February 26th, 2008

Lannister

Blither Blather

Right now, I'm in one of those spots where every time I start a post, I get about three paragraphs in and find myself going, "Shit, I don't want to read this, and it happened to me," and deleting the entry.

It's not that things are going badly, just that it all seems rather trivial.  But what the hell.  A few things.

Infirmity Status:  No headaches for the past two days, even with a really crappy night's sleep last night.  On the other hand, I'm pretty sure I'm the only person on the planet who can put himself into knee and wrist braces while organizing his comics collection.

Work Status:  No headaches here either.  A couple of time-consuming projects on the agenda, but nothing too untoward.  I did manage a stunning Stupid Human Trick today while perched atop a ladder.  Several of my co-workers were in the area and the topic of the general durability of BlackBerrys came up.  I mentioned I'd dropped mine in a toilet not long ago and as I unholstered it to show it functions fine, I fumbled it.  Badly.  Then managed to get about three abortive juggling grabs at it (I have very fast hands) before it plummeted, bounced off the side of the ladder and hit the floor, spilling its battery and generally causing much hilarity.  Also, it survived the fall just fine.

Other Stuff:  I voted this morning in the Democratic primary.  Particularly enjoyable was getting to put an X by the name of a friend, who's running for the state legislature in my district.  Of course, he's running unopposed in the primary and is a bit of a long-shot, but it's cool to know that if things fall out, I'll be on a first-name basis with my state congresscritter.

Tonight is supposed to mark the end of arch_scrivener's long-running D&D campaign.  I joined the group at about the halfway mark of the story and my character, Laurelyn, is by just about any reasonable metric, my longest-running D&D character ever.  Today at lunch, I was leveling him up for one last time (I can now cast Dimension Door) and I realized that even if he survives the night, this is basically it for him.  The Bard gets a lot of flack in D&D circles as underpowered or a Jack-of-All-Trades-Master-of-None, and the class isn't even going to be part of the initial core offerings in 4th Edition, but I've really enjoyed playing the support role.

The other part of the equation is that when I first created him, I really barely knew how to play the game.  I mean, I grokked the major concepts, but a lot of the more intricate bits were just sort of glossed over in my mind.  Today, while I'm hardly a rules lawyer (and certainly not one of the calibre of drelmo ordrangelo, or "The Yoots") I am conversant with the system, and given where I was a year and a half ago, I'm kind of surprised.  So tonight is sort of landmark, if you will.

Anyway, leveling him up was kind of bittersweet.  I've grown attached to this ridiculous fellow. I hope he survives the final battle.  Someone will have to tell the heroic tale when all is said and done.