Monday 26 July 2004

  • One man out of his mind, the other out of his... Another shocking link from blueyoohoo.


    I felt my IQ drop while watching SG-1.  To be honest, it wasn't the episode, it was the commercial for Icebreakers Liquid Ice.  So, I decide to complain about it here, and while finding the previous link I discover that it starred Paris Hilton and Jessica Simpson.  I recognise those names from my coworkers that watch The Simple Life.  No wonder I felt my IQ drop.  The exploits I hear about those two always make me ashamed to be of the same species. 

     

    Anyway, in this episode Agent Barrett and Sam have this whole Mulder and Scully thing going that is kind of cute.  Meanwhile, its raining outside finally.  I had hoped that would happen as I mowed my lawn this evening.  LOL, you've got to love it when the big scarey alien gives you the silent treatment in a holding cell.  Here it comes! 

     

    Anyway, I'm sure you don't want play-by-play of SG1.  Eight days ago An, Tina, and I went to Dragon Bowl before watching Night of the Lepus. 

     

    Oh, stab!  The final line of this episode is awesome.  Have I mentioned how much I love this episode.  In fact after Night of the Lepus Tina went to bed while An and I watched this same episode last weekend. 

     

    Then on Sunday, I met my mother and step-father at mass.  He wanted to watch me lector.  That was nice of him.  Because of my duties I missed the Paladium game that was held at Webb's house.  Wayne called and told me about it that night after mass.  They met a man with a sword which cursed him with eternal life.  Forth Fang took the sword to help end his life, and agreed to take the sword to a dwarven forge to unmake it.  Then they went to his village to get his name.  The elf staged an archery contest in their village, in which Fletcher won second place.  The wolfen accepted a duel with a passing knight of the Wolfen empire.  And that's all I know of what happened.

     

    Friday was Monte's Star Trek Feng Shui campaign, this time up here at my place.  We followed the map down the river to the village housing the orb.  As we staked it out we discovered that the other members of our tour were prisoners of the village.  Then, suddenly, we found ourselves in a pitched battle aboard a starship:  Starfleet personell versus Romulans and Klingons!  Keoc was in full Klingon gear on one side while Ben, Fiora, and Mathias were in full Starfleet gear on the other.  Keoc immediately crouched low and began shouting that the orb had done something to us. 

     

    And did it ever!  Fiora was now a lieutenant medical officer, Ben a lieutenant commander, and Mathias a lieutenant security officer.  Even more bizarre, Fiora was no longer a Vulcan, but an Andoran!  Mathias was no longer a Betazed but a Ferengi!  Eventually we defeated all of the Klingons and Romulans except Keoc, took him into custody, and decided to go to Ben's room on the ship to discover what happened.  It was ten years later to the day.  We pulled up a news article of our rescue from the Bajoran enclave which showed us as our new races rather than our original.  We pulled up Starfleet records from our Academy freshman year and discovered that even those showed our new races.  Apparently we all graduated from the Academy, with Keoc resigning his commission and joining the Klingon Empire. 

     

    That's when the door chirped.  It was a Vulcan and a Cardassian claiming to be the two security cadets who fell under the arrows of the Bajoran enclave!  So we went to Medical and tested each of us.  Ben and Keoc had slight traces of dilithium in their bloodstream, but the rest of us checked out clean. 

     

    Saturday was Steve's FR3.0.  Kitty and Rusty had to replace their dishwashing machine, so they missed out again.  We healed up from the displacer attack, skinned the beasts for the human scout, and resumed traveling with him in tow.  Along the way we noticed three humanoids keeping their distance from us.  Eventually we passed through the mirthil before camping for the night.  The next day we reached Myth Drannor while the Cult of the Dragon fought the Knights of Myth Drannor in the streets.  Cap suggested using the distraction to slip in undetected.  That's when Valor chipped in that he agreed!

     

    It turned out that he and two other drow were the ones that had been avoiding us.  An uneasy discussion followed.  Eventually, we were at such an empass Cap started discussing things with Valor in Druidic as they headed toward the ruins.  Eventually the human scout couldn't resist any longer and tried to shoot Valor from behind.  Unfortunately the mithrill caused a three second delay between when the sound occurred and the shot actually happened, allowing them to duck.  He shot off a Briar Web, capturing everyone but the human and dwarven fighter who had taken up the rear.  The drow called some dragon-like humanoids from the conflict in the ruins before quaffing potions of gaseous form.  We took out the leader before scaring the others off.  Then the group decided that if Valor wanted us not to help the knights that we had better do so.  Well, Cap and Magnus disagreed, but they were outvoted by the lawful good types. 

     

    Today I got a postcard from my camping grandparents complaining that I've ignored their last three E-mails.  Oops!  I've been so Hexacon oriented when on the computer that I haven't been checking all of my E-mail accounts.  I don't think they'll appreciate it if I hold off until after Hex either.  Bad Paul! 

     

    Father Rich bored half of mass with his clinical homily.  He meant well, but people were nodding off, kids started running around, and most people were shifting around in the pews before he was done.  He could have totally used an editor to cut it down.  He danced around and repeated his point too many times to keep people's interest.  Maybe that's why we got a replacement associate pastor so quickly.  Pray for the guy and hopefully he'll improve. 

     

    Anyway, it is late enough that I should be going to bed.  More Hexacon work looms for tomorrow.  Night!


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