featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (BISEXUAL FURY!)
I like Torchwood a lot better, now that I have discovered that it's really a dramatization of a really long game of Don't Rest Your Head. We're almost through the first season (I think), and... it's still bad. But now it's bad and funny, which is okay. Doctor Who is bad and funny. But yeah, Don't Rest Your Head.
Some blather that will not make a lot of sense if you are unfamiliar with either Torchwood or Don't Rest Your Head, but that I think is funny, because I'm a big dork. )
More importantly, because of Torchwood, I can now properly pronounce Aberystwyth! I hope they go to Machynlleth soon, or Merthyr Tydfil. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I like Torchwood a lot better, now that I have discovered that it's really a dramatization of a really long game of Don't Rest Your Head. We're almost through the first season (I think), and... it's still bad. But now it's bad and funny, which is okay. Doctor Who is bad and funny. But yeah, Don't Rest Your Head.
Some blather that will not make a lot of sense if you are unfamiliar with either Torchwood or Don't Rest Your Head, but that I think is funny, because I'm a big dork. )
More importantly, because of Torchwood, I can now properly pronounce Aberystwyth! I hope they go to Machynlleth soon, or Merthyr Tydfil. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (there was this half-elf...)
One of the other things that made this weekend brilliant was that I got a chance to play one of our shiny new Filthy Hippie Games at Games Night on Friday. [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, [livejournal.com profile] ruisseau, [livejournal.com profile] popefelix and I spent the evening at A Penny for My Thoughts, and it was wildly entertaining.

A Penny for My Thoughts is a non-competitive, diceless storytelling game. In it, each player is a patient undergoing a radical experimental treatment for severe retrograde amnesia. This is actually a lot more fun than it sounds. Anyway, the shtick is that you have all been given a drug called Mnemosyne, and this drug allows you to see into the other people's minds, and help them recover their memories.
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One of the other things that made this weekend brilliant was that I got a chance to play one of our shiny new Filthy Hippie Games at Games Night on Friday. [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, [livejournal.com profile] ruisseau, [livejournal.com profile] popefelix and I spent the evening at A Penny for My Thoughts, and it was wildly entertaining.

A Penny for My Thoughts is a non-competitive, diceless storytelling game. In it, each player is a patient undergoing a radical experimental treatment for severe retrograde amnesia. This is actually a lot more fun than it sounds. Anyway, the shtick is that you have all been given a drug called Mnemosyne, and this drug allows you to see into the other people's minds, and help them recover their memories.
Read more... )
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Inexplicably good together: Murder Ballad Blackjack.

An old favorite: The Big Stupid Puzzle.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Inexplicably good together: Murder Ballad Blackjack.

An old favorite: The Big Stupid Puzzle.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (old skool gamer)
Added to my DM resume: I problem-solved a story and wrote a published gaming author out of a corner last night. :)

What actually happened: [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I met up with [livejournal.com profile] archway for pool and game-doctoring. I suck at pool. On the other hand, I rawk at game writing. We sorted out a huge part of the background story for [livejournal.com profile] archway's World of Darkness game, which I get huge minuses on because a) it's modern, and b) it's World of Darkness, and I don't play either. And yet, sewed up everything neatly and built in some plot hooks for later. And then got my ass handed to me at pool. Because I suck at pool. *grin*

Had some discussion with [livejournal.com profile] archway about the business of writing, as well. And I think it's just about time for me to figure out how to get paid for writing. I think I'm probably good enough at it now. Doesn't have to be gaming writing. It's just that, you know, I'm going to write *anyway*, I might as well get something out of it other than less words in my head.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Added to my DM resume: I problem-solved a story and wrote a published gaming author out of a corner last night. :)

What actually happened: [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I met up with [livejournal.com profile] archway for pool and game-doctoring. I suck at pool. On the other hand, I rawk at game writing. We sorted out a huge part of the background story for [livejournal.com profile] archway's World of Darkness game, which I get huge minuses on because a) it's modern, and b) it's World of Darkness, and I don't play either. And yet, sewed up everything neatly and built in some plot hooks for later. And then got my ass handed to me at pool. Because I suck at pool. *grin*

Had some discussion with [livejournal.com profile] archway about the business of writing, as well. And I think it's just about time for me to figure out how to get paid for writing. I think I'm probably good enough at it now. Doesn't have to be gaming writing. It's just that, you know, I'm going to write *anyway*, I might as well get something out of it other than less words in my head.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (life is amazing)
First, Carl Zimmer's Science Tattoo Emporium. A gallery of tats based in maths and sciences. There are some really lovely taxonomies here, and a couple of applications of sigil magick based on circuitry, for [livejournal.com profile] druidevo and you other people what like that sort of thing.

Second, Tools for Photography as Ritual Magic. The artist creates a unique pinhole camera for each of his photographic series, including totemic elements related to the subject of the series. Among his cameras are one built with an 'underwater' filter containing an altar to Yemaya, two which include human skulls as part of the works, one made with a piece of girder from the World Trade Center, and one which uses a solution of HIV-positive blood as a filter.

Third, and most mundane, I like to play Scrabble, and one can play Scrabble over the internet with a ranking and ratings system here. If you would like to play with me, look me up. My name over there is Orbiting. After two games, I am rated at 666. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
First, Carl Zimmer's Science Tattoo Emporium. A gallery of tats based in maths and sciences. There are some really lovely taxonomies here, and a couple of applications of sigil magick based on circuitry, for [livejournal.com profile] druidevo and you other people what like that sort of thing.

Second, Tools for Photography as Ritual Magic. The artist creates a unique pinhole camera for each of his photographic series, including totemic elements related to the subject of the series. Among his cameras are one built with an 'underwater' filter containing an altar to Yemaya, two which include human skulls as part of the works, one made with a piece of girder from the World Trade Center, and one which uses a solution of HIV-positive blood as a filter.

Third, and most mundane, I like to play Scrabble, and one can play Scrabble over the internet with a ranking and ratings system here. If you would like to play with me, look me up. My name over there is Orbiting. After two games, I am rated at 666. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (did you have fun?)
[livejournal.com profile] kittenpants was out for the weekend, so [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I (almost) finished up the holiday shopping while she was gone. I learned a thing about [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, which is that he has a certain number of steps alloted to him for each day, and at the end of that magical number of steps, he turns off his filters. Then, he's wandering idly through, say, the mall, going "Yugoloth. Megaloth! ULTRALOTH!!" and suchlike. Why not? Also, we haven't been in a mall in so long that being in the mall was like being in another world altogether from the one we know. I think this happens every time we go shopping, and I just forget. It's not precisely alienation, just a sense of being an ethnologist studying a tribe practically unknown by your own tribe.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants is back now, and we should get to actually spend some time with her after she turns in her Greek final tomorrow. Wish her smooth translations, will ya?

The schedule for this week looks pretty nice, actually. Tonight, finish up Arts and Crafts Time (we're making some clever little things for some people...), tomorrow is Ballapalooza ([livejournal.com profile] zylch and an unknown cast of others are coming over to make booze balls and cookies in our kitchen), Thursday is Date Night (I have some inkling that we might go see The Golden Compass, and Friday we're gaming (there's this thing with this entire village full of werewolves....). That's a whole week in which none of the words are 'meeting'. I'm excited. Are you excited?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] kittenpants was out for the weekend, so [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I (almost) finished up the holiday shopping while she was gone. I learned a thing about [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, which is that he has a certain number of steps alloted to him for each day, and at the end of that magical number of steps, he turns off his filters. Then, he's wandering idly through, say, the mall, going "Yugoloth. Megaloth! ULTRALOTH!!" and suchlike. Why not? Also, we haven't been in a mall in so long that being in the mall was like being in another world altogether from the one we know. I think this happens every time we go shopping, and I just forget. It's not precisely alienation, just a sense of being an ethnologist studying a tribe practically unknown by your own tribe.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants is back now, and we should get to actually spend some time with her after she turns in her Greek final tomorrow. Wish her smooth translations, will ya?

The schedule for this week looks pretty nice, actually. Tonight, finish up Arts and Crafts Time (we're making some clever little things for some people...), tomorrow is Ballapalooza ([livejournal.com profile] zylch and an unknown cast of others are coming over to make booze balls and cookies in our kitchen), Thursday is Date Night (I have some inkling that we might go see The Golden Compass, and Friday we're gaming (there's this thing with this entire village full of werewolves....). That's a whole week in which none of the words are 'meeting'. I'm excited. Are you excited?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (old skool gamer)
Saturday night, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I went out to Balanca's so that she could dance, and I could er... watch her dance, which is plenty of voyeuristic good times. Balanca's is a prime example of how people in the Midwest generally fucking rule. On Saturday, the place was full of punk lesbians, drag queens, elderly heterosexual couples dressed for square dance, black guys in hip-hop shirts, white fratboys and their skinny girlfriends, older gay men, cute indie girls, goths, programmers, rivetheads and cowboys, to name a few. You can pretty much play subculture bingo in this bar, is what I'm saying. And everybody gets along. The music is probably not diverse enough to make the crowd happy (I could have done with a bit less hip-hop, myself -- they are rumored to do industrial night on Thursdays, which is way way more my thing), but the drinks are strong, the bartenders are kind, and it's generally a good time. But that's not the point of the post. The point of the post is that at one point, the DJ spun up Michael Jackson's Thriller. [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I looked at each other, trying to calculate the irony coefficient for this turn of events. And then, two drag kings stepped out onto the floor, and started to do the appropriate choreography, complete with zombie leg-twitching and scary monster posing. The dance floor cleared. They did the whole fucking number. We were duly impressed. The crowd cheered and bought them drinks. It was, in a word, brilliant.

While we're on the subject of 80's nostalgia and unlikely talents, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I were tossing around the idea of running a one-off spoof D&D game based on the Dungeons and Dragons cartoon. You open a box... inside is a shield, a bow, a hat, a cloak... A little bald guy in red robes comes walking out from behind a rock. All the players go "Oh, shit." This was just some idle car amusement this morning (you know how it is, you start talking about gaming, and then you're getting all nostalgic about killing Tiamat) BUT! [livejournal.com profile] triadruid can do a flawless imitation of the unicorn. Now we have to do it, because it is a shame to let a talent like that go unrecognized. :-P
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Saturday night, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I went out to Balanca's so that she could dance, and I could er... watch her dance, which is plenty of voyeuristic good times. Balanca's is a prime example of how people in the Midwest generally fucking rule. On Saturday, the place was full of punk lesbians, drag queens, elderly heterosexual couples dressed for square dance, black guys in hip-hop shirts, white fratboys and their skinny girlfriends, older gay men, cute indie girls, goths, programmers, rivetheads and cowboys, to name a few. You can pretty much play subculture bingo in this bar, is what I'm saying. And everybody gets along. The music is probably not diverse enough to make the crowd happy (I could have done with a bit less hip-hop, myself -- they are rumored to do industrial night on Thursdays, which is way way more my thing), but the drinks are strong, the bartenders are kind, and it's generally a good time. But that's not the point of the post. The point of the post is that at one point, the DJ spun up Michael Jackson's Thriller. [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I looked at each other, trying to calculate the irony coefficient for this turn of events. And then, two drag kings stepped out onto the floor, and started to do the appropriate choreography, complete with zombie leg-twitching and scary monster posing. The dance floor cleared. They did the whole fucking number. We were duly impressed. The crowd cheered and bought them drinks. It was, in a word, brilliant.

While we're on the subject of 80's nostalgia and unlikely talents, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I were tossing around the idea of running a one-off spoof D&D game based on the Dungeons and Dragons cartoon. You open a box... inside is a shield, a bow, a hat, a cloak... A little bald guy in red robes comes walking out from behind a rock. All the players go "Oh, shit." This was just some idle car amusement this morning (you know how it is, you start talking about gaming, and then you're getting all nostalgic about killing Tiamat) BUT! [livejournal.com profile] triadruid can do a flawless imitation of the unicorn. Now we have to do it, because it is a shame to let a talent like that go unrecognized. :-P
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (did you have fun?)
We spent the weekend in our usual way, which is to say that we did far too many things in far too short a stretch of time. Ah, well. Friday night, [livejournal.com profile] auraseer came into town to visit [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and we all went out to Gaia Games Night and played a lot of Zendo and got busted with booze by the minister of the church we rent from. Ah, well. I think our lease says we can have alcohol in the building. If not, I expect we'll hear about it.

Saturday, we went to Ren Fest and saw ... everyone in the world. :) We also saw the Jolly Rogers doing a dramatic adaptation of 'The Little Mermaid', which was screamingly funny. At one point, [livejournal.com profile] mesniu, who is the evil villainous sea hag (complete with tentacles) does this bit about the mermaid trading her voice for legs, and he's like, "Okay, I'm gonna make a special gesture and it takes your voice away -- this is high-level magic stuff. Okay, you ready? Got your middle pillar all aligned?", and then he whacks the mermaid in the throat. High comedy. We were rolling in the effing aisles. I also picked up a small bag of assorted animal bones for the fell purpose of making a Jagermonster costume for DragonCon. *costuming glee*

Later, we saw S.J. Tucker play a show, which was also screamingly funny, and very impressive. I picked up a t-shirt from her, which reads "Lost Girls Pirate Academy", and which has already proved to be an excellent investment in the practice of bringing the weird to the people. :)

For lo, I wore it yesterday, and at the grocery store, the cashier (in her 60s) read it, and said, "Hey! I want to be in the Lost Girls Pirate Academy! Can I do that?". There was a great moment of weird cheer, because it's never too late to decide not to be a grownup, yes? Which reminds me, soon it will be cool enough for the Pirate v. Ninja Olympics, which will be the subject of another post.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
We spent the weekend in our usual way, which is to say that we did far too many things in far too short a stretch of time. Ah, well. Friday night, [livejournal.com profile] auraseer came into town to visit [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and we all went out to Gaia Games Night and played a lot of Zendo and got busted with booze by the minister of the church we rent from. Ah, well. I think our lease says we can have alcohol in the building. If not, I expect we'll hear about it.

Saturday, we went to Ren Fest and saw ... everyone in the world. :) We also saw the Jolly Rogers doing a dramatic adaptation of 'The Little Mermaid', which was screamingly funny. At one point, [livejournal.com profile] mesniu, who is the evil villainous sea hag (complete with tentacles) does this bit about the mermaid trading her voice for legs, and he's like, "Okay, I'm gonna make a special gesture and it takes your voice away -- this is high-level magic stuff. Okay, you ready? Got your middle pillar all aligned?", and then he whacks the mermaid in the throat. High comedy. We were rolling in the effing aisles. I also picked up a small bag of assorted animal bones for the fell purpose of making a Jagermonster costume for DragonCon. *costuming glee*

Later, we saw S.J. Tucker play a show, which was also screamingly funny, and very impressive. I picked up a t-shirt from her, which reads "Lost Girls Pirate Academy", and which has already proved to be an excellent investment in the practice of bringing the weird to the people. :)

For lo, I wore it yesterday, and at the grocery store, the cashier (in her 60s) read it, and said, "Hey! I want to be in the Lost Girls Pirate Academy! Can I do that?". There was a great moment of weird cheer, because it's never too late to decide not to be a grownup, yes? Which reminds me, soon it will be cool enough for the Pirate v. Ninja Olympics, which will be the subject of another post.

Quick note

Sep. 18th, 2007 11:27 am
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (old skool gamer)
Just set up a filter to post game stuff in and posted in it. If you can't see that post, but would like to be included on the gaming/world-building/related filter, comment, and I'll add you to the list.

Offer does not apply to [livejournal.com profile] agrnmn, [livejournal.com profile] capriciouslass, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants, [livejournal.com profile] liquidfun or [livejournal.com profile] orcjohn. No spoilers, yo. :)

Quick note

Sep. 18th, 2007 11:27 am
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Just set up a filter to post game stuff in and posted in it. If you can't see that post, but would like to be included on the gaming/world-building/related filter, comment, and I'll add you to the list.

Offer does not apply to [livejournal.com profile] agrnmn, [livejournal.com profile] capriciouslass, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants, [livejournal.com profile] liquidfun or [livejournal.com profile] orcjohn. No spoilers, yo. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (promethea)
[livejournal.com profile] kittenpants was away at dance camp (this one time, at dance camp??) for the weekend, so [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I consoled ourselves by playing D&D, going to the movies, eating stuff she doesn't like, shopping, and generally fucking around. And it was good!

The D&D group met on Friday, and finished Chapter 1 of their great adventure. Next time, they'll meet their new traveling companions (mwa ha ha) and head outside the boundaries of the Vitraen Empire to aid some of the Empire's allies. That means [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I get to build a bunch of encounters that are much weirder than anything we've done so far, and we'll also be building the town of Freeport, which is controlled by a coalition that includes (among other interests) religious leaders, the military, and the mafia. Good times. I'm thinking that I'd like to build an LJ-filter for the campaign that will not include any of the players, and post some of the world-building and character-building stuff on it. For one thing, we've been writing little micro-fics about the PC's lives before the game, and handing them out to the players, and I'm pretty proud of some of the writing. I want people to appreciate our twisted genius, you know?

Saturday, we went shopping with the goal of buying [livejournal.com profile] triadruid some pants. This failed, but he did find a nice belt, and I picked up some pirate pajamas (size medium -- who knew?) and a nice red and grey wrap (I'm officially an old woman now, I've bought my first shawl). We also saw Shoot 'Em Up, which was simultaneously hilariously funny, wildly stupid, and amazingly well-choreographed. It also somehow managed to have a gun-control message mixed up in its hash of plot, which was like an extra layer of funny. Clive Owen was deadpan and bad ass, Paul Giamatti was creepy and pussy-whipped, and Monica Belluci was somehow creepy and warm-fuzzy at the same time, so that was all good.

Somewhere during the course of the weekend, I remembered that I can cook if I have to. I made fried catfish on Saturday, with these wildly interesting zucchini 'fries', and then on Sunday made chicken in a vinegar and herb pan sauce with crimini mushrooms, and served the rest of the zucchini (I always overbuy zucchini, for no good reason) in an Alfredo sauce. All of it was surprisingly tasty.

The rest of the weekend would more or less have to go on my TMI filter, if I had one. But I don't. :) Let's just say I'm extremely tired this morning.

Unfortunately, all the weekend goodness was marred by logging on to LJ last night and discovering that Robert Jordan had died, and that some folks that I thought were doing really quite well were actually not doing so well. Ah, life. But the story goes on, in both cases. Mr. Jordan allegedly had told the end of the Wheel of Time series to his wife and other family members, who were sworn to finish the project should he be unable to do so. So that continues (thank the gods - I've only been reading those things for ten years now, and the end is so, so close!). And for the rest of us, as long as we live the story's not over either. Somebody quoted something at me the other week which I find terribly appropriate, even though I can't remember who originally said it now (and I'm paraphrasing anyway) -- "Everything always turns out all right in the end, and if it's not all right, it's not the end." So I'm sending that kind of energy out to everybody today. If it's not all right, it's not the end.

Have a fine sort of Monday, everybody. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] kittenpants was away at dance camp (this one time, at dance camp??) for the weekend, so [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I consoled ourselves by playing D&D, going to the movies, eating stuff she doesn't like, shopping, and generally fucking around. And it was good!

The D&D group met on Friday, and finished Chapter 1 of their great adventure. Next time, they'll meet their new traveling companions (mwa ha ha) and head outside the boundaries of the Vitraen Empire to aid some of the Empire's allies. That means [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I get to build a bunch of encounters that are much weirder than anything we've done so far, and we'll also be building the town of Freeport, which is controlled by a coalition that includes (among other interests) religious leaders, the military, and the mafia. Good times. I'm thinking that I'd like to build an LJ-filter for the campaign that will not include any of the players, and post some of the world-building and character-building stuff on it. For one thing, we've been writing little micro-fics about the PC's lives before the game, and handing them out to the players, and I'm pretty proud of some of the writing. I want people to appreciate our twisted genius, you know?

Saturday, we went shopping with the goal of buying [livejournal.com profile] triadruid some pants. This failed, but he did find a nice belt, and I picked up some pirate pajamas (size medium -- who knew?) and a nice red and grey wrap (I'm officially an old woman now, I've bought my first shawl). We also saw Shoot 'Em Up, which was simultaneously hilariously funny, wildly stupid, and amazingly well-choreographed. It also somehow managed to have a gun-control message mixed up in its hash of plot, which was like an extra layer of funny. Clive Owen was deadpan and bad ass, Paul Giamatti was creepy and pussy-whipped, and Monica Belluci was somehow creepy and warm-fuzzy at the same time, so that was all good.

Somewhere during the course of the weekend, I remembered that I can cook if I have to. I made fried catfish on Saturday, with these wildly interesting zucchini 'fries', and then on Sunday made chicken in a vinegar and herb pan sauce with crimini mushrooms, and served the rest of the zucchini (I always overbuy zucchini, for no good reason) in an Alfredo sauce. All of it was surprisingly tasty.

The rest of the weekend would more or less have to go on my TMI filter, if I had one. But I don't. :) Let's just say I'm extremely tired this morning.

Unfortunately, all the weekend goodness was marred by logging on to LJ last night and discovering that Robert Jordan had died, and that some folks that I thought were doing really quite well were actually not doing so well. Ah, life. But the story goes on, in both cases. Mr. Jordan allegedly had told the end of the Wheel of Time series to his wife and other family members, who were sworn to finish the project should he be unable to do so. So that continues (thank the gods - I've only been reading those things for ten years now, and the end is so, so close!). And for the rest of us, as long as we live the story's not over either. Somebody quoted something at me the other week which I find terribly appropriate, even though I can't remember who originally said it now (and I'm paraphrasing anyway) -- "Everything always turns out all right in the end, and if it's not all right, it's not the end." So I'm sending that kind of energy out to everybody today. If it's not all right, it's not the end.

Have a fine sort of Monday, everybody. :)

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