SW:RPG Players needed.

I have always wanted to play this with people. Most of the time, however, I cannot seem to find a group willing to keep going for longer than one or two sessions. People just don't seem to be that into the Star Wars RPG thing. I like the D&D group I'm in right now, but would like to run my own campaign. I would like to use the Dawn of Defiance setting as the over-arching storyline with some of my own adventures sprinkled within to keep the players busy.

Right now it is just a thought in my head. No players to speak of, and other than having downloaded the campaign and no follow up/replacement for players who drive without rails adventures this will remain on the whiteboard for a little while longer.

Worn thin

It is Christmas week now and some of the gifts are on their way. Just waiting for money to buy a netbook now. Feeling really spent now. Just sore and tired. The cold is really killing me.

Finished Cuckoo's Egg today

I finished Cliff Stoll's book today. Nothing a whole lot of special. Spent most of the post work period reading the book and looking up more and more information about whatever. Kind of boring lately, not a whole lot going down in my neck of the woods. NaNoWriMo didn't go off this year; didn't plan out the story as well as I wanted to have done. Got a few new ideas running in my head about it though so that should be interesting. Pouring over "Local" by Brian Wood and Ryan Kelly. This is one of the most beautiful collections I have seen without it being a special collection. It's a wonderful trip through the world of a, well, let's call her a normal person getting lost in the world. There's probably more history to it than that, but I see little things in it that remind me of hipsters and music snobs. And things that remind me of me.

I just think that it is such a strange thing with the world lately. Green Day writes a concept album about growing up and finding your way, I hear a lot about late 20's children stumbling about and getting lost in the big cities, and mostly about just being a being. It is a little dark sometimes, and quite a bit off to me. I hear people my age talking about their IRA or 401k all the time. It seems like things people were talking about who were my parents age have trickled down and become things we talk about. And how left isn't left like it used to be, right is worse and don't get Bill started on the NSA and his crazy theories because you know that will kill your buzz faster than crashing into the snow bank ass first. I just keep plugging long here. I seem to not be the only one without the questions that can't be answered, but I seem to be the only one who still searches for those answers.

The question is posed of "Why are we here?". The answer is not quite what anyone wants to hear but the most basic standings are these two pillars: "We are here to reproduce" and "We are here to be good people". What the hell either of those means seems so damn arbitrary that I wonder if anyone really believes that or those are just canned responses to a question like "How are you today?" "I'm fine.". It amazes me where people end up somedays. I shall continue on in my little corner of the galaxy for now and dream of the better days to come.

Forward Motion

I am sitting at my mom's working on what I hope will be installed this week. My server is going well, updates are running as I type. beyond all of this I am slowly working my way forward in NaNoWriMo this month. Nothing exciting yet but we shall see what happens. Anyway, just a quick update.

Current affairs 10/18/2009

I don't really have much going on. The Pouges are coming this Friday. Broke my iPhone's plug. Probably get a small dock for it at home or get a new cord. Server is half done, just need to install Samba and get it here soon. Band practice this week I hope, really could use the time away from it all. Ordered a new power supply for my laptop.


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The Fixer.

There is this kid, somewhere in the midwest, who is wrapped up in flannel and listening to the latest Pearl Jam track with the biggest headphones this side of a Memphis recording studio. In this kid's head are the dreams yet to unfold from the crumpled ink on the floor. His walls are plastered with Obama stickers and posters for bands that may and may not be any longer. The imitation Bab-com sits next to titanium fighters beside his bed lamp. He lays his head down and watches the click and fade of the beautiful box on top of his portable closet. All is right today, all is correct here and now. Just a few more days until I can put my sticks in my hand and keep going for another week.

Rocky Top and Wagon Wheel

Really digging the folky revival things going on right now. Just something good feeling about this, and all the music is helping find inspiration for Two Boots right now. Anyway, found some ideas deep down. Now to lay my head below the high.