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Technomancer and troubleshooter by trade. Programmer by choice. Creator of Deviant Paradigm, somewhat by accident.
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Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Not to Be
Well, seems I miscounted the hours. The guild election in Imperian ended in a tie, but I wasn't part of it. So we still don't know who will be GM, but it won't be me. In a way, it's a relief. I wasn't sure if I wanted to win or lose, this whole time. But now...I kinda wish I'd have won. It was one of those things that gave me a focus, something I need right now. This means that things are going to get worse. Not for the guild (necessarily) but probably for me. Well, I'll quit whining now...This'll all pass.
Just remembered this image I promised to post. This is one of those pictures that Sapph (you can find his blog on the sidebar) made for me. Yeah, I paid for this one. It's the only way to ensure that I get what I want, instead of what he feels like making. Sometimes what he feels like creating is great stuff, like this one, things I wouldn't mind hanging on the walls -- and sometimes it's not. At the very least not for public display, and highly dependent on personal tastes. But that's something else entirely. As I promised, the group picture Sapph crafted for me.
From left to right: Aya, Av, Sapph, and Mal.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
"My life never ceases finding new and exciting ways to disappoint."
Been in kind of a funk lately. You know, as I said, usual thing for the usual reasons. And, in my infinite foolishness, I've just been making it worse. I've been adding more comics to my reading list, and the other day I added a nice little one called TwoKinds. The kid responsible for it is quite skilled (yes, he does mention his age, and while he's not a kid any longer, he's still five years younger than I am). And perhaps more of a testament to him, I identify with the characters really well. It's a nice story with good art to go with it, and it's a pleasant little furry comic, so right up my alley. Except it's a love story at its heart...which twists my own knife bit. Like I said, just makes things a little harder on me.
In other news, I think I'm getting myself into deep water in Imperian. I'm in the running for guildmaster of my guild now...and I have a reasonable chance to win, I think. Based on how the the Imperian Forums are suddenly jabbering about how Lorekeepers are a viable combat class, they must be hoping for a combatant to come out as GM. I think everyone knows which four of us are up for the election, so I'm really confused as to how they think they're going to get a combatant out of it; unless they count "Suicide-charge" Loenar as some sort of warrior. I'm afraid that might be true -- I was allowed to buy credits from the city that are reserved for combatants a few weeks ago. Maybe being able to fight isn't as important as being willing to fight. I guess we'll see how everything turns out in about another day.
Oh, by the way, the title is a quote from the latest Order of the Stick.
Monday, September 25, 2006
Finally Fight Club
Well, a couple weeks ago I finally saw Fight Club. To be honest, I wasn't nearly as impressed as everyone else. Maybe it's just a case of overblown expectations, but I think there's more to it than that. Oh, don't get me wrong, it was a good movie, but it wasn't a great movie. I'm told it's very quotable, but...Well, I'll get to that in a second.
I think the reason that the movie didn't really get to me is a fundamental difference between my beliefs, the core of my being, and those of the movie. It's not just that the political aspects (support for anarchy, etc...) seems dumb to me. Honestly, I consider anarchy to be the resort of those who have not thought through what they're suggesting yet, or have some fundamental argument against some authority figure and support the concept of anarchy solely because they "don't want to be bossed around anymore," not because they actually understand what anarchy entails beyond never having to follow anyone's directions again. No, my argument with it was something deeper. Let me put it this way: K-PAX resonated with me for all the reasons Fight Club did not. Fight Club espouses an odd view, and almost all of its "quotable" moments fall into this view. Fight Club argues that no one is special -- "You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else." Fundamentally, this bothers me. If you feel like you live a purposeless existance, perhaps this would resonate with you, but not me. I might sometimes feel like I live an existance without hope, but I have never been missing the feeling of purpose. A man makes himself if need be. Sure, you might start out as "not special" so you find an opportunity to make yourself special. Telling everyone that they are not special is as bad as telling everyone that they are. Like respect, this is something you have to earn. And for being someone who occaisionally hears the voice of dissent in his head -- my Wolf is not terribly unlike Tyler Durden -- a lot of the movie seems like so much garbage to me. At its best, it's a good movie, with a strange plot and some interesting bits (along with some very funny ones). At it's worst, it's an annoying bit of claptrap with wacky overtones. Fortunately, Fight Club is far more often at its best than at it worst. Like I said -- it's a good movie. Whether it'll end up in my collection, well, that's something I'm not sure of yet.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Musings of a Technomancer
Just some idle musing of mine. It is equally valid for men and women, so replace things as appropriate, I write from my point of view. In no particular order:
There should be a review of Fight Club (yes, it did take me this long to see it) and a discussion of secrets, lies, and government coming soon. Maybe. You know me.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Sorry for dropping off the edge of the world and leaving everyone hanging. My brother got out of the hospital last Wednesday. I need to call him tomorrow and see how he's doing now, he was still pretty doped up when I spoke with him last week. Thanks to all offering their prayers for him, he's on the road to recovery now.
I got my phone back last Thursday. As it turns out, the officer who found my phone turned it in to the Campus Security Office. Of course, she didn't leave her name or precinct number, so I had no idea where to find it. I was pretty much grasping at straws. Fortunately, one straw was the right one.
I'm hoping to drag myself back to Imperian tonight. I've been gone for two weeks, and there might be a couple people who miss me.
That's really the cause of my latest silence and solitude. I'm feeling a bit depressed, you know, the usual thing. For the usual reason. I'll probably get over it.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
So Much For Good Fortune
Well, it seems my life is rapidly falling apart here. First, my birthday was...okay. Then my folks come up to celebrate with me and my brother immediately ends up in the hospital, so they leave to be with him. Imperian's becoming less fun, so I play it less. Unfortunately, that leaves my responsibilities in the game to just build up on me. Then I lose my phone last night. Someone gave it to the police, evidently, so I'm trying to get it back from them. However, the property room doesn't have it yet, I can't get it directly from any precinct, and the property room is closed tomorrow. That means the earliest I can get my phone back is Thursday. Lovely. And, just to finish out my current run, my watch just stopped and no one will change the batteries in any watch that they didn't sell. This has not been my weekend.
To My Brother
My brother ended up with ruptured appendix this Labor Day weekend while he was out on a trip with his girlfriend. So he was stuck in an emergency room in South Dakota while my parents tore up there to try to see him before he went into surgery. He is recovering, thank God, but I don't know how long he'll be in the hospital before they let him go.
My prayers are with you, bro, and you know I'd take it for you if I could. Get better soon.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
"Hope you like the Shadowlands, Silent Man. You've lost this time!"
Wednesday we finished up the Haunted House in Spycraft, at long last. There's just one problem: I'm not sure I can top this one. It had so many cinematic moments. Honestly, it was one massive role-play adventure -- there was very little combat in it. But it produced comments like the above one, and I had the characters going insane (literally -- Johnny spent some time mumbling to himself about things not making sense) or scared out of their wits. Then at the end we had that tag line, a banishment ceremony that ended with a "Fifth Element"-esque burst of incredible light, Brick shot a keeper (think zombie) in the face then blew the door open with some primer cord Donovan happened to have, and Johnny ran out, fell to his knees and shouted "The house...is clean," then the house promptly collapsed behind him. Then most of the group just dropped from exhaustion. While I'm worried that the Silent Man was a bit too easy to deal with, he did have pretty constant Willpower 20 saving throws battering the players. Apart from that, it was spectacular. Even better, the mission started to pull the curtain away from the cracks in the Conspiracy, which'll leave the characters ready for the Season Finale. There's one more adventure before we do the season finale, a little romp in the middle of nowhere in Nevada, field-testing some new equipment. I think everybody enjoyed themselves. I just hope I can do as well with the season finale. Especially since I've now got them at the point where they'll draw guns when they hear children laughing. I've got my work cut out for me.
And Thursday I turned 23. So far, not much has changed. I guess we'll see if this year is any different.