Whirlwind of a Weekend

It was a four day weekend for us. Events included:

Thanksgiving with R.'s family (Thursday). Four hours became a six hour event.

D&D with friends on Friday. Six hour game became nine.

LA Auto Show with friends. Four hours became eight. Yikes!

Sunday was recovery day. Guess why....

Catching Up

Boy, it's been a busy last few weeks, hasn't it?

Besides the election, I've been focusing on the Chrysler/GM merger; possible government bailout/loan (you say tomato, I say...) for Detroit; and SEMA. Blogging here at Words, Weights, Whatever is the last thing on my mind when I get home and log on.

More stuff to follow. Next up: role-playing games (and how!)

Rejected!

I got my first rejection message for a submission. Yay! On my way (again!) to getting published...!
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Carpe Diem (seize the day)

Peeking In

Yes, I'm still alive. Too much work, too much gaming, spouse time, and too little sleep. More posts coming
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Carpe Diem (seize the day)

Weekend Words. Getting Cancelled

I run a monthly 3.x game.

For those who don't know what "3.x", that is my abbreviation for the prior edition of Dungeons & Dragons. Though there's a goodly number of gamers who view the current fourth edition version, or "4E", not "true D&D", it has the the official name and support courtesy of Wizards of the Coast and owner Hasbro. Thus, I'll treat it as such.

Anyway, I was suppose to run my game this Sunday. I admit I felt hesitant; not only had it been months since the last game, but I've been feeling burned out from gaming so much over the past few weeks.

I began to prep Friday at one of the local coffeeshops. Talk about odd people! There, one of the customers conversed loudly to his friends on-line about his psychotropic meds while I received commentary from one the staff on another stabbing a business owner nearby. The Spouse paid a short visit before heading home with our decaf espresso.

On Saturday, the "storyteller" in me began to rouse, filling in spots in the "Age of Wyrms" metaplot for my 3.x campaign. By the time evening hit, I could not shut my Muse up much to the amusement of my spouse. Oh! We spent the day eating, browsing bookstores, napping (me), visiting a local hobby store, and watching anime.

The game got cancelled.

I could understand why. The hosts' entire family was sick. Yes, it was disappointing but I bounced back quickly. Thus Sunday was spent starting with a brunch, then hitting more bookstores. I got a haircut and spending some time up at one of my FLGS. Oh, and I slept a lot. And we watched a lot of kewl anime.

I give the weekend 4 out of 5 stars.

Twenty Three Hundred

Oh, my. Only one more post left.

so, how'd I do? Well, I discovered that my penchant for following multiple thoughts served me well in this experiment. If I had written down each one as a reminder and posted one each day, I could have easily filled a month or even more. All I have to do is think "what if...?" and bam! There's a post.

So what were some of those thoughts that crossed my mind? Well:

• What if I had sex with those co-workers whom I thought were attractive? What would we do? What would we say? And would I submit it to Penthouse?
• Why do I like Mazda cars so much?
• Superman is such a wuss. Here's why....
• Why normally smart gamers get stupid over 3.x versus 4E.
• G. should/shouldn't be a writer. (Here's why....)

Fifteenth Hour

My eyeballs feel like boiled eggs.

That's a problem when you work in front of a computer all day. Information --specifically, written information -- is your "product" day in and day out. All my blog posts, my team's posts, blog images, and communication are always in front of an Alt-tab away.

There's no letup, especially in this day and age. "Information overload" is a real issue for many of us in media. I spent a good half-hour to sometimes an hour each working day both in email and the Internet culling the so-called wheat from the chaff(?) to find my diamonds in the rough auto news. I post between 15 to 26 new posts a day during the week. That's a lot of diamonds to find. Then there all these images....

But here's the "sad" thing. You know what I do when I get home? Yup, that's right. After a brief nap, I boot up my laptop and start the process all over again but with new topics (e.g., personal blog posts, rpgs, news, etc.) I hope that, one day, we'll have artificial eyes, for I can see (get it?) that I'm going to need them.
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Carpe Diem (seize the day)

Twelve Hours

One of my "faults" is that I, once I figure I like something, I can be quite obsessive about the new interest. The Spouse has seen it over and over: books, comic books, religion, cars, and role-playing games.

Now I'm interested in personal blogging as opposed to my blogger job. Today I'm going to generate one post per hour from noon until midnight. And these won't be half-arsed posts like a couple of sentences each. No, each will be at least four meaningful sentences.

So what will I be covering? Originally, I was going to cover what I did during my job. I decided finally that blogging about blogging was, well, kinda boring. Instead, I'll figure a topic at the spur of the moment. The Spouse always said I'm chockfull of ideas. Let's put that to the test, shall we?

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Carpe Diem (seize the day)