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With WoW down, and my day off not instantly disintegrating to my MMO habit, I find myself prepping for a session for Ages of Aldra that's already prepped. As I am looking over all the stuff I am using, I had a brief nostalgic thought of when I'd get to sit at a coffee shop or the student union with titles similar to these... Exemplars of Evil, Book of Vile Darkness, Tyrants of the Nine Hells, Hordes of the Abyss, and Lords of Madness

I actually miss the horrified stares... hmmm... who knew.
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A Chicken.

Or a cheap Final Fantasy Rip-Off.

540g for an epic? Screw that... CoH lets me fly for free.


May. 20th, 2007 08:10 am
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Getting it on with my fellow Jabba. We went to the Motor City Comic Con yesterday. It was a blast to be back in the "weird-as-majority" vibe I generally only got at Conduit. I think I need to lay off the second Whopper with lunch though...
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I don't really do this but I saw this on my new DVD and had to share it. I give you the Flash trapped in Lex Luthor's body... wait for it... in a bathroom:

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Giant flying robot hammerhead sharks with machine gun eyes.

Who wouldn't want to smash one with a Nth Metal Mace?

God I love superheroes.
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Sorry I don't write more.

Its odd because I like to write and share, its an integral part of me. I do note though that the happier I am, the less I seem to do it. I am not big on the "suffering artist" theme and don't believe I need to be miserable to make art.

That said, I don't really feel like its my only option either. I think that has a lot to do with it. When I have been upset or frustrated in the past, I have so few lines to cling on to find vents and show myself, and I tend to flood places with words and images. Funny as it is, I probably think about writing more often lately, but I do tend to do it less.

It may also have something to do with getting my main to 50 on CoH and playing the Epic Kheldian Archtypes too....


Its happiness... I swear.
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Hmmm... guess its National Coming Out Day...

...so anyway...

Just finished making characters with James, Nessa, Don, Rob, Craig, and Dave. Oddly, I feel even more home than I have since James and I started settling in here in Minnesota. I guess some part of me had been thinking I had to give up all of my life from Utah. But... Its totally possible to keep the important part. I never felt that I'd not be friends with them again...

...but I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel like I was growing less connected to them.

Tonight helped so much for that feeling. And as an added bonus James was a trooper and rolled up a pretty darn cool character himself. Should be a riot. It was really great being able to feel together with some of the old crew.

Glad they didn't give up on me.

My dude, my home, my adopted dog, AND my friends.

Heh... if I keep this up, I'll be as the locals say to an exclusion, "All set."

Now if we can just keep roping James' old friends into MTGO... bwahahaha...

I'd try to tempt [livejournal.com profile] joshjeffcoat and [livejournal.com profile] samblasted but I know better.
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The Minneapolis Transit On-Line Trip-Planner is a demon-spawned piece of crap.
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Yesterday was rough and I will have to leave it at that.

If there are any fantasy readers catching this, and you aren't too snooty to give an RPG inspired series a go Richard Baker's Last Mythal series is awesome, and you don't need to wait for all three like I had to:

Forsaken HouseFarthest ReachFinal Gate

Just finishing the whole thing and it delivers. Also a decent intro in to Forgotten Realms history for those curious about the setting. Though reading Evermeet Isle of Elves might be advisable if you want even more of that stuff prior to reading them.

Otherwise, I accidentally spent the whole day at home cooking and cleaning up from said cooking, looked around a bit on-line for folks to chat too but none of you guys were around, so I played City of Heroes after some much needed updating. Super-Speed + Siphon-Speed + Inertial-Reduction + Sprint = Zoom!
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Hey all... due to some... lame reasons I may have temporariliy defriended you. Don't worry... it will be fixed soon.
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After a VERY, VERY frustrating day at work I went to have some self indulgent fun, (and keep people safe from me) and decided to take in the movie Zoom. Despite one of the most rabid fans of the superhuman and comic book culture I know, and long term readers should know....

Do not go see Zoom.

Unless you have a six year old niece you have to babysit.

Or you feel comfortable sneaking a fifth of your favorite hard liquor into the theatre with you.

Because, coming from a hard core superhero nerd... that movie blew. Seriously, some of the effects were ok, but.. I enjoyed Ultraviolet more... 'nuff said.


Jul. 28th, 2006 08:54 am
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So as of roughly 8pm last night, I am a Minnesotan.

Still lots of work to do, and my heart isn't all here yet... but as much emotional turbulence as I felt on the trip... sad, angry, and confused... hopeful, dreaming, and excited... I never really felt worried. Just the natural process of leaving so much behind and coming to so much to learn.

But my heart is still hovering... waiting for the final piece to be in place.

Anyway... I am still exhausted... I hope you all have a great day.
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King of Kolob

Here is a pic from Gilgal while James [livejournal.com profile] jguy70 was here in town with me. Gilgal Gardens is a place that sums up a lot about a Utah and my experiences of living here. Its unique, strangely beautiful, and a little off... just like Utah. As I was walking around today I kept thinking about how that as of next week, this won't really be home anymore.

Actually, its not home now either.

Home right now is a cartain smile, a wrinkled white t-shirt, and a flashing text message indicator. The heat has left the bed cold for a few days now and no place specific right is where I belong. That's all gonna change soon. But I will be remembering this place, and its part in my Origin Story. I love Utah and I will treasure it... no doubt I will return.d

But right now there is a greater love going on in me... and it wins.
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Just a quick note to tell you all I am not dead. Just been spending a wonderful week with [livejournal.com profile] jguy70 and showing him around the mountains and backroads of the state. Sadly there has been little to no internet access so the updates have been sparse... but there will be some back entries... and backreading on all of you.

Till then... Have a great whenever and I will catch up soon.
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Thanks to all of you (WHO) still read me despite my tendencies not to edit well, or you know... at all on occasion.

Edit: Even this post needed editing.


Jun. 8th, 2006 05:57 am
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I haven't needed an alarm to wake up in over a week.

I am gonna call that a good thing.


May. 18th, 2006 01:49 am
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Skype is working like a charm so my ability to contact people during the Bear Pride week in Chicago is intact! W00t.

Now.. who wants me to be able to reach them?


May. 17th, 2006 12:55 am
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You know a session of gaming went well when no one notices its an hour and a half after the scheduled ending time,

More geekery here! Just add click! )

Ow. Ow. Ow.

May. 3rd, 2006 10:10 am
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Part of yesterday's body work other than the haircut was a very vigorous (and self-punishing?) workout. I was supremely cocky as I finished the lifting and my laps in the pool thinking "I barely even feel winded." to myself. My pulse elevated long enough for the point of it all and the weights were focused on some neglect areas, felt pretty good about it. Until this morning.

The soft fuzzy glow of coming to consciousness is normally the only part of my sleep cycle that I enjoy outside of dreams. The pleasant small motions of everything feeling good, like nuzzling the teet of creation. This morning? Oh hell no. I woke up by my old school land-line phone (it has an actual bell in it) after 5 hours of sleep (CoH). I am know to flop-crouch both in and out of bed. Imagine whale-ninja. I did the front flop onto the floor and as I instinctively grabbed the phone it hit me. Press machine. Leg lifts. Over 20 laps in the pool. I all hit me... in a crippling wave of agony that made my answering the phone a breathy croak.

I finished the call, and then tried to re-flop and dropping myself into what more or less felt like a pile of swinging hammers. No peace in my bed today, so now I wake.

I need a massage.... though I'd probably cry like a little girl if someone tried.


Apr. 30th, 2006 05:41 pm
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So I was coming in from the underground garage where Don dropped me off after work, and I had been thinking about the day. Noticed a guy with his son, and they were walking the parallel path through the lot. Could only just catch glances of them in the breaks between columns and cars. Eventually we converged through different doors into the elevator room.

The man was stunning. Great eyes, solid frame, goatee and nice peronality. The boy was a bit of a straw-blond ghost. Blue eyes radiated guarded curiosity, he couldn't have been more than four. He looked a good deal like me at his age. I said, "Hi." I always treat kids like adults. The often are pretty responsive. He was a bit scared and relieved to run into the elevator which quickly crowded. As we all hit our buttons, his father asked me to hit the fifth floor. And off the elevator went. It stopped.

And the boy raced out.

His dad called after him. He slowed down, looked around, and eventually slowly seemed to agree with his father that it was not there floor. First Floor came up. He did it again. On the second he was almost around the corner. And he never felt stupid or angry when he father corrected him. He wasn't being mischevious or playing a game. He just got corrected, went back in, and then back out the next time.

It was always his floor.

That kind of confident simplicity is so absent in most adults. Always checking ourselves and doubting... its rare that we just get off the lift and go our way fearless of being right. Shameless in being wrong. It was beautiful.
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