Since nothing better comes to mind at the moment I thought I’d post up a couple ideas for revising the D&D/d20 roleplaying game system, or at least providing a few alternates to the standard rules.
The idea for today involves changing the system by which damage affects character abilities.
Megan has started a blog. It collects her very astute and witty observations from diverse things like the sitcom Full House, to the book, Sing and dance with the Pennsylvania Dutch. She made me laugh and I’m sure she’ll make you laugh too.
Well Week 1 of the new regimen is over. I won’t lie either, it beat the hell of me. However, rather miraculously the plan is working and progress on the screenplays is not only continuing, but going extremely well. I have a feeling that Week 2 is going to be a lot tougher. And Week 3… I don’t even want to think about yet.
This all means that I’m not really sure how many updates I’ll be doing here on Protozoic, at least while I’m working 9 to 5 and getting up at the crack of dawn to write. However, I’m certain I’ll figure out a way to squeeze in an update or two from time to time (maybe after I get my evenings back from exerting my will against the employment-void by filling out job applications). In any event, I will continue to post weekly reports of the Amieviathan project’s progress here. And of course, I’m sure our other posters will throw up some juicy nuggets of truth here at some point too.
Is there anything else? I saw a deplorable documentary about Chemtrails (2001). It had to be one of the worst produced things I’ve ever seen, not to mention the work of foaming madmen. Really though, what did you expect if you are watching a documentary on chemtrails? So there are highlights for chem-fans, like the interview with William Wallace, and his dog, eh-hem, Braveheart.
Some better, and more enjoyable things I’ve seen here in the past week or so are [The Good Fairy] (1935), directed by William Wyler, The Long Goodbye (1977), directed by Robert Altman, the new Battlestar Galatica (2003), directed by Michael Rymer and Joss Whedon’s Firefly (2002-2003). If you are not particularly interested in chemtrails, watch these things first.
See you in a week.
I sweat a lot. When I say a lot, I mean A LOT. I sweat enough that deodorant is a very big deal to me. Anti-perspirant doesn’t stop me. At all. What it does do is make me not smell as much. I can live with that. What I’ve had problems living with is the fact that I ruin shirts with my deodorant impregnated sweat. I’ve hopped around to various types; normal stick, gels, roll-on, etc.1 After a good 10 years of dedicated deodorant experimentation, I finally settled on plain old Ban roll-on, Regular or Powder Fresh. It looks like this:
I went to the store today to get a new stick. I couldn’t find it. The thought running through my head was, “How the fuck could this enormous grocery store not carry Ban deodorant?” I looked and looked and then finally saw this on the shelf:
Now, we get to the meat of this post. Why the redesign? What on God’s green Earth motivated the odor-free people at Ban to change the color on a stick of deodorant? And why this awful yellowish-green?
1 No sprays for me.
A couple days ago Commander Mark and the Secret City came up in a discusion under the What’s this about? post. I was going through the Puritan archives this morning (looking for something or another) and I came across an old poem I’d done in 2002 as a tribute to the talents of Mark Kistler, Commander Mark. Since it was related to the discussion I’ve posted it here. The poem is actually pretty poor and it doesn’t really do justice to inspiration that Kistler provided a lot of people with. Looking at the poem now, I can’t say as if I even know what I was talking about; other than how dumb of a movie Logan’s Run (1976), directed by Michael Anderson, actually was.
Secret City
Secret City ufos and secret cities commander mark knows how to get there a land where everybody paints little happy trees and is fed, housed and entertained like logan's run no bills just pills under socialist reforms is that the life for me? April 2002
Click on Commander Mark to go to the Secret City.
DJ Webb is now running his own blog, Namrepus Hunter. I looked at the name for a couple days thinking it was slightly odd before I finally had to sit down and figure out what the hell it meant. I have to say, it is a good name, escpecially considering that it came from the same man who rather famously named his own “Master of Flowers” Monk, Mr. Monk.
Click here to read DJ Webb’s blog, Namrepus Hunter.
Thom at Little Chef:
