la vida kariya
Well, I completed my old-man collection with a recent addition over break. To compliment my old-man jacket and old-man shoes, I now have an old-man car. The mighty mini-van is being replaced with a 2000 Buick Century, and while on the scale of senior-citizen vehicles, the Century does not rank highest, my particular car was previously owned by my grandparents, and thusly smells like them. It is in relatively good shape, minus several scratches and cracks owing to my grandfather's poor eyesight. It only has 40k miles on it, so it should last a good long while.
Which leads me to the story of the minor miracle my grandfather experienced. The reason why this vehicle is available to me now is because my aunt and uncle bought my grandpa a new light-pickup. While grandpa was playing around with his new truck, he discovered he wasn't quite sure how to release the parking brake. So he puts the truck in neutral and gets out of the car to get a better look below the steering wheel to find the brake release. Find the release he does, but in releasing it, forgets the reason why the parking brake was on in the first place - the truck was parked on an incline. The open door knocks my grandfather to the ground, and his new truck proceeds to RUN HIM OVER. By some providence, no bones were broken, and he got up and walked away under his own power with only bruises.
So, after that bit of excitement, my dad and I came home to Minnesota for the holiday. It's been excruciatingly boring because I've spent every moment of it working on school-work and research, and it looks as though the work-load won't relent until Christmas. I'll be looking forward to New Years muchisimo.
I'm finally a week away from coming to a decision on my thesis. I'll either be doing my project on defining territory in space, or measuring how the opening of the Northwest Passage will impact trade and defense. While I believe the former would be more interesting, the latter has more literature available to work from.
The world that I DM for in Iowa is coming along well enough. I've been angered by the flakiness of some of my players during the last two weeks, but I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised that shit eventually intervenes when you play weekly. There is currently some crossing-of-worlds between the current game and Anoralia, the campaign I led in Indiana. Adam: Belivar made an appearance that I will send you a blurb about as time permits, and Micah, your PC along with Stephanie's will have a chance to weigh in eventually too.
I hope everyone had a good holiday, I'll see you in January!
Which leads me to the story of the minor miracle my grandfather experienced. The reason why this vehicle is available to me now is because my aunt and uncle bought my grandpa a new light-pickup. While grandpa was playing around with his new truck, he discovered he wasn't quite sure how to release the parking brake. So he puts the truck in neutral and gets out of the car to get a better look below the steering wheel to find the brake release. Find the release he does, but in releasing it, forgets the reason why the parking brake was on in the first place - the truck was parked on an incline. The open door knocks my grandfather to the ground, and his new truck proceeds to RUN HIM OVER. By some providence, no bones were broken, and he got up and walked away under his own power with only bruises.
So, after that bit of excitement, my dad and I came home to Minnesota for the holiday. It's been excruciatingly boring because I've spent every moment of it working on school-work and research, and it looks as though the work-load won't relent until Christmas. I'll be looking forward to New Years muchisimo.
I'm finally a week away from coming to a decision on my thesis. I'll either be doing my project on defining territory in space, or measuring how the opening of the Northwest Passage will impact trade and defense. While I believe the former would be more interesting, the latter has more literature available to work from.
The world that I DM for in Iowa is coming along well enough. I've been angered by the flakiness of some of my players during the last two weeks, but I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised that shit eventually intervenes when you play weekly. There is currently some crossing-of-worlds between the current game and Anoralia, the campaign I led in Indiana. Adam: Belivar made an appearance that I will send you a blurb about as time permits, and Micah, your PC along with Stephanie's will have a chance to weigh in eventually too.
I hope everyone had a good holiday, I'll see you in January!