My roommate Abraham wants to start running a Spirit of the Century game on Saturdays. I will probably also play, as I am having to drop the Sunday game for the summer (boo employment!)
Let me know if you're interested or know someone who might be.
Proponents of the Terrific Erratum often shelter their delusion in semantics. We know our world by the name of Anti-Terra: is it rational, they ask, to suppose that such a name could arise in the absence of a Terran original? Could we conceive of anti-matter without a prior knowledge of matter, or of dis-aster without the daily mercy of a
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Inhabitants of Anti-Terra are occasionally winged, but it is not considered nice to notice this under normal circumstances. Players may at any time spend a fate point to achieve a fleeting state of wing-awareness, which lasts for the duration of a single declared action chosen by the player. Such actions should be on the order of "Ascend the belfry
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Loving v. Virginia is not to the contrary. There the Supreme Court rejected a contention that the assertedly "equal application" of a statute prohibiting interracial marriage immunized the statute from strict scrutiny. The Court had little difficulty concluding that the statute, which applied only to "interracial marriages involving white persons
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I woke up this morning from a dream about a (chaste!) assemblage of people all dressed up as animals, each of whom had their own special power typed on a 3x5 card. The girl wearing cat ears was assigned the power of "frivilege" -- which meant the privilege of behaving frivolously whatever the situation.
Kamala has discovered that excerpts of the peculiar new opera-in-progress she has been workshopping were videotaped and are on the internet. It is about the birth of the industrial proletariat! All the text is taken from the good-conduct rules for the young girls who worked in a particular French silk factory.
"Bistanclac!" represents the sound of
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I made it for the pancakes part of the Groundhog's Day party for the first time, but then I had to be lame and run off to do various family things all day. It was still nice to see people!
Today in the mixed-up files of my financially crooked employers, I ran across a check for three thousand dollars to the LDS church, written last October.
There's an album of Christmas Carols we had on cassette when I was a kid, and it's out of print and I've never been able to find it partly because I couldn't remember what it was called. Well, I just found some songs from it on imeem! Yay! The triangle-ist grooves so hard in this song!