I was invited to go on a kayaking trip today. Something outdoors and fun, I thought. Makes a change from Bloodbowl , so I went.
First canoe wasn't too successful. I capsized twice. It was so small and nimble that I had trouble controlling it. The least stroke sent it careening over the lake surface. The instructors then took pity on me an offered me a substantially larger canoe, the Star Destroyer of canoes. Much more to my taste. It took an effort to change its direction and was considerably more stable. In this I was able to power back and forth across the lake at a fair rate of knots. Groovy. It was a shame when the hour was up. I hope to go back again soon.
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Friday, June 04, 2004
Oh, God...my head is completely...
...fine! How about that? I know it doesn't dserve to be, the sheer amount of booze I put away last night but there you go. Onward to a fine day of bloodbowling and faff then.
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4:50 am and I'm totally smashed
Dirty Fairy and Cool Car Guy decided to throw a bar-b-q. Fair enough. Myself, Beren and Luthien and Bubble and Ooze were also in attendance. (Note: one unmarried guy among the couples.) Many meat feasts later and we retired to the living room to consume more alcohol after Beren and Luthien left.
Much talk into the wee small hours ensued after a relocation to Bubble and Ooze's place after we had finished all the booze in the other flat.
This included the very bad idea of internet purity tests, which I lost. (92% on the hundred pointer and 95% on the 1500 pointer.)
I left at 4:10am and ran into BTBubble on the way down the road. Strange coincidence as I had previously met her on the way to work at 11:30am on Saturday. Short discussion ensued as we had previously worked together at Purgatory Ltd. Weird.
I've now got back home and found Double Barrel sleeping on my couch. I wonder what the Ubergeek has got up to in my absence...
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Much talk into the wee small hours ensued after a relocation to Bubble and Ooze's place after we had finished all the booze in the other flat.
This included the very bad idea of internet purity tests, which I lost. (92% on the hundred pointer and 95% on the 1500 pointer.)
I left at 4:10am and ran into BTBubble on the way down the road. Strange coincidence as I had previously met her on the way to work at 11:30am on Saturday. Short discussion ensued as we had previously worked together at Purgatory Ltd. Weird.
I've now got back home and found Double Barrel sleeping on my couch. I wonder what the Ubergeek has got up to in my absence...
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Good Luck!
I'd like to take this opportunity to wish my good friend ChocolateMuffin all the best as she's going into hospital for an operation tomorrow. It isn't anything serious and she should be out within 24hrs but it's traditional to wish people good luck on such occasions, so...
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Saturday, May 29, 2004
And Finally...
I should be embarrassed to put this in public, but...
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Friday, May 28, 2004
It's 1:00am and I'm drunk again
Yes, Slacker, I do like the music from Force Commander. I've got it.
But seriously, eating people? In this day and age?
By the way, I'm just back from Agent Grey's Birthday Bar-B-Q and it was fun. Steaming chunks of carbonized dead animal, booze, discussions on Terrorism with Tinuviel and Mystery Girl and on Prophecies with Chaos and the Ubergeek.
I can't remember quite what I ate, but I do remember that Dirty Fairy and Cool car Guy weren't in attendance. Coincidence?
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Monday, May 17, 2004
Disappointed
You are a MASTER of the English language!
While your English is not exactly perfect,
you are still more grammatically correct than
just about every American. Still, there is
always room for improvement...
How grammatically sound are you?
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I thought I was better than this. Nuts.
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A man can never have too many books*
*Except when he's moving house.
Spent a fair chunk of today helping a friend move house. Many, many boxes of books. How come paper is so heavy? 'Muffin says it's because there's less air in the boxes but I don't believe her. It's paper, for gods sake...
And tomorrow after I finish work I'll do it all over again and help Sylvia move as well. I hope there's no bodies under the wool, I have nowhere in mind to shift them...
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Spent a fair chunk of today helping a friend move house. Many, many boxes of books. How come paper is so heavy? 'Muffin says it's because there's less air in the boxes but I don't believe her. It's paper, for gods sake...
And tomorrow after I finish work I'll do it all over again and help Sylvia move as well. I hope there's no bodies under the wool, I have nowhere in mind to shift them...
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New title...
...And I didn't even get charged £1,000,000 for it.
Decided to change the title of my Blogg for two reasons:
1 - I don't muse very often
2 - It differentiates it from Creative Slacker's Blogg.
I've been meaning to do this for a while but since I was playing about with the controls on the new format of blogspot, I thought I'd do it now.
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Decided to change the title of my Blogg for two reasons:
1 - I don't muse very often
2 - It differentiates it from Creative Slacker's Blogg.
I've been meaning to do this for a while but since I was playing about with the controls on the new format of blogspot, I thought I'd do it now.
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Sunday, May 16, 2004
DAFTAs
Well that's that for another year. The highs and lows of the society have been reached and our peers have selected the great and the good from among us. What am I talking about?
The DAFTAs of course!
The DURPS Awards For Theatrical Absurdity.
The 6th annual awards ceremony was held yesterday and once again I was compere-ing it with my partner in crime, Rules Monkey. As usual it was good for all of us to get together and recount many glorious lies of battle and single out the best and worst of them for accolades and ridicule. I love this day and long may it continue. You can see the results here
Afterwards we retired and watched Terry slate the acts in the Eurovision Song Contest. This is a great BBC institution and a worthy laugh. As usual the voting made no sense but the company was fine. On to the Ukraine next year!
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The DAFTAs of course!
The DURPS Awards For Theatrical Absurdity.
The 6th annual awards ceremony was held yesterday and once again I was compere-ing it with my partner in crime, Rules Monkey. As usual it was good for all of us to get together and recount many glorious lies of battle and single out the best and worst of them for accolades and ridicule. I love this day and long may it continue. You can see the results here
Afterwards we retired and watched Terry slate the acts in the Eurovision Song Contest. This is a great BBC institution and a worthy laugh. As usual the voting made no sense but the company was fine. On to the Ukraine next year!
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Sunday, May 09, 2004
WARNING - Alcohol induced self pity ahead!
It's 2:03am and I'm a bit tipsy. Not staggering-around-fall-on-your-face-drunk nor I've-lost-the-volume-control-on-my-voice-and-everyone-is-my-friend-drunk. Just tipsy enough to get an attack of the maudlins probably brought about by the introspective walk in the rain I've just taken. Rats. I should never be allowed to combine rain, solitude and alcohol without at least a walkman.
It goes something like this: I'm in the minority.
"Earthshaking!" you cry. "You're a gamer!"
No I know this. I'm in a rapidly increasing minority of gamers. Single gamers. (Groans from the audience, catcalls of get over it abound.)
There's fewer and fewer of us as time goes by. Soon I'll be that last bastion of geekdom. The Gamer Single Bloke. And it's starting to rankle more and more. The number of couples I can name of the top of my head is worrying. Soon there'll be none of us left. Already I feel like the comedy bloke in the American Light Drama. You know, the one everyone cheers when he appears for his weekly cameo. The one the girlfriend disapproves of. The one who drags the star into the amusing scrape of the week.
Perhaps I should embrace this trend. If it continues I'll become the Mcguffin in my friend's lives. After all, what else should the High Priest of Mcguffin aspire to?
Rewarding as this sounds, I wonder when I'll get a plotline of my own...
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It goes something like this: I'm in the minority.
"Earthshaking!" you cry. "You're a gamer!"
No I know this. I'm in a rapidly increasing minority of gamers. Single gamers. (Groans from the audience, catcalls of get over it abound.)
There's fewer and fewer of us as time goes by. Soon I'll be that last bastion of geekdom. The Gamer Single Bloke. And it's starting to rankle more and more. The number of couples I can name of the top of my head is worrying. Soon there'll be none of us left. Already I feel like the comedy bloke in the American Light Drama. You know, the one everyone cheers when he appears for his weekly cameo. The one the girlfriend disapproves of. The one who drags the star into the amusing scrape of the week.
Perhaps I should embrace this trend. If it continues I'll become the Mcguffin in my friend's lives. After all, what else should the High Priest of Mcguffin aspire to?
Rewarding as this sounds, I wonder when I'll get a plotline of my own...
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Monday, May 03, 2004
Playing Hooky
I've just had a very pleasant weekend away.
No.
That's not strong enough.
Start again.
I've just had a DAMNED FINE TIME!
That covers it.
It started at the start of the week when I was reminded that I was invited on this trip. "Damn", sez I, "I'm not sure if I can get the time off". "Try", sez they and thus I do. One spurious family emergency later and no small amount of guilt on my part (self administered I hasten to add) and off we go to Lossiemouth. (The even further North.)
But it wasn't the frozen North! We had good weather! I even got burned!! That's not happened in over 15 years. We blokes (Cool Car Guy, Agent Grey, Beren, Greenstreet and myself) wallowed in manly pursuits like wood hewing and the like whilst the ladies (Dirty Fairy, Tinuviel and 'Muffin) applauded and gathered twigs and the like. There was booze and food aplenty, ancient ceremonies on beaches, bonfires, faff, Pop-Up Pirate and more. Seven hours on the beach! Fresh air exercise and friends. Huzzah. Gifts that had been made were exchanged (I'm kak-handed so no gifts were made. A blot on my personal landscape but all silver linings have a cloud).
The flat we stayed in was perfect. This is no hyperbolic exaggeration. It really was. I'd go back like a shot if I could. Many, many thanks to 'Muffins folks for letting us use it. In fact, I will go back and take the LAAG with me for a weekend or a week if permitted (I know which I'm angling for). It's now 4.10 am and I'm knacked. I'd describe the weekend better only that'd be effort.
Singing
"How many investigators can you get
In a Cthullu culties garden"
I'll be humming that for weeks...
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No.
That's not strong enough.
Start again.
I've just had a DAMNED FINE TIME!
That covers it.
It started at the start of the week when I was reminded that I was invited on this trip. "Damn", sez I, "I'm not sure if I can get the time off". "Try", sez they and thus I do. One spurious family emergency later and no small amount of guilt on my part (self administered I hasten to add) and off we go to Lossiemouth. (The even further North.)
But it wasn't the frozen North! We had good weather! I even got burned!! That's not happened in over 15 years. We blokes (Cool Car Guy, Agent Grey, Beren, Greenstreet and myself) wallowed in manly pursuits like wood hewing and the like whilst the ladies (Dirty Fairy, Tinuviel and 'Muffin) applauded and gathered twigs and the like. There was booze and food aplenty, ancient ceremonies on beaches, bonfires, faff, Pop-Up Pirate and more. Seven hours on the beach! Fresh air exercise and friends. Huzzah. Gifts that had been made were exchanged (I'm kak-handed so no gifts were made. A blot on my personal landscape but all silver linings have a cloud).
The flat we stayed in was perfect. This is no hyperbolic exaggeration. It really was. I'd go back like a shot if I could. Many, many thanks to 'Muffins folks for letting us use it. In fact, I will go back and take the LAAG with me for a weekend or a week if permitted (I know which I'm angling for). It's now 4.10 am and I'm knacked. I'd describe the weekend better only that'd be effort.
Singing
"How many investigators can you get
In a Cthullu culties garden"
I'll be humming that for weeks...
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Tuesday, April 20, 2004
I don't know why I bother
I found this on Slacker's Blogg.
you are the "you suck, and that's sad"
happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bit
brutal.
which happy bunny are you?
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I could go anywhere to get insulted, but home is best...
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you are the "you suck, and that's sad"
happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bit
brutal.
which happy bunny are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
I could go anywhere to get insulted, but home is best...
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Monday, April 19, 2004
Faster than a speeding bullet...
Yaaaaay!!!
Braodband is cool. Web pages just happen. How did I live without it? I've been messing with it for most of the day and may not quit just yet...
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Braodband is cool. Web pages just happen. How did I live without it? I've been messing with it for most of the day and may not quit just yet...
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The Scouring of the Bus
Well, that's the Nationals weekend almost over for me. I've attended, imbibed, played, faffed, sat behind the wheel of the bus and shouted at 2-3 in the morning (sorry!) and all sorts of other stuff. The bus is clean and back at the university car park.
So why is my weekend not over yet?
'Cause I've still got to give back the keys and the log book! For some reason, there's no-one about at 3:30am at the union. Curious...
But back to the main event! The team achieved their goal! We didn't win! That prize went to BURPS of Bradford. Expect great big comedy bombs next year. The General got an honourable mention for his Wood Elf army painting, Horse Girl came third in Homebrew (I suspect socialite was overly stern in marking to avoid cries of "fix!"), Slacker came second in open action (check out his Blogg soon to see how smug he'll be!) and Oddie came first in the Steel Yourself category (swashbuckling) again. Cool.
For myself, I was forced to play D20 Star Wars on both days with argumentative players. Nothing could be done without at least 4 people wanting a say in the minutiae of any plan. Dull. To make matters worse, on the first day, my character didn't seem to be designed with the scenario in mind. Nothing to do. Ho-Hum. I think I'm going to give SW a miss from now on. Yes, it is my favourite system, but you need good players and a good GM to make it work. SW is about banter, defying the odds and making it up as you go along. Not detailed plans and a 15 minute discussion about if we should go up or down in the turbolift first. I think I'll try systemless next year. No dice, no system, just solid roleplaying.
A vote of thanks on two counts here to Horse Girl and 'Muffin. They made SPECTACULAR costumes for the fancy dress part of our weekend and also acted as angels of mercy when Oddie's crew became stranded after a car crash; 'Muffin fetching them on the day and therefore not getting in until 11pm on the Friday and then both of them returning the victims on the Sunday. Cheers, guys! With any luck you'll be able to see the photo's of the cozzies on one of the bloggs soon and also get a chance to see Agent Grey's K-9 as well. It's really cool too.
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So why is my weekend not over yet?
'Cause I've still got to give back the keys and the log book! For some reason, there's no-one about at 3:30am at the union. Curious...
But back to the main event! The team achieved their goal! We didn't win! That prize went to BURPS of Bradford. Expect great big comedy bombs next year. The General got an honourable mention for his Wood Elf army painting, Horse Girl came third in Homebrew (I suspect socialite was overly stern in marking to avoid cries of "fix!"), Slacker came second in open action (check out his Blogg soon to see how smug he'll be!) and Oddie came first in the Steel Yourself category (swashbuckling) again. Cool.
For myself, I was forced to play D20 Star Wars on both days with argumentative players. Nothing could be done without at least 4 people wanting a say in the minutiae of any plan. Dull. To make matters worse, on the first day, my character didn't seem to be designed with the scenario in mind. Nothing to do. Ho-Hum. I think I'm going to give SW a miss from now on. Yes, it is my favourite system, but you need good players and a good GM to make it work. SW is about banter, defying the odds and making it up as you go along. Not detailed plans and a 15 minute discussion about if we should go up or down in the turbolift first. I think I'll try systemless next year. No dice, no system, just solid roleplaying.
A vote of thanks on two counts here to Horse Girl and 'Muffin. They made SPECTACULAR costumes for the fancy dress part of our weekend and also acted as angels of mercy when Oddie's crew became stranded after a car crash; 'Muffin fetching them on the day and therefore not getting in until 11pm on the Friday and then both of them returning the victims on the Sunday. Cheers, guys! With any luck you'll be able to see the photo's of the cozzies on one of the bloggs soon and also get a chance to see Agent Grey's K-9 as well. It's really cool too.
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Tuesday, April 13, 2004
For Neither Love Nor Money...
I hate shopping for clothes. It's one of my least favourite pastimes. It ranks up there with going to the bank or having a tooth extracted. The problem is all those trendy shops. The assistants look at me as if I've dropped off a UFO. OK, I dress scruffily and am not the right shape, but come on...at least pay me no attention rather than the normal derisive curiosity.
Today I wouldn't have minded so much only NO SHOP IN DUNDEE stocks this simple item of clothing. I spent two hours looking for one and didn't find any. Not one. Once upon a time, a few years ago, you couldn't enter a shop without tripping over several rails of them.
What is it?
A waistcoat.
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Today I wouldn't have minded so much only NO SHOP IN DUNDEE stocks this simple item of clothing. I spent two hours looking for one and didn't find any. Not one. Once upon a time, a few years ago, you couldn't enter a shop without tripping over several rails of them.
What is it?
A waistcoat.
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Monday, April 12, 2004
6:05am and I'm quite sober...
Makes a change. Well, not really. I'm normally a very sober person, it's just that recent posts may have skewed the impression.
I've had a very tiring week. 19 days without a day off, a 50hr week and a friend's stag night at the end of it all. Wow. It's a wonder that I'm still sane.
Today, well...Yesterday now, was declared a day of faff. I got to wake up late, potter about, watch the Americans make a hash of Scrapheap challenge and go to the cinema with Slacker. I can wholly recommend Shaun of the Dead. Spaced the Movie but more so. I didn't miss either the £5 or the two hours spent watching it. The movie was very clever and the opening sequence was a very smart insight into modern living. Go see it if you like Channel 4 Brit Com.
As to why I'm still awake? Slacker loaned me the new Battlestar Galactica miniseries. I loved it! It was a very good take on a childhood favourite. The only thing missingwass the original music (which made a couple of cameos). The female Starbuck didn't change the character at all and thecharacterizationn of Baltar was inspired. The only drawback? Boxy lives! (Noooooooo!)
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I've had a very tiring week. 19 days without a day off, a 50hr week and a friend's stag night at the end of it all. Wow. It's a wonder that I'm still sane.
Today, well...Yesterday now, was declared a day of faff. I got to wake up late, potter about, watch the Americans make a hash of Scrapheap challenge and go to the cinema with Slacker. I can wholly recommend Shaun of the Dead. Spaced the Movie but more so. I didn't miss either the £5 or the two hours spent watching it. The movie was very clever and the opening sequence was a very smart insight into modern living. Go see it if you like Channel 4 Brit Com.
As to why I'm still awake? Slacker loaned me the new Battlestar Galactica miniseries. I loved it! It was a very good take on a childhood favourite. The only thing missingwass the original music (which made a couple of cameos). The female Starbuck didn't change the character at all and thecharacterizationn of Baltar was inspired. The only drawback? Boxy lives! (Noooooooo!)
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