* = Where the crap was awesome LEGO stuff like this when we were kids Steve Gilpin? I mean c'mon if we had rough looking knights and their henchmen LEGO's I can guarantee G.I. Joe NEVER would have gotten ANY play time. It would have been Anthrax 'Attack Of The Killer B's' on the stereo & bloodshed in LEGO Iola!
I thought about it, and this week I simply have nothing to teach you, so instead I’m going to have to just give you…
RANDOM CRAP!
- Well at least I now know why I’ve been so tired. I have a stupid cold. I dodged a bullet in the fact that at least this week we aren’t meeting for the weekly Boardgame Association Of Dark Dave’s Kitchen Table. So I’m going to plow through a significant amount of cough medicine and watch a bunch of crap on the DVR with my beautiful wife. I need to get me brain sharp for the return of Marvel SAGA tomorrow.
- “They love the taste of blood, I don’t what that means, but I know that I mean it”…
- It’s going to be a different vibe with J.B. bowing out. I’ve worked out what I’m going to do, and with the backdrop of Civil War just starting to take shape this is my last opportunity to drop in one more ‘CRAZY’ session before slogging through a bit of the Civil War stuff. I’m still debating on just how much I’m going to allow the players to actually change in the outcome of things when it comes to Civil War itself. Essentially with Jon leaving the group the lynchpin has been pulled. Either we’ll spiral out of control and end up a mess of a game OR we might be able take what’s there and have it become something even better.
- I ate over one hundred shrimp last night, easily.
- Top Ten Metallica Songs (In no particular order) As Of 9:21 Am on 9/23/11;
o Battery
o Orion
o Call Of Ktulu
o Harvester Of Sorrows
o Master Of Puppets
o Fade To Black
o Seek & Destroy
o Am I Evil
o Shortest Straw
o Leper MessiahNo ‘Black’ Album, no Load, no Re-load, etc. So for those of you who like your metal commercial and light do both yourself and me a favor and go back and listen to the band before they went drastically down hill.
- If I were rich I would buy SO MANY F’N MINI’s! Then I’d have someone else paint them.
- Cassandra will be my Co-DM for the December Daylong D&D Ravenloft game. Last night in the car we were discussing puzzle making and ‘mini-games’ for the session. It’s frightening, but I could see this being a ‘gateway’ drug to her actually DMing at some far future date. In the interim I’m very pumped to have someone help me crystallize my ideas, edit them down into more tangible elements, and build something special for everyone.
You know I think that that is really all I got. I’m sort of fried on tired, cough medicine, and ‘shrimp hangover’. In fact if I could I’d just lay my head down on the desk and pass out right now.
“(I pledge allegiance to Budweiser and free drugs)
Peace to Rick James, Anna Nicole Smith, Bill Clinton
And Motley Crue
And anyone else who has ever utilized their 15 minutes
Of fame to realize their true dreams of being an
Absolute jerk off, just to keep the masses entertained
This goes out to learning from the mistakes of others
Bring it on now
Come on
I said come on
I said come on
They call me a jerk, once they get to know me
But they don't stop calling, they read me well
It's no work if I was phony, I'd win a trophy
Who needs to make records when there's seeds to sell
Freak the bell, and make it all spin crooked
God please help, too much grim to look at
Grab the tree by the limb and shook it
Like, "Have you seen my self esteem, where the hell'd you put it?"
Oh wait, never mind, I found it in a bottle
Drunk at the Troubadour talking to a model
Wrecked the rental on Santa Monica Boulevard
I was headed to the El Rey to slap a security guard
Rowdy, stubborn, loud and arrogant
As American as apple pie and embarrassment
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another national disgrace
Dumb and ignorant, drunk and belligerent
Open up your heart y'all, come on and let me in
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another national disgrace
The liquor gets hold of the head liver's soul
Blurry on Sixth Street and Red River Road
Last thing I remember was the Ogden Theatre
Backstage bathroom making out with all three of ya
Kicked out of Topcats... for where I put the vomit at
Finally passed out in a laundry mat
Malnourished and topless, slurring and obnoxious
Like, "Yo, we got this!"
The Zodiac Killers 'bout to rock this
At the Great American Music Hall, pissin on the box office
Pick apart the detail, alcohol and females
All around the world same song
Houseton and Ludlow, Maxfish, Vampire
You poor the beer and I'll bring the satire
No prob, I'll play the part of doorknob and make it look
So good you're gonna wish that it was your job
Rowdy, stubborn, loud and arrogant
As American as apple pie and embarrassment
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another national disgrace
Dumb and ignorant, drunk and belligerent
Open up your heart y'all, come on and let me in
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another national disgrace
It's all about the hangovers, and late checkouts
Maid banging on the door like, "Wake up! Get Out!"
But Come on mami, y'all probably don't want me comin'
Out like a Zombie brushing teeth in the lobby
This is a career, not a hobby
Ain't no reason to fear what you wanna see
Hey paparazzi, don't you wanna watch me quote the
Fonzi and then crash his Mazaradi?
Sweat pants, t-shirt, mesh hat, blue blockers
Feeding Jack D. to a room full of teenie boppers
Howdy neighbor, take a shot for flavor
Let's debate whether or not we should punch the waiter
I'm just kidding, let's love each other
It goes lick, swallow, suck, and order another
Do what you like, don't nobody care
It's a sign of success only in America
Rowdy, stubborn, loud and arrogant
As American as apple pie and embarrassment
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another national disgrace
Dumb and ignorant, drunk and belligerent
Open up your heart y'all, come on and let me in
Package the kid's face, put it on display
Look ma!, another national disgrace
I didn't cooome to start no trouble or hurt no one
I'm just heeere to get drunk, party, and have some fun”
* = December D&D, STEEL THYSELVES!
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