling up and watching good television with someone you love.
2) Seeing a hawk.
3) Doing Sudoku puzzles with someone.
4) Meeting interesting and intelligent people.
5) Learning that someone you weren't particularly fond of to begin with is someone you can relate to and have pleasant conversations with.
6) Getting home.
7) Having good conversations with a good friend you haven't seen in a while.

All in all, I'm still a little worn out. I miss her terribly and can't wait to see her again.
» Dreams of Sugarplums
And so, for the first time in almost a decade, I take part in one of my family's Christmas traditions. That of the squiggle.

What is a squiggle, you ask? Fill a pastry tube with meringue and go crazy on a cookie sheet. Put on chocolate chips if you so desire.

Suddenly, I have become 6 years old again. This weekend is surrounded with a feeling of joy and magic.

And so I, on my part, do wish all of my friends and family a joyful holiday season and much luck in the coming year.
» Dreams of Civility and Barbarism
Last night I finished the third (and, to my knowledge, last) of the recent compilations of Robert E. Howard's Conan stories. I found myself in a darker mood than even I am used to. It wasn't until I was rereading Roma Eterna and found my mood immensely lighter that I could really put my finger on what was bothering me. For the record Roma Eterna is a passable alternate history work that assumes that the Roman Empire never falls.

The central theme of Howards works - at least those I have read (Bran Mac Morn, Kull, and Conan) - is that civilization is doomed. No matter what is done, either barbarism will sweep over any civilization as a natural stage of its cycle or it will fall into decadence. This is a pattern that has happened time and again throughout history and in my darker moments I fear it will happen to us within my lifetime.

It is at times like this I must remind myself of the overused quote "The only thing necessary for the triumph [of evil] is for good men to do nothing". Decline and decay may be resisted by the actions of people of good heart, and so we are tasked to continue the struggle upwards to greatness of our culture as a whole. I think I'll go play some Civ now. Rome shall not fall again.
» And so I have finally caved...
...and put up an LJ. I'll not be posting all that often - this is mostly a way to make it easier for me to respond to my friends already on here.
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