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So Monte has talked me into joining his Tuesday night D&D campaign.  Apparently, the Tempe players quit, so they were moving the campaign into central Phoenix from north Tempe.  All three other players were Mikes, so the DM nicknamed them as DM-Mike, Host-Mike, and Player-Mike.  The campaign uses a few optional and house rules including rolling for defense (instead of a +10 static AC), alchemical and magic items can be purchased with starting funds but will be scarce afterwards, magic (divine and arcane) users and items are rarer than rare, certain races and subraces are changed for player characters (including orcs and goblins as options), unnamed characters with 1 HP (basically using the rules for mooks in Feng Shui terms), and no psionics.

I created an Aquatic Elf Cleric of Deep Sashelas.  I don’t know why aquatic elves were on his list of allowed races, but I’ve always wanted to play one.  While I was finishing up my character, the other two players began the mission.  Our characters were hired by Quarius the Sorceror to root out the evil which has infested a temple of Heironeous.  Player-Mike is playing a Half-Draw Sorcerer by the name of Galen, Host-Mike is playing a Dwarven Fighter by the name of Garik, and DM-Mike is playing a Human Fighter named Harod to fill out the party.  The three reached the temple during a downpour and began killing the faithful guards of the temple.  When the found young acolytes they let them flee for their lives, then began looting.  Once my character was done, he raced to catch up with the rest of the party.  When he met the fleeing young acolytes, they warned him of the evil infesting the temple (ie the other player characters) and so he was spurred on toward his quest. 

Once all the player characters reunited, he used his divinely granted powers to heal the party.  That freaked out Garik and Harod, who distrust magic despite working for a sorcerer.  Our characters stumbled across some small, flat-nosed, blackened creatures who fled from our assault.  They tried claiming that we were on the same side.  When more guards showed up, they didn’t believe us about how they were preventing us from chasing these evil creatures and joined comabt with us.  I chose to have my character defend himself without injuring the guards, the others chose straight out combat.  As they were losing, they retreated — separating my character from the others.  As Rek’lawd-Nal freed himself from the combat he continued his search in the pouring rain for the little buggers who were infesting the temple, lighting a sunrod in the process.  How we pick up next session should be interesting.

Out of character, it’s fairly obvious that Quarius has hired our characters to exterminate the good faithful of Heironeous and sent some evil minions to assist us.  In character, Rek’ hasn’t seen his party attack any of the good folk, but has seen dead guards, fleeing children, and evil minions.  Not being a denizen of the surface world (and not having any ranks in Knowledge:  Religion) he assumes that the temple is neutral, nor does he think of his faith as a cult.  He thinks nothing about revealing his faith nor using the divine might provided by his faith.

Thanks to MaulKat for the quiz:

What Lord of the Rings race do you belong to?

Hobbit

You belong to the Hobbits race! Undoubtedly related to Men, in these halflings lays also the future of Middle-Earth. When Hobbits are called upon they do not stray from their quest, and they seldom fail. Their origins are neither known nor recorded in any book or scroll, but they, too, spawn from multiple houses. They befriended Elves and are skilled in song and speech, but also have a tradition of hunting. They all have curly hair and hairy big feet. Some other Hobbits are Frodo, Sam, Pippin, and Merry.

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So Monte has begun a new Star Wars:  Clone Wars camapign using the 3.0 rules.  Of the three of us, only Rusty has seen the related movie.  Rusty used the Human Jedi Padawan Learner template to create a human jedi guardian, while I used the Human Jedi Scholar to create a chiss jedi consular.  Monte wanted us to pick existing jedi for our character’s masters, so Rusty chose Aayla Secura for Ostrik and I chose Ylenic It’kla for Naidraug Ralusnoc. 

Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away…

Four jedi were sent to the neutral world of Tatooine to ascertain what it would take to get Jabba Desilijic Tiure to allow the Galactic Republic to place a garrison there.  While the troops were left in orbit, the four jedi went planetside.  After getting a feel of the locals in Mos Eisley the masters set up a meeting at Chalmun’s Cantina without the padawans.  While awaiting a resolution of the meeting, the area shook from an explosion.  Naidraug tried telepathically contacting the Ylenic to no avail, so the two padawans rushed to the cantina.  When they arrived there was no evidence of their masters, those whom they were meeting, nor whomever was responsible for the damage done to the cantina.

The padawans tracked down Jabba’s operation to a palace outside the city.  Deciding that infiltration was better than direct conflict, Naidraug sought an audience with Jabba while Ostrik snuck inside.  Jabba had indeed been behind the plot that captured the jedi masters.  Naidraug tried bargaining for their release, but Jabba intended to Keep Aayla as one of his dancing girl brides.  In fact, while Jabba thought about a trade for Ylenic, he insisted that a dancing girl attend to Naidraug.  It was clear that the jedi masters were being drugged intravenously to prevent their lucidity and that the padawans would need to do some serious rescuing.

Meanwhile Ostrik was able to rescue the various people in the palace’s prison cells and take them to the warehouse dock.  Naidraug noticed that one of the palace toughs had Aayla’s lightsabre on his belt.  The tough was proud of the prize, and was reluctant to lose it.  He finally settled on a case of Corellian whiskey for the sabre, which Ostrik was able to take from a pallette elsewhere in the warehouse.  Ostrik and some of the freed prisoners moved the case to the dock doors, then informed Naidraug that the “delivery” had been made.  That was both lightsabres and one drugged jedi master down, one drugged jedi master to go.

Finally, Naidraug did manage to secure the trade of Ylenic for a metric ton of spice.  He requested that the clone commander escort the spice down, with the full battalion ready to rock.  When the spice was delivered, Jabba’s forces found themselves surrounded on the dock with heavy armed troops on one side and Ostrik’s assorted freed captives on the other.  The padawans successfully rescued their jedi masters, the other jailed captives, and the other captive would-be brides of Jabba.  While most of the captives chose to leave on their own, some even commandeering the landspeeder the padawans had rented, one of the brides requested that she be taken home to planet of Zeltros.  With both jedi masters recovered, the five headed to Zeltros.

Once planetside, the jedi reunited the young woman with her parents: the king and queen!  Thankful to have the princess back safely, a grand festival was held with the four jedi as guests.  Roll credits.

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“The JLA’s success was mentioned in a friendly golf game between DC’s publisher, Jack Liebowitz, and Marvel Comics’ Martin Goodman.  Upon hearing this, Goodman turned to Stan Lee, his editor-in-chief, and asked for a competitive title.  Lee, thinking he had little to lose, teamed with artist Jack Kirby.  With that, the Fantastic Four — and a new chapter in comics history — was born.”  ~ Robert Greenberger, “Remembering the Millennium,” Millennium Edition:  The Brave and the Bold 28, February 2000

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It’s been a busy August.  My maternal grandmother has died, I’ve attended the first annual Tunnels & Trolls Convention, lectored at my grandmother’s memorial mass, attended her graveside service, flew out to the fourty-first GenCon, and am preparing now to run At-Con Program Operations for CopperCon 28 this upcoming weekend.  My bicycle broke down a few weeks ago, and they‘re still awaiting the part as of yesterday.  My house became a complete mess due to no time for cleaning, and I received a notice about the uncontrolled growth in my yard. 

So I find myself with some time to post here, for a change.  Yet, strangely I’m not in the mood.  Perhaps it’s due to the fact that I am woefully out of practice.  Thus I am forcing myself to post anyway.  Or perhaps I’m not ready to compose a memorial for my grandmother. 

I found a stack of Batman Adventures volume two comics which I had never read.  I had had a subscription to Batman:  Gotham Adventures which was canceled and replaced with this second run of Batman Adventures.  I didn’t like the drastic change in tone and theme, so I never read the rest of the series and let the subscription expire.  So I read the first seven issues this month.  It was well paced, well scripted, and brilliant in making drastic changes in character circumstances while maintaining continuity and characterization.  It’s amazing what five years of perspective will do.  Now I regret not having any of the subsequent issues.  The previous series was more a series of one shots, while this newer series had stand alone issues which wove into a single whole.  Each issue laid the groundwork for future issues, without a need to own any other issue than the one in your hands.  Yet the story made you want to own all of the other issues.  Issue one takes the step of introducing the main characters, letting readers see how each of the heroes and villains will be portrayed in this series.  A great place for new readers and old readers alike.  I understand that this first issue was also published with a Free Comic Book Day cover. 

“Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him, ‘Father!’” ~Lydia M. Child

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It was a busy weekend.  Saturday after work I headed over to Tricuspa’s so the two of us could enter all of the HLA events into the Phoenix Con Games web site.  We had started to enter them during our Thursday night meeting, but he was going to be unavailable the following Thursday and we were working against a deadline. 

Sunday morning we finally finished playing my Christmas themed D&D game, in the middle of Easter season.  Everyone seemed to have fun though, and gave suggestions for when I run again.  Of course, I have other priorities at the moment, such as LepreCon, Phoenix Con Games, and Chaos Out of Order for one of my other groups of friends.  I’m not adverse to running again though, and have several unfleshed out ideas I could run for them or others. 

After the game I rushed over to St. Francis Xavier Parish for mass.  I hadn’t attended mass there before.  It’s built in the classic domed ceiling style.  The ambo has a set of stairs leading up to it for proclamation (probably predating the microphones).  The main interior colour scheme was a very light aqua marine blue, like this colour only with a glossy sheen.  It made for a lovely worship space. 

From there I rushed to Copper Star Coffee to meet with LunarLumiere and her friends to see Levi Weaver in a live concert.  Charles ended up showing up after the concert, only expecting to be partially late.  Silly kid, he missed out on a great show.  Levi Weaver is a very remarkable and talented musician when playing live.  He manages to truely be a one-man-band, without needing to record several tracks separately in a studio to create the effect.  No, he creates that effect live, in a very impressive format that completely meshes with the songs and their performance.  I’d definately recommend seeing him live, and appreciate the fact that LunarLumiere talked me into seeing him.

Catholic_Kelly encouraged readers to read up on each day’s saints to better appreciate the Communion of Saints. Another option is Saint of the Day, revised 5th edition, for times when you’re away from the computer.

I know it’s a big jump to go from Halloween 2007 to Easter 2008, but I need to catch up somehow.  Maybe I’ll return to the time inbetween in the future, maybe I won’t.  I know that I need to get back into the swing of things, as I’m losing my ability to fully articulate my thoughts and forgetting the details of the events in my life without journaling them.

As is family tradition, my mother, step-father, and I went to the Easter Vigil mass at our former parish, St. Theresa.  That was our parish when I was in high school, and while we live in different dioceses now, we return togther there every year for Easter Vigil.  Our friend, Matt, is a transitional deacon now.  So he gave his first baptisms at this mass.  It was awesome.  The entire time at Matt he had the complete demenor, vocal intonations, and mannerisms of a priest.  Yet after mass when I talked with him, he was the same old Matt.  How cool is that.  I’m so excited for him. 

Fr. Mike, soon to be our new pastor — replacing Fr Gene who is retiring, gave the homily.  Apparently, he’s stationed at St Theresa through the end of June, before he begins his new position at our parish in July.  It turns out that Fr. Mike is a convert, who never expected to be a convert nor when he converted did he ever expect to become a priest.  He was able to tailor those experiences into an excellent homily, not only for the newly elect, but for all the assembly.  I congradulated Fr. Mike on becoming our new pastor after mass, but he was dismissive.  Hopefully he’ll be better than that as pastor. 

I also had the chance to talk with one of my 8th grade RE instructors and Dave from Game Depot.  I saw Patty briefly, but didn’t get a chance to talk with her.  Dave gave me a hard time, saying that he old ever sees me anymore at the Easter Vigil and at Phx Con Games.  It’s true, but I don’t ever go to the southeast Valley anymore.  I don’t hve a current gaming group over there, and my father and I don’t visit that often.  I should try going over there to visit them, see the Jim Henson exhibit, and see the Walace and Ladmo exhibit.  Some day.  I’m still busy using all my free time painting my house.  Today I tore off the old, worn out carpet on my stairs and painted them. 

I spent the night at my parents’ place, then Mom and I went to my maternal grandparents’ to celebrate my grandmother’s birthday.  We had cake, played games, and otherwise enjoyed socializing. 

Easter Monday my friends and I were going to complete Centicle’s Legion, but Lisa suffered a setback in her recovery from surgery.  The rest of us ended up browsing AZ Mills instead, where I had the first Garcia’s food in many, many years.  Back in the day, it used to be a birthday dinner tradition.  Back when this journal was still paper. 

The Second Sunday of Easter was Divine Mercy Sunday.  It was my turn to lector again, and I ended up needing to do both readings.  Luckily, I always prepare both just in case.  Father Milt gave another excellent homily.

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“Everybody can be great, because anybody can serve.  You don’t have to have a college degree to serve.  You don’t have to make your subject and your verb agree to serve.  You don’t have to know about Plato and Aristotle to serve.  You only need a heart full of grace.  A soul generated by love.”  ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

Just in case humanity couldn’t disappoint you any further:  German Politician Proposes Seven Year-long Marriages

When Mike passed on, I took it upon myself to keep Shadowfist demos and tournements running at some of the local conventions while Travis took it upon himself to keep the Shadowfist Arizona Proving Ground running.  The first convention I ran Shadowfist at was CopperCon XXV, where the Shadowfist events were more popular than the official WotC demos (including Hecatomb and Robo Rally).  However, a co-worker beat me to the PTO the past two years.  CopperCon XXVI was in Tempe, so it wasn’t even worth riding there after work on Saturday.  I had family and parish obligations on Sunday, and it wasn’t worth riding over there after the evening mass on Sunday.  So I showed up on Monday and played some Shadowfist with Ken. 

OK, that’s enough backstory to my tale of CopperCon XXVII.  This year Bob, the convention chair, asked me to run Gaming.  I had to turn him down, what with my inability to get the whole weekend off.  I don’t know who ended up running Gaming.  When I showed up Saturday evening after work I discovered that they had Arcade Gaming in Salon E and Console Gaming in Room 2005.  They didn’t have any place set aside for pickup card or board games.  Program scheduled a Great Dalmuti game in Lower Pre-Convene on Saturday afternoon, so when I showed up the Shadowfist crew wanted to play there.  When I arrived there was a Vampire:  The Masquerade LARP running outside and a Masquerade Fashion Show running in Suite ABCD.  First I chatted with a few of the convention regulars in the lobby during happy hour, then played several games of Shadowfist in Lower Pre-Convene, including a seven player game.

Sunday I went to mass before arriving at the hotel.  There were several good things on Program for the day, but I knew that I would have to miss them.  We took over a small part of Lower Pre-Convene and played more games of Shadowfist.  Rockets for Kids was also scheduled down there, so we eventually left for lunch at Chino Bandito.  We returned, played more games, and eventually called it a night late in the evening.  Somewhere in there we also played High School Drama and Torches and Pitchforks, plus possibly some other games I no longer recall, visited the Dealer’s Room, perused the Art Show, and raided ConSuite (hospitality suite).

In the dealer’s room I ran into Shane again.  He’s become a major player in CASFS, WesternSFA, and AniZona since we last met (at the Frys’ D&D campaign).  He began simply enough staffing the Anime Room at CopperCons with the various anime fan clubs he’s been a member of for years.  His whole demenor smacked of someone who actually wanted to become a SMoF, the way he bragged about his fannish accomplishments and badmouthed his fellow committee members from various conventions. 

At one point (or possibly twice?) I visited the ConSuite.  There I was accused of being the Program director for CopperCon XXVIII.  I quickly denied such a thing.  Several times throughout the con I ran into Catherine, who was definately pressuring me to agree to Program both CopperCon XXVIII and CopperCon XXIX so she could back out of her commitments.  I certainly couldn’t blame her.  No one should have to Program that many years in a row.  She’s already done two years in a row (something insane that I promised myself I would never do again), that would make five conventions in four years if she kept those commitments, plus her commitment to FiestaCon.  I have agreed to be her staff for FiestaCon, but I’m not really interested in being the committee member again.  It’s too much work, even with the friendships and aquaintances I’ve made because of it. 

Kyla also approached me in person about her continuing offer to join the committee forming for a new convention.  She allayed my fears about inappropriate content, so I agreed to be banker/treasurer.  I’m just not interested in assisting anything which isn’t fully family friendly, and luckily she is of a similar mind.  Kyla’s been successful with AniZona (which she has been asking me to help with for years), so this should be an interesting process I’ve never been a part of before:  starting from the ground up.

So, over all, despite attending the convention only from late evening Saturday until late evening Sunday, I enjoyed myself.  I was able to get in as much gaming, visits to the ConSuite, touring of the Art Show, and browsing of the Dealer’s Room as I usually get at a CopperCon or LepreCon, about a third as much socializing as I usually get at such conventions, and completely missed out on my usual amounts of Filk and Program.  At least I was able to keep the Shadowfist faithful appeased, rather than letting the momentum falter.  That makes the sacrifice worthwhile. 

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Here is the personalDNA map that uniquely represents my personality. Mouse over any part of the box or strip to learn more about the traits that the colors represent.

“To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”  ~ E. E. Cummings

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And we continue from our twice-interrupted narrative…

We were going to join Troy for brunch, but Steve decided to skip. This is when Steve and Troy did the Guardian 6 trade off, although it ticked off Steve later when he found out that Troy just used his slot rather than buying his own.  So we went to the Johnny Rockets in Circle Centre Mall.  Troy needed to stop by the Playroom Entertainment booth, where we played a sample of Portobello Market.  It was a game I’d play again, but not one I’d buy for myself.  He ended up picking up a copy of Mother Sheep for his family after chatting with his friends at the booth.  We also ran into Chris while in the Exhibitors’ Hall.  I had thought that he wasn’t coming, but I guess he was able to do so at the last minute, although without Michelle.  I ended up accidentally giving him the wrong directions to the Paradigm Concepts booth, as I hadn’t yet made my way there. 

After we succeeded in retrieving SANDMAN and returning it in the biocontainment chamber to G6HQ, I parted company with my G6 comrades and headed to the Shadowfist Dueling World Finals.  On the way I ran into Ivan, who asked if I was going to the 4dventure panel that evening.  When I said that I wasn’t he mentioned that he had to go clear out the RPGA and their tables, set up the room for the presentation, keep the RPGA folks organized as their were likely to be the same attendees for the panel, et cetera.  (He’s the night manager for GenCon Indy.)  He hinted that their might be a correlation between the title and the room they chose to hold it in, but I told him not to worry.  It couldn’t be 4e as WotC had promised that all future D&D announcements would no longer happen at GenCon, but at D&D Experience.  (That was supposed to be the whole reason they renamed the convention, previously named Winter Fantasy.  Of course I didn’t believe that.  Hasbro has never proven to be that trustworthy.  Sure enough, later in the convention I heard that they had announced 4e at the event.)

At the dueling finals I played my Dragon Dojo deck, and did very poorly.  People were amazed that I had a Capoera Master in my deck, citing that it isn’t cost effect for a ramp character.  Maybe I should submit a new version of the card in the next set of submissions.  Between beat downs,  I organized the backpack full of Power for Promos I had brought, stacking boosters into 38 piles of 48 points each.  Allen didn’t bother to count them all, and let me submit a list of Promos he would get to me before the end of the convention. 

Friday night was also our True Dungeon Hardcore Puzzle night.  We survived, of course, earning not only a Hardcore Survivor pin but a special treasure token.  When we got back to the hotel room, something strange happened:  Troy decided that he wasn’t going to play our True Dungeon Hardcore Combat run the next night because Bill had invited Troy and Steve to join him and the other KFGers in a Hardcore Combat run Thursday night.  Once Troy bowed out, Steve, Bill, and Brian did too.  So, if I wanted to play I would have to assemble my own group or Steve was going to get a refund on our batch of tickets.  Even pointing out that the Hardcore survivor exclusive tokens might be valuable for trading would not deter them from their decision.

Saturday I had had enough of skipping breakfast.  I enjoyed the hotel’s full buffet breakfast, which was very good.  I chose to play Guardian 6′s Operation Deep Six rather than play the Shadowfist Multiplayer World Finals.  I had to pass by the Shadowfist room while on my way to pick up the identity of Component Alpha, and I saw a large group of players.  I did really want to play, but I was committed to trying this new G6 game, and I had no team mates for Saturday (as much as I tried to get Troy to join me).  I couldn’t risk not finishing in time.  I learned later that Ken had hoped to run into me at the event, and was surprised to see that I never showed.  However, I can play Shadowfist later.  I can even play in the world finals next year.  I cannot play G6 later, nor can I play Operation Deep Six next year.  So, it was a no brainer.

Plus, I was still trying to get a team together for a True Dungeon Combat run.  I contacted Kristin, Dan, and Eric as they had expressed interest in a Combat run.  The only tickets they were able to purchase were Puzzle, which had left them disappointed.  However, when I called with the offer they expressed a scheduling conflict.  I checked with some of the Shadowfist crew who had also expressed an interest during one of the earlier Shadowfist tournaments, but they, too, declined.  Ken wasn’t interested in spending that kind of money for an event.  I tried some of the G6 folks who had expressed earlier interest to no avail, and so I eventually had to give Steve the OK to get his refund.

Ken and I ran into each other wandering the Exhibitor Hall, and ended up sample playing ShaZamm! at the Z-Man Games booth.  It was fun enough to play again, but I probably wouldn’t buy it.  It was intuitive enough that Ken and I didn’t need much help from the demonstrator.   We stopped by a few other booths before and after, but then I ran into some G6 friends and I lost Ken. 

Near the end of my G6 run Troy gave me a call and he ended up joining me anyway.  I think he was enjoying G6, and after finishing the mission we went to the True Dungeon Tavern.  He was looking to do some token trading, and I chatted it up with Kristin, Dan, and Eric for a bit.  After they left for their game (the previously mentioned scheduling conflict) I tried my hand at the Rogue’s Game.  I failed miserably, and I was pressed into service as Nightshade’s token collection caddy.  After my service, Troy and I went to the G6 Safehouse.  There we cashed in our paychecks to play some poker.  I, once again, proved my inferior poker skills, having to be bailed out several times by Troy or others just to keep me in the game. 

Eventually, I bowed out and went back to TD to try my luck as a walk-on for a combat run.  I succeeded and played the new Druid character option through a Standard Combat run (with only seven players despite two walk-ons).  Woah, the monsters were so cool!  The TD crew took the time to have actual costumes for a wraith, rock golem, and medusa, plus a full-sized beholder on a track!  Way, way awesome stuff!  After that, we came out of the dungeon into the chaos of them tearing down.  Apparently they tear down the game room by room as the last group leave it and goes into the next.  It kind of acts as a buzzkill, especially as some in my group didn’t ever get to experience the tavern (which had been the first to be torn down, despite the fact that you’re supposed to get a free tavern visit after the TD run.  They felt that was really unfair, and the organizers countered with the fact that they wanted some sleep before the next event was scheduled in that room in the morning.  TD should give a free GenCon event ticket for the Tavern for each GenCon event ticket purchased for the TD.  That way you could go before the Tavern closes if you have one of the later TD runs.  That’s just my opinion. 

Afterward I returned to the G6 Safehouse, where I played some more poker, then hung out with Steve and some of his National Security Decision Making Game friends.  Eventually, because I was starting to fall asleep, I walked Bill, who was already asleep in the Safehouse, back to the hotel.

Sunday I got up, had the hotel breakfast buffet again, then rushed to mass.  Fr. Noah gave an excellent homily, asking that we be on fire.  It was very inspirational, and just what I needed to hear.  As his summation said, “Let us be caught on fire by His love, and let us become the fire of the Gospel in the moments and times of our lives.” 

After mass I went back to the hotel and grabbed my stuff for the day.  I hadn’t had time before mass to do so.  Then I went to the other Whirlpool of Blood tournament.  This time we drafted from Six Guns and Shurikens, Critical Shift, and Red Wedding.  I started drafting Purists, but discovered that someone else must have been so I switched to what I was getting a lot of:  Shadow Syndicate.  As the draft continued, I found myself with enough cards to make a Morphic Spirit deck anyway, so I did.  My final factions were Ascended, Eaters of the Lotus, Purists, and Shadow Syndicate.  The four player final saw me nearly win, as the other three banded together for a twenty-minute discussion on how to stop me.  By the time it was my turn, I was so anxious to do something I went off half-cocked and forgot half of my strategy.  Lesson:  I need more patience as I more than likely had enough to win that turn if I had played it right.  The game swung Braz’s way next.  Later, it swung away from both Braz and I and towards Daniel and Josh.  I started reascending, but not in time to stop Daniel from winning.  At least I won second place, much better than I’ve done previously at GenCon!  In addition to winning the second place set of promo cards, Daniel let me have the wrappers (and hence their Power for Promos points) as he had witnessed my previous usage Friday evening.  After saying my goodbyes, I headed to the Exhibitor’s Hall to see what kind of last minute discounts were being offered.

I ran into Kristin, Dan, and Eric at the Exile Games Studio booth.  They had asked me to check the booth out several times during the show, and mention that I knew them.  So that was kind of serendipitous.  I took pictures of the booth staff with the three of them for Kristin, before saying my goodbyes to them. 

I met the GM Syndicate folks after only knowing them from the Dundjinni boards.  They had some cool stuff, both current and pending.  I suggested that making animals as Objects was fairly useless to me, but that animals as Tokens would be something I’d buy.  I think they’re going to take my suggestion to heart, and offer the same images both as Objects and Tokens on the same product.  Once they do, I’ll be sure to buy it as promised. 

The folks at Paradigm Concepts had their new hardback copy of Psionics Unbound, which was supposed to only be available at the big three conventions:  Origins, GenCon, and DragonCon.  However, the folks at the booth told me that the hardcover was going to be available in game stores by October.  Huh?  I thought game stores were only going to get softcover.  No, apparently not.  Well, fine then.  I saved my money and didn’t buy it there. 

I have yet again run into the limit on the number of tags I can put into this blog.  Oh well, I’ll just split the week one more time and complete this week in history with the next entry.

Thanks to strangehermit for the quiz:
You are Apocalypse

Apocalypse 50% Magneto 48% The Joker 44% Green Goblin 44% Dr. Doom 43% Poison Ivy 41% Dark Phoenix 40% Riddler 40% Lex Luthor 37% Mr. Freeze 33% Mystique 32% Two-Face 32% Venom 30% Juggernaut 28% Catwoman 21% Kingpin 20%

You believe in survival of the fittest and you believe that you are the fittest.

“A smooth sea never made a skilled mariner.” ~  English Proverb

Here is a clever parody that mixes the Lord of the Rings movies with The Princess Bride:  Is This A Kissing Book?

And we continue from our interrupted narrative…

Wednesday, Steve, Troy, and I had brunch in the Circle Centre Mall food court (I went for Chick-fil-A).  They we went to the convention center to buy events tickets, pick up a program book, and pick up our freebie bag.  Bill was busy with the Forum Stink, but he met up with Steve and Troy as I left them to attend mass for the Assumption.  When I got back to the hotel Brian and some of his HeroClix friends were there, too.  We all went to dinner at Battery Park.  Our waitress was a cute twentysomething who, as we left, Troy asked about late night opportunities in downtown.  We had noticed that most things were closed by 17:00-18:00.  She said that she and a coworker always go to a bar on Wednesday nights to play Trivia, but that the two of them never have a chance to win because they’re competing against teams of six and seven.  So, when we got back to the hotel I suggested that we go join her team of two.  As gamers, we’d likely be of some great help.  None of the others were willing to go fourteen blocks.  This caused Steve to be concerned for Troy, a theme that lasted until we left him at Sky Harbor on Monday.  I wasn’t willing to walk alone fourteen blocks at night in a strange town, so I was stuck doing a whole lot of nothing with the others.

Thursday, I ignored my wakeup call.  By the time I got up and showered I ended up skipping breakfast to rush over to the convention.  I showed up too late to play an 08:00 game in the Mayfair area, as had been my tradition.  So I wandered on down to the Guardian 6 area, despite the fact that the game didn’t start until 09:00.  There was already one woman there.  We worked out the GenCon Puzzle Hunt for Tiamat before others came, including my friends from a few years ago, Kristin and Dan.  They had Dan’s brother Eric in tow, and they expressed how they had missed me last year.  Well, once it was 09:00 we started pulling out our tickets when I discovered I had left my event tickets in the hotel room!  So, I said my goodbyes and headed back.  The others were finally getting up, showering, and headed to breakfast (to which I was invited).  I just grabbed my tickets and headed back.  By the time I got back, the Guardian 6 folks had just arrived!  So everyone told me to get back in line (luckily, as it was very long by this point) and I was still second to sign in.  They didn’t have their dossiers yet, so we created a second line after signing in as we awaited the dossiers.  Eventually Mike Selinker came with the dossiers, and we began Operation Firefly.

Troy decided to join me that day, so I met him on the steps of the capitol.  The first puzzle we chose to tackle was set inside.  After we finished that puzzle we moved onto the only unfun puzzle of the entire G6 event:  the phone tag in the exhibition hall.  At least it gave me a chance to stop by the Fiery Dragon and Flying Buffalo booths.  We also ran into Mike, who Troy gave a hard time for having such a small picture and text in the program book (a mere quarter page).  Aparently Steve had just recently gave him a hard time for the same reason.  Other than the phone tag mission, we had a lot of fun doing the G6 event until Troy had to go to the World Series of Poker Tournament.  I finished what I could by myself before I had to go to the Comrades in Arms Tournament.  I passed on what I could to Troy when he was done, and the two of us rushed to the G6 booth to both get credit for finishing.  Then I rushed back to the Whirlpool of Blood Tournament.

During the Comrades in Arms I used my Jammers Ape City deck while Ken used my Ascended Monkey King deck.  Ken had a horrible time with the deck, which is one of Monte’s favorite decks to borrow.  I did OK with my deck, often fooling players into using the designator “Monkey” with their Discos then playing “Simian”s out the wazzoo.  Neither of us made it to the finals. 

Ken couldn’t stay for the Whirlpool of Blood, as his ride to the hotel wouldn’t wait until midnight.  The Flying Buffalo crew was staying at a low budget hotel miles from downtown, and he wasn’t willing to spend that kind of cab fare just to play another game.  It was the first draft I’ve played with pods.  We drafted Six Guns and Shurikens, Critical Shift, and Dark Future.  I ended up taking two Shadow Syndicate pods, and built my first Syndicate deck.  It worked fairly well, but my unfamiliarity with the 6G&S and CS cards worked against me.

Friday saw Steve choosing to join me for Guardian 6 and Operation Pandora, but Troy bowing out.  Steve got very frustrated with the first mission at the Soldiers’ and Sailors’ Monument.  He gave up on the game, chewed out the G6 staff at HQ, and Troy took over his slot.  Friday’s G6 “failure” was that people couldn’t operate a simple eTrex unit during one particular mission, so by the time I went to do the mission they skipped out on giving me a unit.  I was kind of disappointed, as folks at work call me a “GPS guru.”  (I really hate the term guru, but that’s another blog entry all together.)  However, there’s nothing cooler than meeting a contact in a back alley and being driven around downtown with a black hood over your head.  That’s immersion storytelling at its finest. 

I have apparently run into the limit on the number of tags I can put in my blog yet again.  Oh well, I’ll just split the week yet again and continue further in the next entry.

Thanks to otaku-d for this quiz:

ayca introduces Featured Question.

So, there I was:  I had one week to go before GenCon and I got nothing done (other than finish HP7).  Thus, the Sunday before was busy:  doing laundry, packing for the trip, building a deck for my first Ritual of the Unnameable tournament, attending mass, buying chocolate for my catsitter, checking for last minute updates on Guardian 6, and packing for work the next day; all the while trying to make time for my cat before I left.  At mass Fr. Gene announced that a new associate pastor, Fr. Bob would be introduced at all of the masses.  I’m sure he was happy to get a replacement for Fr. Joy.

Monday morning Bob was kind enough to give me a ride to work.  Midmorning I realized I had left my badge, event tickets, and my hand written schedule at home.  Luckily, my mom was kind enough to stop by my house on her way home from work and drop them off at my work.  After work, Doug was kind enough to give me a ride to Troy’s place.  It was the first time I’d met his third child.  His daughter showed me their baby scrapbooks (again), while his older son showed me the Over the Hedge console game.  Ken called and asked if I could bring some extra Shadowfist decks for him to borrow, as he was having trouble finding any of his built decks and didn’t have time to build new ones.  Then we all watched the first few episodes of Jack of All Trades, which turned out to be an awesome television show!  We interrupted an episode for dinner, but never returned to it as we adults chose to watch Star Wars:  Fool’s Errand instead (as Troy’ brother-in-law has a small part) while the children went to bed.  As we needed an a/v cable to watch it, Troy and I did a quick trip to his bank and Wal*Mart.  After the film we all called it a night.

Tuesday morning Troy and I headed to Sky Harbor.  We met up with Steve and had a overpriced, overly heatlamped breakfast at the terminal’s Burger King.  After a short delay, we boarded.  Steve busted out Settlers of Catan to pass the time.  The flight was mostly uneventful, though we had to wait through some very light turbulence for the storm to calm down at Indy before we could land.  Bill came and picked us up, and we went to check-in at the hotel.  It turned out that the hotel was having a Guest Appreciation Evening in their 120 West Market.  They had cocktail tables set up throughout the restaurant, some delish fruits, breads, and cheeses; sushi and sashimi; gourmet pizzas (including an awesome salmon pizza); and the piece de resistance:  a mashed potato bar!  For dessert they had various cakes and tarts, plus a chocolate fondu fountain with pretzels, cake cubes, and fruits.  The mashed potato bar was too incredible.  The server would take an ice cream scooper and scoop either mashed sweet potato, mashed yukon gold potato, or mashed garlic potato into a large martini glass.  She’d hand the glass over to you, and you could load it up with over a dozen different topping choices.  I could have ate that every day for the whole week, but the hotel didn’t offer the mashed potato bar ever again, even for a fee.  We settled into our hotel room while Bill went to run some Cthulu for KFG at the Ram.  I called up Mary to confirm that she and Ivan would be joining us for True Dungeon on Friday night.  Steve and I played a couple of hands of Shadowfist.  That’s when I discovered that I had somehow packed several decks, but not the Ritual of the Unnameable deck I had built on Sunday.  That was very frustrating.  Meanwhile, Troy had an online game to run, the name of which escapes me.

How lame, apparently there is a limit on the number of tags I can put in my blog.  Oh well, I’ll just split the week here and continue further in the next entry.

	My Flixster

“Continuous effort is the key to unlocking our potential.” ~ Black Elk, Indigenous North American

Thanks to my mother for this neat link.

I haven’t been around much.  There wasn’t much time this year between LepreCon, the southwest’s premiere speculative fiction art convention, and Phoenix Con Games, Arizona’s premiere gaming convention.  Usually, PhxConGames is in July, but this year they had to make an exception due to convention space availabilities.  Father’s Day weekend didn’t seem very optimum, as a lot of people I spoke to at the con planned to not attend the convention on Sunday.  The few there were either there with their fathers on Sunday, or had no plans to be with their fathers (for all the various reasons that would be).  The fathers there with their children seemed surprised that more folk weren’t there with their children.  What could be a better way to celebrate Father’s Day than to game with them? was there motto.  I’d agree, even if my fathers wouldn’t.

I’ve had a couple of blog entries floating in my head for months, so hopefully soon I’ll get a chance to set them down.  In  the meantime, thanks to anwelei for the quiz:

“There is no such thing in anyone’s life as an unimportant day.” ~Alexander Woolcott