Oct
31
2016
2

‘A Christmas Carol.’

I actually love Christmas.  But my reaction to the way that Christmas decorations are already going up in many stores? Well…

A Christmas Carol, Tom Lehrer

Oct
31
2016
3

Well, back to less spooky posting tomorrow.

Halloween being over and everything.  I’m not doing NaNoWriMo, before anybody asks: instead I’m going to be actively starting up trying to sell something.  In my experience, the single best way for motivating me into perfecting my craft as an writer has always been to wave money in my face. Obviously, this is just my particular artistic kink, not a general rule; but since it seems to work for me as an impetus for artistic growth I see no reason not to go with it now.

So I figure that we’ll see what November brings.

Oct
31
2016
3

We ended Halloween with my eldest outside…

…giving out candy, and periodically howling at the moon.  So, basically: it was a good Halloween. Even the fog machine worked on the first try, although it turned out to be a fairly pathetic fog machine.  Next year we’ll go with dry ice, I think.

Oct
31
2016
1

The Kind of Unnerving ‘A Dark Song’ trailer.

Just a bit.

Via Shane Ivey, who explains why pretty succinctly: (more…)

Oct
31
2016
1

Annnnnd it’s sundown on Halloween.

Time for the kids to go out, and the kids to arrive.  It’s just the right temperature for trick-or-treating, ghosting through the neighborhood… and adding just a tot of whiskey to your coffee as you contemplate the gathering, friendly dusk. Mom gets to take the kids out, Dad gets to hand out the candy, the kids get more into this every year.

It’s all good.

Oct
31
2016
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Happy Halloween!

Meatball Stroganoff in the slow cooker, pot roast in the oven.  Gotta get the pumpkins out and the Giant Double-Boiler Pot of Candy; the kids are home, but they shouldn’t be in their costumes for at least another four, five hours. And the downstairs could use some cleaning.  I’ll let my wife worry about the fog machine, which she finally convinced herself she deserved after all*.

But first, another cup of coffee.

Moe Lane

*Don’t look at me: I’m not about to tell my wife she doesn’t deserve a fog machine. Of course she deserves a fog machine. I mean, really.

Oct
30
2016
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Gonna do a Meatball Stroganoff tomorrow, I think.

The kids are home and the afternoon will be busy, so something I can start in the morning and slow cook all day sounds about right.  Should have gotten some mushrooms, though.  Ach, well.  I probably should also do something with that roast that we were supposed to cook this evening, too…

Sorry. Tomorrow’s menu and Michael Jackson’s Beat It are pretty much the only two things of interest to me right at this moment. Dunno why.

Oct
30
2016
11

The ‘That Just Ain’t Right’ Life movie trailer.

Welp.  I suspect that my wife is not going to want to watch this one.  She’s not a fan of her gorge rising.

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Oct
30
2016
2

My PJ Lifestyle piece on fixing broken campaigns.

Found here. Short version: a blown-up campaign is not always the GM’s fault, but it usually is the GM’s fault and that’s the way it goes. I tend to light-hand my campaigns, myself.

Oct
30
2016
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Adventure seed: “Kozlov’s Endemic Pattern-Layering Syndrome.”

Kozlov’s Endemic Pattern-Layering Syndrome – Google Docs

Kozlov’s Endemic Pattern-Layering Syndrome

(Blame this.)

This unique disease was named after Sergei Kozlov, a minor bureaucratic official working at Naryan-Mar during the Khrushchev regime.  On December 16, 1960 Comrade Kozlov was admitted to a state facility for observation after it was discovered that the pattern on his pajamas had spread to his wrists and ankles – and that removing his pajamas revealed that the same pattern had colonized the rest of his body, albeit at a much slower rate. Over the next four months the condition was studied, meticulously: Koslov’s Pattern spread until it covered the entire body, then began imposing itself on the hospital bed and floor.   Throughout Kozlov continually complained of mild headaches, nervous irritation, and shadow sensations every time somebody touched or otherwise interacted with the Pattern-infected areas.

In April of 1961 two members of the medical team studying Kozlov also came down with his Syndrome, despite the best quarantine protocols known at the time (the hospital had long since been evacuated, with the patients and the staff either sequestered onsite, or relocated to Ilimsk).  All three patients subsequently reported being hyper-aware (and accurately so) of each other’s positions and opinions at all times, as well as the ability to perceive ‘Pattern-Seeds’ supposedly growing in all human brains.  When one patient (surviving records are unclear which) proved the existence of Pattern-Seeds by forcibly infecting a researcher with Kozlov’s Syndrome — at a short distance, and through two layers of glass — offsite Soviet officials responded by remotely flooding the hospital area with yperite, demolishing the entire block with earthmoving equipment and captured POWs, loading the rubble, equipment, and POWs onto a series of cargo containers usually used for transporting plutonium, transporting the containers via ship to Sukhoy-Nos, portaging the ship to the inland test center there, and then detonating the RDS-220 hydrogen bomb directly overhead.

No further outbreaks of Kozlov’s Syndrome have since been reported.  However, in 1985 a KGB internal directive flat-out forbade all personnel from drinking water from the Ust-Ilimsk Reservoir, under any circumstances whatsoever.  The originator of this directive remains classified to this day. As is this entire dossier, really: it only got revealed to the world because it had been misfiled and included into another set of documents that got swept up in the Mitrokhin Archives.  And at that, the person who grabbed it believed that he was duplicating what was essentially disinformation against… somebody?  To be fair, it probably is.

Check it out anyway, of course.

Oct
30
2016
1

Tweet of the Day, Satan Apparently Set Up A Franchise edition.

I find this all incredibly entertaining, considering that there’s some question whether Lucifer and Satan are even meant to represent the same entity, theologically speaking. It’s a fascinating subject, really. As long as you keep in mind that at any given time any of the people writing about might suddenly go off on a tangent that would allow them to slingshot-orbit Pluto.

…Which has nothing to do with sleazy pulp covers, sorry.

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