My rainy day craft box

This is hilarious. I found the link courtesy of skepoet.

http://somehedgehog.livejournal.com/245807.html

I was playing Dungeons & Dragons Tiny Adventures on Facebook and just got this for an adventure result:

Sabtabiel approached an old man guarding a rickety bridge spanning a deep ravine. The old man refused to let Sabtabiel pass until she answered a riddle.

Sabtabiel made an Intelligence check with a difficulty of 15 . . . and rolled 17

Sabtabiel tricked the old man into answering his own riddle incorrectly -- which sent the old man flying into the gorge by the power of his own magic. Sabtabiel strolled easily across the bridge.

This is awesome. If Dungeons & Dragons are no longer above winking at the audience like this, then hopefully it will just be a matter of time before I get an adventure result like this:

Sabtabiel enters a crowded bar where patrons roll to see if they are getting drunk.

Sabtabiel made a Charisma check with a difficulty of 18. . . and rolled a 21

Sabtabiel finds chicks there -- and does them!

Oh what happy day...

...So we all set out for the Promised Land. Ready Set Go! (That's a joke that only dungeonwriter will get.)

This has, been, by uberreinigerien standards, a very wild weekend. I've actually been meaning to blog about it for a while now but just haven't had a moment's rest to do so.







Today hasn't seen any social activity, although pinkfaeriestarsand family will be over shortly. Instead I've spent it grocery shopping and washing dishes. If there was a lesson to be learned this weekend it's that being social makes dishes really, really pile up.

On a sadder note, this weekend marks the passing of Charlton Heston; one of the last cinematic giants of his generation. A big, decadent epic film is nothing without an actor who can carry it and Heston's broad shoulders did it time and time again. I admired him as an actor and films like The Ten Commandments and Ben-Hur  are still amazing works of art even to this day. But they would have been nothing without the man who starred in them. Farewell to yet another legend. 

The weekend was nice. I worked days instead of closing each night which meant fun things in the evenings. Saturday's was playing World of Warcraft. Sunday was hanging out with the gaming group at A&A's house. We celebrated the birthdays of arphaxaad and chade66's daughter. We then watched the video of duendegrrl's TOTALLY ass-kicking bellydance recital from a few days ago. I really regret having missed it in person now. And I finally got to make my character for our Buffy roleplaying game.

I haven't been able to game because of closing on Sunday nights. I mentioned to my boss recently that I'd rather open on weekends and viola, two weekends in a row I have day shifts. We'll see whether or not it lasts but I am crossing my fingers.

Today was my day off and I have steadfastly done nothing useful. I will work on writing later on though. I owe unity_of_hours some work on our collaborative project and I owe Lesley a reading of a script she wrote and wants me to write music for.

I work the next six days in a row with Umbridge on every single one of them. If I'm fired by this time next week you'll know why.

Unrelated to anything important, I have rediscovered my love of the metal band Dark Tranquility. Damn but they are good.

I know I keep saying this, but damn I'm tired. I can't wait for this week to be over. I really should have planned this better. Our refrigerator is bare and I don't have time to go grocery shopping until Sunday.

I wanted to get to bed early today, but instead spent the morning wrestling angrily with the computer. For some reason I can't understand, my Norton Anti Virus program decided to explode last night and I keep getting a message which says to uninstall it and reinstall it. But when I do so via add/remove programs and then reinstall, I get the same set of problems. I guess the program must be completely and hopelessly corrupted somehow. The company's website says to uninstall it their way using a special process, but when I do I can't because it requires installing something called an ActiveX control on my computer, which Windows screams at me when I try to do. If I knew what it was or why I shouldn't install it that would help. Anyway, so now I'm stuck with security software I can't get rid of and can't re-install. And running without virus software isn't an option, as I'm sure everyone knows.

On the bright side, Mel further proved her love for me today by driving very far through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered to pick up my copy of Exalted 2nd Edition from the game store while I slept. Now I have anime roleplay goodness to keep me company on the long cold nights.

As much as I bitch about not getting rest, it looks like I might be setting myself up for it all over again. My director told me about a paying gig which is holding auditions early next week. I don't know many of the particulars save that it's an original play and the playwright will be involved in the production. It's only got a cast of two men and one woman, so the odds are slim I'd get cast, but I may as well try. Paid gigs are theoretically what I'm supposed to be doing with my life and education anyway. I'll know more once he e-mails me the information.

Feels like there's a lot to update on, but it's late in the day and I feel like going to bed so I'll be brief. Friday night was my mom's play and it went surprisingly well given all the obstacles they've had. I was expecting a rather standard British parlor mystery and instead was treated to very engaging morality piece in the tradition of the best classic Twilight Zone episodes. It's called An Inspector Calls by J.B. Priestly and if you ever get a chance to see it performed, I suggest you do so.

Saturday's efforts mostly centered around dolling me up for tommorrow's interview. (*Cue Shatner voice* Nerves... can't stop twitching! Bowels... working... too well!) Got a whip-smart professional haircut and found a thirty-four dollar dress shirt on sale for fifteen. YaY! I decided to go ahead and wear the suit I have. If they don't like it... well, they're not gonna say they don't like it, so I won't know. But I think it looks nice and gets the job done so we'll see how it goes. I didn't feel like doing much more shopping after buying the shirt anyway. It was one of those deals where I kept switching lines at the cash register because the others were flowing and the one I was in wasn't moving, only to have the line I moved to stop moving as the person in front of me decided to apply for a store credit card, haggle over a mismarked tag, etc. Particularly wearisome was the woman and her teenaged daughter who looked like they could have been sisters. She was quite the Action MILF, but lo and behold she left her store credit card in St. Josepth, MO where she lives and was all in lather because she wasn't able to use it and get that fifteen percent off on Daughter Dear's pile-o-sweaters. You try spending fifteen minutes standing behind Action MILF and Daughter Dear because you want to buy one lousy shirt and see if YOU feel like looking for a matching suit!

Sunday was a fatass barbecue at megiloth's; the perfect opprotunity to feed my fat ass! In attendance were yaqui, thanis_bloodsto, adonijah74, greenwavedave, pinkfaeriestars, and some other non-LJ users whom I didn't recognize. Der Uberreiniger had to hold in the bulk of his usual obscenities due to the presence of someone's teenaged daughter, but the day still held entertainment enough. Yes, the KC Chief's loss against Buffalo was so terrible that it actually was really entertaining. It's sad when your team gets beat so bad that the high point of the game is using TiVo to watch a husky stadium security guard get wiped out by sliding touchdown again and again and again.

After commesting much meat and charming the party goers with my inimicable personality I went to kakita_shisumo's for gaming. After much bloody combat the last two sessions this game our characters went to a sexy shinding. It was turning out to be a lahv-ley pah-tay until my character went and began delivering prophecies of destruction and great plague. Worst of all, I think that chick liked me. She was made of stone and probably had a lot of miles on her, but damn, she had a sexy husky voice. Oh well, easy come, easy go.

This morning consisted of me getting fucked over by me ex-bank, but I'll spare the boring details on that. I will say this. It's interesting how every single ATM transaction I've ever made while at that bank has credited to my account instantly; the moment the bank opens the next morning at the latest. Yet suddenly, when I empty my account, ATM transactions "may take 1-3 business days" and I'm sucking overdraft charges like they were buttermilk.

After that I think it is definately time to go to bed. The sooner I do, the sooner tomorrow comes. The sooner tomorrow comes, the sooner the damned interview gets over with.