I keep having these images flashing through my head. Images from a story that needs to be told but cannot be written. It's almost like a false memory for me. I would very much like to share them but the words do not flow. They are of course the fragments of the story for the D&D game I run on Mondays. And yes, my players get a small taste of ( Read more... )

Yes, it is that time. Time for all that may to gather under our hallowed dwelling and partake of the feast of plenty. We finally decided it was time to throw a housewarming and we mean to make it a good one ( Read more... )

So I was enjoying my free day off from work today by having Liz over for a bit. We had lunch and hung out at the local zoo. That place sure has seen better days I think. The penguin exhibit...the very first thing you see when you enter the place, was devoid of penguins. I mean, there were none, unless they were disguised as two ducks an a troop ( Read more... )

Like rock stars, my latest batch of role playing characters seem to have burned brightly into the night before Death's cold embrace snuffed them out. This time he came calling to our Saturday D&D game for my Avenger, Purryle Jennar ( Read more... )

Where to begin? Webber was a modest man; a scholar born and raised in Providence, Rhode Island. He graduated from the university in Providence near the top of his class with a degree in anthropology and a dream to see the world. Sadly it was not until the horrific murder of his close friend and mentor, Dr. Baxter, that Webber’s dream was ( Read more... )

Some (one or two) of you that read this journal know that I have been running a 4th Edition D&D game on Mondays for the last couple of weeks. While it's nice to be sitting in the Game Master's chair again, I most certainly remember why I rarely take that responsibility on myself. It's not the work involved, that I don't mind a bit. It's the ( Read more... )

On June 4th, 2004 a man from Gramby, Colorado armored a bulldozer and, in a fit of crazy revenge, turned it on the town to the tune of $7,000,000 in damages. After his rampage he shot himself.

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On June 4th, 2008 a young boy paid tribute to that man's most epic style of vengeance by making a mini Killdozer and sending it on a second rampage through ( Read more... )

No really, I hate when this happens. One week I'm going along enjoying life and feeling all productive and then *bam!* the grasping claws of sloth lock me in their iron grip. Then apathy takes root and soon I'm lost in a daze of laziness from which there is little escape. Each second bleeding into the next for all eternity. The tick of the ( Read more... )

So I have come to believe in a mysterious place not far from my apartment. It is not large, less than a three square mile area to be sure, nestled back from the road. Like a deep forest, with arcane ruins lost to time. I catch glimpses of what lies inside this grove as I drive by it every day. In the center I see a large pond, the creek that ( Read more... )

And DJ's looked fun ( Read more... )