I’m just about to leave my job for greener pastures. This place hasn’t been bad- I tried to make the very best of every moment I had. I worked on two novels while I was employed here, and I walked on breaks and lunch as much as I could. This is what I learned about walking in the city in all sorts of situations:

Beware of cars. Some of them are killers. You may think there’s a person inside driving, but what if the car is alive and that person is a prisoner? Cars eat people. Never assume they’re not going to hit you.

If you hear people shouting at each other cross the street. I have seen more domestic disputes spilling out of houses than I care to count. Someone is usually very angry and you don’t want to walk through the middle of that. If it’s outside it’s because someone is leaving and that’s for the best.

If you hear a woman calling a cat, don’t look. Three times I have been blinded by obese women in underwear searching for...

Sylvano the Wasabus

I just came back from my daily walk and I have seen a most amazing sight. A flying man. Yes, you read correctly. I was just coming around a building on the corner and there’s a big intersection just ahead. I’m a terrible day dreamer and my mind wanders all over while my feet do the same. Well, when I turned the corner, there was a man, a large man, and he was flying through the air.

I was stunned. You know those times when you hear just part of a sentence and you already think one thing and then the sentence ends another way? For example:
Tall blonde: I’ve always wanted you
Me Thinking: Yes! It’s mutual! Lake and bikini! Boating!
Tall blonde: to clean out the file room.
This sort of thing happens to me all the time. Either I think rather quickly or I keep slipping in and out of some temporal displacement.

So when I came around the corner I saw a flying man. He was horizontal, about five feet off the ground...

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We will soon have a bit of downtime to repair our backup system. The exact time it will happen is uncertain--anywhere from an hour to 30 hours after posting this.

The downtime should be less than an hour, but these things sometimes have a way of ending up unexpectedly longer.

EDIT: This downtime should happen tonight at 11pm ET.

This maintenance is complete.

truth

Well met!

Sitting' out the blizzard with a Sixpoint Sweet Action at Brinkley's Station, wondering what I ought to do about the state of the World. But this is a Heroscape blog . . .

I wonder how many games of Heroscape are actually played on any given day, on average, and how many more are played during blizzards?


Are play testers really unbiased, or do they have secret favorites that influence strategy and die rolling karma?


If the Varkaanans don't win a bunch of tournaments soon, it'll only be because not enough players own them.


In casual play, they're even better, because point...

kolakoski

You may have heard of “counting coup.” Just in case you haven’t, I’ll explain a little.

Coup is from French, meaning a blow or strike. Counting coup is the Anglo-French title for a dangerous game played by the Plains Indians of North American.

Let me be clear- it wasn’t really a game- the stakes were life and death- but if you counted a coup, you got bragging rights and perhaps an eagle feather to wear.

Counting Coup was easy enough to talk about. During combat, you simply had to get close enough to your enemy and then give them a friendly tap, before escaping unharmed. Striking any blow counted but the most prestigious coups were the most daring- the finger poke in the belly, the tap on the shoulder, the nose twist. Touching the first enemy dead in battle was also counted as a coup, as well as touching enemy fortifications. Stealing horses and weapons from enemy encampments could also be feather worthy.

I think it’s...

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