Yule Be Sorry

Dreamy dream dream…

Last night I had some interesting dreams. I won’t bore you with all the details, but I will say this:

– I dreamt that at the swimming pool they had switched the men’s and women’s change rooms, so I walked into the women’s but nobody seemed to notice or care. I couldn’t find the locker with my clothes, and buddy that’s a bit too close to high school dreams for me.

– I dreamt a song which I could remember when I woke up, but I didn’t think it was interesting enough to record. In the dream it was too reminiscent of a Bjork song (which in real life I’m sure did not exist). I don’t remember the song now.

– I was wearing earplugs for a while this morning while I slept, and in my dream I had kernels of cooked corn in my ears.

Frisky Frolics

On Tuesday, after swimming, Anghold and I went to the Safeway. Earlier that day we had been talking about how sometimes I stop listening when Ang is talking. Now of course, I cannot deny that that happens – it happens with everybody who talks to me, as my mind is prone to wander – but my contention is that sometimes I just seem to be not listening, when in fact I am. That is neither here nor there for the purposes of this story, however. While shopping in the Safeway, Ang asked me if I had my Safeway Club Card, to which I responded affirmative. Then, as we went through the checkout, Ang was giving the clerk a bunch of phone numbers that weren’t working, and I was confused as to why. So I leaned over and quietly asked “why are you giving her phone numbers?”

“Because I don’t have my Safeway Club Card with me.” Ang said.
“I have mine right here. I told you that. Weren’t you listening?” I said.
“Well I guess I wasn’t.”
“Oh! Well now! How the tables have turned!”

…and it went on from there, so much so that the checkout lady said that we were having a “lover’s quarrel.” I shot here a glance as if to say “can you believe this bitch?” We kept up the ruse for our own amusement, and after we left the shop we had a good chuckle. I think we made everyone in line behind us feel uncomfortable with our public squabble. It was hilarious. Ang says that happens all the time with her brother, Chrishold.

Yule Be Sorry

Chris Woods, artist extraordinaire, asked me what I wanted for Christmas. First mistake, big boy. I should track down that list from my birthday. In fact I think I’ll put a link to it on the column on the left. Awwww yeah. Whoever said giving was better than receiving? Actually – the best present would be if you went into your local gaming store and bought/ordered a copy of Spaceship Zero the RPG. Failing that – I hope everyone will take note of this: I have too much crap! If it’s not useful, it’s just going to go into the closet or get sold on ebay. I’m making it my mission to give gifts this year that are INDISPENSIBLE.

Wal-Mart bashing.

I surf the web for fun and education:

Wal-Mart bashing.

Do with these reported facts what you will. They are taken from a PBS documentary.

Musicians are at the mercy of Wal-Mart’s stringent content rules, forcing many to create “sanitized” versions of their albums specifically for the discount chain.

The rapid turnover – 70 percent of employees leave within the first year – is attributed to a lack of recognition and inadequate pay. The majority of its employees with children live below the poverty line. The health insurance package is so expensive (employees pay 35 percent – almost double the national average) that less than half opt to buy it.

“Buy American” banners are prominently placed throughout its stores; however, the majority of its goods are made outside the U.S. and often in sweatshops. By taking its orders abroad, Wal-Mart has forced many U.S. manufacturers out of business. In 1991, labor inspectors found labels for Wal-Mart brands being made in Manhattan’s Chinatown. There, 16 and 17 year-old Chinese immigrants without permits had been working for one month without being paid.

The Invisigoths

I thought of another good band name: The Invisigoths.

Kids, if you’re ever on Fir and 7th, there’s a really good French restaurant on the northwest corner. Kitty corner to the Diane Farris Gallery. Poutine and hot goat cheese salad for all.

Yesterday Marlo, Mr. Chris and I went to Opus to buy art supplies. I went to the till twice inside 10 minutes and was served by the same clerk – she didn’t recognize me. In fact, inbetween trips, she mistook me for Mr. Chris. I deem her an idiot. Hmmm. that could be a good ESL dialogue. I bought pencils and paper and some really neat pens. After we got back we played Scrabble. Then I went to Coquitlame to enjoy late night swimming with Ang Hold and then I raided her fridge. She drove back and we played Conquest Beyond.

You know…for fun!

I think I have finally caught Mr. Chris’ cold. The good news is: I am a cute girl – KISS

Paying For Commercials

Mr. Chris AKA Stewie AKA my roommate got the Firefly complete series on DVD yesterday in the mail FOR FREE! He also got free movie tickets in the mail today. I’m waiting for him to open the envelopes to see what movies they’re for.

I think everyone should be like me: when you pay $5-13 to see a movie, and you’re sitting in the theater, and then they start rewarding your patronage with Coke and car commercials, close your eyes and stick your fingers in your ears and go LALALALALALALA.

Or better yet throw things at the screen and yell BOOOOOO!

I think if everyone yelled BOOOOOO during commercials they’d stop showing them and our quality of life would improve. Or we could go on hunger strikes.
Well, not me, of course. But you guys could.

We have cable again! I learned something from the cable guy today, the wisdom of whom I shall pass along to you. You know those coaxial cables that come with VCRs (the black ones) that you don’t need to screw in, you just push in? They have weak shielding that allows interference on channels 17-22 (the frequency of which is used for ambulances and police). So if you like your channels clean, don’t use them.

Did anybody see that weak, alarmist news article in the past 10 days or so about the return of bedbugs?

Speaking of news: Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger of California proposed cutbacks in therapy for the mentally disabled and in AIDS and poverty programs. Administration officials let it be known that President Bush has decided to back down and repeal his illegal tariffs on foreign steel in order to avoid a trade war with Europe and Japan. President Bush showed up in Iraq for Thanksgiving wearing an Army tracksuit; Bush stayed in the country for two and a half hours, the same amount of time spent by President Lyndon B. Johnson in Vietnam, in 1966. It was revealed that the Queen of England often eats cornflakes for breakfast out of a Tupperware container and that Prince Andrew loves to play jokes on the servants, especially by hiding a puppet called Monkey in a different place every day. U.S. forces fought a major battle with guerrillas in Samarra and killed up to 54 Iraqis; American officials said the casualties were members of the Fedayeen but local residents said that most were civilians who fought back in self-defense. Neil Bush, the president’s brother, has admitted to enjoying the sexual favors of strange women who simply knocked on his door while he was visiting Thailand; Bush said he didn’t know whether the women were prostitutes but noted that they did not ask for money. Georgia’s new rulers, who overthrew Eduard Shevardnadze because they were tired of living in one of the most corrupt nations on earth, began hiring their friends and relatives for important government positions. The Bush Administration approved a research project to develop low-yield bunker-busting nuclear weapons, or “mini-nukes.” American security consultants were using Iraqi guerrillas to test nonstandard “limited-penetration” ammunition that punctures steel but shatters when it hits “soft targets” and creates untreatable wounds. Advanced Digital Solutions announced that it has developed a system to use subdermal implants to make credit-card payments using radio frequency identification, or RFID. Privacy advocates were not amused: “If we establish a robust credit-card network based on RFID chips implanted under the skin,” said one, “we are also creating the infrastructure for potential government surveillance.” A Wal-Mart shopper in Orange City, Florida, was trampled and knocked unconscious during a stampede at a Wal-Mart Supercenter; the stampede occurred at the 6 a.m. opening of a big sale. The victim, who was first in line, was found clutching a DVD player. [The sale offered $29 DVD players. One of the stampeders was heard to say “I’d kill for one of these!”-T] Astronauts on board the international space station reported hearing a weird noise, and scientists figured out how to make trees grow faster. Researchers in Australia were preparing to test a new ultra-convenient female contraceptive spray, and infectious-disease experts suggested that Alexander the Great died of West Nile fever. A serial horse rapist was on the loose in Bigfork, Montana.

Where is Georgia (the country)?

Will Save Vs Dream Dog

I went back to sleep after the cable guys came this morning, and I had a dream. Often I can control my dreams, that’s how I know I’ve got a high Will saving throw (although I was hypnotized once). In my dream, I realized it was a dream and I thought it might be interesting to gather some imperial evidence. To test the resolution of my dream vision I went up to this pickup truck and studied very closely its surface. It was, indeed, very detailed. It looked exactly like a real pickup truck, not just dream-stuff. It had all bubbles and scrapes in its paint job and some sticker on the back with a very professional-looking logo. Then I think there were dogs wandering around the parking lot so I climbed up onto a roof to avoid being attacked. I think I was attacked anyway.

Stoned Gaming

On Saturday I played Mutants and Masterminds: not the Red Skrull game, but the reunion of the Justice Hurricane. I used to play Champions with Jeff GMing in oh, 97 or so, shortly after I moved to Vancouver. It’s ironic that Jeff and I went to the same high school in Chilliwack, and knew all the same people, but never actually met until I moved to Van. Anyway, in the Champions game I played Rhinosferatu (half man, half rhino, all vampire) but rather than renew him I decided to make up a new character for the M&M game: The Beekeeper. He’s fun. His alter ego name is Cedric Doppelpopoulos. Everyone there was drinking and/or smoking pot so although there were many hilarious moments, everything was three times as hilarious to everyone else. Stuart was building things with Lego while we played, and Mike, rather doped up, stepped on the bag Stuart left on the floor and fell over like a tree, right onto the table (and my knee). I thought he had either suddenly died or had an attack of narcolepsy, because he didn’t put his hands out when he fell or in any other way reacted. He just lie on the table for a number of seconds as we all tried to lift his inert body up. Turns out he was fine, though he did cut his hand, we discovered minutes later. Tea, Jeff’s girlfriend, is singing in a band (I don’t know the name) and a greeting was passed on to me from Karen, who plays drums for them (if I recall correctly) and who I was told I know. It’s not unlikely that I know her, but I have no recollection of knowing more than one Karen (my ex-boss who I now do web design for). Nevertheless, I returned the “via” greeting and maybe some day we’ll meet “again.”

Our cable went out on Thursday, but just in the living room – not in Mr. Chris’ room. Two guys came this morning to have a look at it. One of them was a typical repairman specimen who was taken to call objects and situations “her.” They couldn’t get the signal fixed today so we are to expect more visits by another “crew” in the next 2-3 days. In the meantime they gave us a lot of cable and a splicer. I hope all of this is free. It should be, shouldn’t it? I’ll be angry and broke if it’s not.

Yesterday, in addition to writing a few ESL dialogues, I worked on the almost-all-girl campaign that I’m running. I did up a map and got a clearer picture of what the string of adventures will be. Here’s hoping they advance in levels as planned, otherwise I may have to add or remove some scenarios. I’m sure I’ll be able to deal with that if it happens. There’s just a little bit in the middle I need to flesh out (how will they get from here to there?), but overall it’s looking pretty damn interesting. I’ve left lots of opportunities for the players to make decisions that will affect the outcome of the story arc, which I’m sure you’ll all agree is important, rather than just taking them for a ride.

Circa 2nd Century A.D. Deep blue-green in color, the large twenty-sided die incised with a distinct symbol on each of its faces

“Several polyhedra in various materials with similar symbols are known from the Roman period. Modern scholarship has not yet established the game for which these dice were used.”
http://www.christies.com/LotFinder/search/LOTDETAIL.ASP?intObjectID=4205385
I guess it’s true what they say – no original ideas.

“The ground rule is, if you want to enjoy the luxury of being able to buy books anywhere other than Chapters in the future, you must exercise these alternatives now” – Rowan

I didn’t buy anything but a bus transfer on “Buy Nothing Day” (yesterday). As it turns out it had nothing to do with activism, I just didn’t have anything else to buy that day.

Dancing is Funny

I took the skytrain out to Coquitlam to go swimming with Anghold last night, but when we got to the Aquatic Center, there were too many kids, and it was $5 instead of $2 (as we were used to) so we called it off. We played Scrabble instead. Then we went to pick up Hoolie (Ang’s mom) at a Save-On-Foods Christmas Party that was quite something to see. Ang dragged me onto the dance floor and I did the robot. After we dropped off Hoolie at the Hold Home we drove back to my place and rolled up Ang’s D&D character. She decided on an aranea. Should be interesting.

I kind of sort of helped Slater move today. I didn’t get to his place until, oh, 2:30ish or later, I guess. That’s what happens when you don’t go to bed until 6:30am. I thought I’d be too late – and I was too late to help load the couch – but there was a great deal of stuff that wasn’t packed up. Slater had I think a total of 2 boxes, so almost everything was loose: small lamps, dragon incense burners, printers, etc. The big pile of plastic grocery store bags in the living room was a nice thought but ultimately futile. Nevertheless, we managed to tie up the elevator in a most satisfying way and soon we were on the road in the big Budget van. Some SUV smacked into and broke the driver side mirror and traffic was so bad that by the time we got into Langley, I had to go. So Slater rode all that way scrunched up in the cab between the two proper seats for nothing. Darcey kindly dropped me off at the skytrain and I was off to play Mutants and Masterminds at Theo’s. Here’s a brief rundown of what happened in M&M

Luke Cage (Son of Thunder), Indigo & The Red Skrull were transported to a magic-heavy universe where The Mandarin had conquered North America, and mutants were elves/fey. Dr. Strange asked us if we’d go ask Fenris for advice on how to defeat Mandarin and his ally, Fin Fang Foom. (You know all your Marvel history – right?) So we travelled to Nordheim (Norway) where we were greeted by frost giants and Fenris told us that he had recently eaten Magneto (as an aside) and that we had to travel into his belly to collect a magic sword that would help us against Foom. So we did that, and now we’re on our way to…I forget.