When: January 30, 6:00 PM (ish)
Where: Jimmy’s Pub – http://jimmyspub.net
Who: You
RSVP:
If you’ve got a Facebook account: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=262177585761&ref=share
If you don’t, drop me an email, or just drop on by. :)
When: January 30, 6:00 PM (ish)
Where: Jimmy’s Pub – http://jimmyspub.net
Who: You
RSVP:
If you’ve got a Facebook account: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=262177585761&ref=share
If you don’t, drop me an email, or just drop on by. :)
(12:23:05 PM) verla: hi
(12:24:10 PM) David Crampton: Do I know you?
(12:24:11 PM) verla: hi
(12:24:18 PM) verla: hi how are you today?
(12:24:27 PM) David Crampton: I asked you if I knew you.
(12:24:38 PM) verla: my name is paris I’m doing great today I’m 21 yrs old how old are you?
(12:27:33 PM) David Crampton: Oh, that’s wonderful, I’ve seen your spam in my hotmail account before. I’m really hoping that you’re some sort of software, otherwise I can’t imagine how you sleep at night. Now, how about you disappear into the ether and never bother me again.
(12:27:34 PM) verla: hi
(12:27:54 PM) verla: listen hun, I am just about to start my webcam show with jen, come chat me there in my chat room? We can cyber, I will get naked if u do..lol!
(12:28:01 PM) David Crampton: Die in a fire.
(12:28:21 PM) verla: I can show u how to watch free if u promise not to tell anyone else how to do it???PLEASE:-$
My apologies for dropping off of the radar for a bit. In no particular order, here’s some updates:
Kids: Infections. I’m not going to go into specific, but both Aidan and Cian are on more than one antibiotic each.
Job: What job? That’s right, I’ve joined the ranks of the unemployed. At least this time they told me that I didn’t do anything wrong. Working on finding another job, and launching a start-up. Yes, small businesses can be called that in Michigan. There’s no rule against it.
More kids: I’m going to be a Dad again. I feel like making some sort of comment bragging about my virility, fertility, and general awesomeness of my loin area. *gestures to groin* But I won’t, because if nothing else, I’m classy.
Transformers: So, this game looks like it’s got all of the awesomeness of every Transformers universe ever written about, filmed, cartoonified, or published in comic book form. In fact, this looks a lot like what Mosier and myself had envisioned a while back. I WANT THIS NOW PLEASE. Enjoy the trailer. :)
EVE Online: Spent another hour and a half online the other night, and ended up out of Minmatar space, in a Gallante Federation station. I had clicked the wrong bookmark in People & Places, set it as my destination, and let the autopilot do the work. I saw some nifty jump gate designs that I hadn’t witnessed before. Totally worth the trip.
Due to the craziness of the week, I totally forgot to make the weekly announcement.
On Friday, a new Fight or Flight comic went live. Yay artwork!
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): “The common idea that success spoils people by making them vain, egotistic, and self-complacent is erroneous,” wrote W. Somerset Maugham. “On the contrary, it makes them, for the most part, humble, tolerant, and kind.” I think the trajectory of your journey during the last 12 months tends to confirm his theory, Taurus. According to my analysis, you set new benchmarks for your personal best in 2009, while at the same time becoming a wiser, riper human being. Congrats! Now get out there and capitalize on the grace you’ve earned. Be as organized as possible as you share the fruits of your progress.
Those Minmatar space stations, those are solid-looking pieces of construction, I tell you what. I mean, of course, they’re policed to hell and back. Sure, you could attack someone in one of these high-security zones, but you’d have ships swarming all over you in an instant. And who knows if your pod would survive? There are places, rough places, out away from the empires, where that sort of thing is the way it goes, all the time. But here, in the heart of the Minmatar Republic, a noob like me can feel safe training up before heading out into lawless space.
I like space ships. Out there, in the depths of space (noob system Ryddinjorn), no one can hear you scream. But they can watch you take a picture of a mining colony as you learn the basics of ship control. But, I hear you say, you’re such an awesome podder! You took to it like a fish to water! How could you possibly need training? Well, boys and girls, there’s quite the space piloting learning curve when welded into a life-support pod that can download your consciousness and send it to a waiting clone in the event of your death. Quite the curve, indeed.
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Can you pull off a mid-course correction while hurtling through the air across a chasm during a leap of faith? If anyone is capable of such a feat, you are. However, I’d prefer it if that wasn’t necessary. I’d rather see you prepare a little better, like by procuring the help you’d need to create a safety net or sturdy bridge that will stretch across the chasm. Or by getting one of those jet packs to strap across your back and allow you to fly. Or by taking as much guesswork as possible out of the details about how you’re going to get from the edge of one cliff to the edge on the other side.