Jeff supports The Boss in all his wise workings.
Especially keeping me going so I can dance all night.
So, there's a lot to get to, I suppose. Complex things too, like authortarian city-states and Japanese anime-horror train robbers.
So, I suppose we'll start with our own Grand-Daddy-of-'em-all, our personal Super Bowl-slash-Wrestlemania: ChiKalb 2008. The blast, to be sure, was immersurable. The title of 'Sexiest Domain in the Cam' will be one that will only be wrested from our cold, writhing, perpetually drunk, but always well-costumed hands. This exstravaganza, though, saw the death of my good friend, Jack. He now sits, emptied and soul-less, atop my fridge. He will not be forgotten.
I sort of ran a game too, terrifying experience as it was, knowing the mercurial tastes of the modern gamer. To my credit though, as I've been told, we never found ourselves in any "rounds", nor calling out numbers to see who gets to do a Thing, nor ever, ever turning five minutes of game-time into an hour of really long real-time. Suffice to say, it was a triumph. I've made a note here: HUGE SUCCESS.
timefornewtoys and I have decided: In ten years, despite any other matrimonials, we are getting married. Y'all will be invited to the Dickson-Pyritz wedding.
Go ahead. Say it out /loud/.
I thought it odd that both of the biggest April Fool's Jokes I found had to do with time travel, whether for productivity or saving the goddamn world.
I've got much love for games I can just pick-up, play for five minutes, and be done with. The latest of these has sorta caught my attention, combining my love for CCG's with my love for not spending hundreds of dollars to collect whole goddamn sets that come out every three months. Although, I can't say that it beats the reigning king.
And finally, I leave you with the greatest example of addition-by-subtraction:
So, there's a lot to get to, I suppose. Complex things too, like authortarian city-states and Japanese anime-horror train robbers.
So, I suppose we'll start with our own Grand-Daddy-of-'em-all, our personal Super Bowl-slash-Wrestlemania: ChiKalb 2008. The blast, to be sure, was immersurable. The title of 'Sexiest Domain in the Cam' will be one that will only be wrested from our cold, writhing, perpetually drunk, but always well-costumed hands. This exstravaganza, though, saw the death of my good friend, Jack. He now sits, emptied and soul-less, atop my fridge. He will not be forgotten.
I sort of ran a game too, terrifying experience as it was, knowing the mercurial tastes of the modern gamer. To my credit though, as I've been told, we never found ourselves in any "rounds", nor calling out numbers to see who gets to do a Thing, nor ever, ever turning five minutes of game-time into an hour of really long real-time. Suffice to say, it was a triumph. I've made a note here: HUGE SUCCESS.
timefornewtoys and I have decided: In ten years, despite any other matrimonials, we are getting married. Y'all will be invited to the Dickson-Pyritz wedding.
Go ahead. Say it out /loud/.
I thought it odd that both of the biggest April Fool's Jokes I found had to do with time travel, whether for productivity or saving the goddamn world.
I've got much love for games I can just pick-up, play for five minutes, and be done with. The latest of these has sorta caught my attention, combining my love for CCG's with my love for not spending hundreds of dollars to collect whole goddamn sets that come out every three months. Although, I can't say that it beats the reigning king.
And finally, I leave you with the greatest example of addition-by-subtraction: