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The Tak
20 June 2008 @ 08:13 pm
Hey everyone, I know I've been bad about not posting lately. I just wanted to give everyone a heads up. We're going to be in Chicago this weekend, for Wizard World Con, which boasts 58,000 people (A -lot- more than the cons we've been doing that average 3-500 O.o) So this is our first massive con and...well...hopefully it'll go well!

If anyone'll be in the area next weekend, let me know!

btw

www.funandfluffy.com

:D
 
 
The Tak
04 March 2008 @ 10:16 pm
Someone died, earlier today. Someone I never met, and to be completely honest someone whose name I don't recall ever having heard before today. And yet, I find myself deeply saddened.

Gary Gygax, one of the men responsible for creating Dungeons and Dragons died today. Dungeons and Dragons is something I haven't played in years, something I've barely even thought about. But looking back I can't remember how many nights or weekends were spent with my wife-then-girlfriend, and all my friends plundering a dungeon. Tweaking the nose of a goblin king. Yelling at our mage for casting the wrong spell.

For a few hours, I wasn't a shut in geek, I was a hero. We all got to be the heroes we really wanted to be. They gave us the chance to be heroes. How many others have given us that?

Those memories are priceless. It was something friends and I shared, and that man gave us the tools. I have deep respect for someone who wants to create something, and share it with the world, and even more for someone who wants -others- to create.

From being a half dragon rogue stealing the heart of a vampire, to playing kender mages casting grease spells to topple giants, people took what he created and ran with it in so many absurd directions, and we loved it. In a lot of ways, I have to think the people who worked so hard to let us create those worlds deserve a moment, and acknowledgment of that affection.

The world feels a little bit smaller, when someone who did so much passes away. But in his wake, countless other worlds have been created. To everyone whose ever gotten even a moment of enjoyment out of these games, I'd ask we all take a few seconds to dig out those old character sheets, that d20, or those source books and remember just how much it meant to us at one point or another.

There will always be one more dragon to fight. One more princess to rescue. One more dungeon to raid.

Thank you Gary Gyrax, and everyone else who worked so hard to create fun.
 
 
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The Tak
03 March 2008 @ 09:14 pm
I rode a mechanical bull.

Go figure.

It was my friend's birthday and she really, really wanted to see someone ride a mechanical bull. Her boyfriend was too much of a wuss to try, so I gave it a go.

Did I do well?

Not really

But I can now say I've ridden a mechanical bull. Not something I ever thought I'd do.

Yay me.
 
 
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
 
 
The Tak
22 February 2008 @ 05:23 pm
I just bought CS3

*Squeeeeeeeeee*

P.S. My credit card now hates me.
 
 
Current Mood: excitedexcited
 
 
The Tak
20 February 2008 @ 07:59 pm
Okay, I'm not the first person to rant and rave about celebrities, and I won't be the last. But something just struck me as very, very sickening recently.

6 million dollars, for the first pictures of a celebrity's baby. I forget who, someone I know but the name just escapes me in the midst of this rant.

6 million dollars. What. The. Fuck. Now, I know that isn't some crazy pervert out there who has that kind of money, but a newspaper/tabloid/media company of some kind that is basically wanting the 'first scoop' for themselves. But what the hell? Do we, as the general public care -that- much that the news company is willing to dump that much money for pictures of something small, messy and noisy? Do you know how many families that could feed, for how many years in africa? In 1985 Liveaid had hoped to raise 1 million to help defeat world hunger. Without batting an eye we spend 6 million on pictures of a fucking baby. Not since Anne Geddes has there been such a crazy demand. (No I have nothing against Anne Geddes, it was just a peppering of humour in an otherwise angry post.)

And then, 30 seconds later they were playing a bit on how to do "the red carpet" and this one woman was wearing 15 thousand in makeup, a 16 thousand dollar dress, and 90 thousand dollars worth of diamond jewelry. I do not begrudge celebrities making lots of money for what they do but my god, when did luxury cross the line into insane excess?

How much help could that 121,000 have done for families in need? I know some people who will never see that much in their lifetime.

And yet we, society in general eat it up. We seem to want to know, we need to know whether Britney has dropped her baby again, and who is sleeping with who. We have entire channels devoted to it, whole newspapers and magazines and I am just honestly sickened.

Am I guilty of it too? Of course. I'm as guilty as the next person, but I think it's time we finally stop, step back look at the big picture and say "So what?" they're just people, people who want to have lives of their own. Lets stop focusing on them and start looking towards some things that really -need- our attention.

*sigh* Anyone who read that, thank you for taking the time.
 
 
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
 
 
 
The Tak
20 September 2007 @ 07:46 pm
Sorry for the big span of time between the posts, I've been pretty frazzled.

Here's what happened, before and after.

I went outside to get something out of my sister in law's trunk. Two dogs, my neighbor's dogs came up and attacked me. Now, I've been around dogs all my life, I'm not inherantly afraid of them, I've even trained some for other people. So I was lucky in that I know about how they think, and what -not- to do.

At first they were just barking and snapping, and I stared them down. You don't back down when a dog is getting up at you, you make sure you're the alpha dog. The problem was there was more than one of them, and the other one kept running around behind me and it was hard to keep control of the situation. They kept encircling me and whenever the one would get behind me and I would turn, the other would snap at me. Fortunately the only thing he ever got was my shorts, but he -could- have torn my leg apart.

I managed to get out of there, but I was seriously shaken. I was freaked out, and I -know- for a fact that animal control has been called on those dogs more than once, by my -other- neighbor, the one who has two little daughters. I can only shudder to think what those dogs would have done if it had been someone else who didn't know what to do, and keep calm. Or Primus forbid, a child.

Despite that, I grabbed a hockey stick (no Canadian jokes ;P) and escorted her to the car. 3 steps away from the door but I felt it was important to do that, despite how upset I already was. It was a good thing I did too because they came rushing out and attacked again. She got into the car fine, but I had a very, very tough time getting back to the house, keeping them away with a stick. I managed to get back into the house but I was shakey as hell...something I couldn't afford to be in front of them. You can't show fear, and I didn't but the moment I was through the door I just about colapsed, from shaking.

It wasn't until hours later, when we were out at the -store- miles away from home, that I realized how shaken up I was, I kept expecting one of them to come rushing out at me, no matter where we were. I'm seriously freaked, and trying to spend some time calming down.

As to the Animal Control people...that was pretty useless. The guy who came was polite, it wasn't like he was a jerk, but he didn't -do- anything. He asked a few questions, went and looked for the dogs (who had retreated to their property). He managed to get -one- of them locked into the fenced area and said "I don't know where the other is, but that one won't get out again" and...it was almost kind of funny that as he said that the dog he'd locked came running back out again. He went after them again but couldn't get them again...and said "They'll stay on their property now" (yeah right) and that there was nothing he could do since the dogs count as 'private property' and were -on- private property. All I could do was call them if something else happened...seriously...wtf.

So...I'm pretty shaken up, but I'm okay. Going to be a little reclusive for a while.

Thanks for the concern guys, it really does mean a lot to me.
 
 
Current Mood: scaredscared
 
 
The Tak
20 September 2007 @ 12:43 pm
I got attacked by a couple of dogs today. I called animal control, they should be here in a bit. More on that when they're gone.
 
 
Current Mood: stressedstressed
 
 
The Tak
17 September 2007 @ 10:20 pm
Answer the following as best you can. No cheating.

My name:

Who is the love of my life:

Where did we meet:

Take a stab at my middle name:

How long have you known me:

When is the last time that we saw each other:

Do I smoke:

Do I drink:

What was your first impression of upon meeting me/seeing me:

Do I have any siblings:

What's one of my favorite things to do:

Am I funny:

What's my favorite type of music:

What is the best feature about me:

Am I shy or outgoing:

Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules:

Do I have any special talents:

Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, or something else (what):

Have you ever hugged me:

Do you miss me...do you think i miss you:

What is my favorite food:

Have you ever had a crush on me:

If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be:

What's your favorite memory of me:

Who do I like right now:

What is my worst habit:

If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what is the one thing I would bring?

Are we friends:

Do you want us to be more than friends?

Will you repost this so I can do it for you?
 
 
The Tak
01 July 2007 @ 10:29 pm
Less than 24 hours people. 24 hours.
 
 
The Tak
18 June 2007 @ 11:33 pm



2 more weeks people. 2 more weeks.

Fuck. Yes.