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| 10/28/2005 4:48:28 PM So many games, so little time | Comments (5) |
| So things have been rolling along. Have added a few new games to the collection... Quake 4 and Call of Duty 2. I recall a time when I played more than just FPSs but we ll call them the dark ages of computer gaming.
Monday was pumpkin carving. I picked up five. Meghan and I each did two. She eventually went wild and did a multi-layered impressive Jolly Roger. I was satisfied with my simple Pac Man motif. I was gonna take some pics to share the goodness but alas my battery was dead. Thursday Evan completed his (a Wheel of Time themed jack-o-lantern) just in time for trick or treat night.
Alas, it wasn t all it was cracked up to be... we had three trick or treaters and apparently they were sans costumes. What s up with that? Figured at least the junkies across the way would come by for candy.
Lots of D&D this week. Things are rolling in my campaign and there is talk of Evan and Stoner running games. Soon I figure I ll spend all my time playing FPSs and roleplaying and that will be about it.
Save maybe BloodBowl... sweet sweet BloodBowl.
Speaking of there should be tons of BB tonight and then Gun Show tomorrow. Sweet sweet guns.
-bampf | | | OK, so gambling via Power Ball is just plain dumb. Gambling at a Craps table on the other hand is pure sublime brilliance.
Friday we made our much anticipated AC trip in celebration of Colin hitting 21. Things got off to a rough start with Rob delaying the departure by a couple hours (in typical Rob fashoin). Alas, his delay made us lose the Defiler, but eventually eight of us set off at 12:30 am.
By 3:00 am we were in AC and ready to gamble. As usual we wandered from casino to casino seeking an appropriate place to gamble. As usual the newbies (Colin and Walty) were reluctant to jump in. We eventually settled in to a $10 table at Ballys. Things were up and down early. We weathered that storm and a couple nice runs put most of us up handsomely. Josh and Evan quit while ahead while Meghan and I pressed on. A nasty dry spell put me in the red and bankrupted Meghan.
At that point she burrowed $10 and Rob jumped in just in time for myself and a couple of monster rollers to go wild. Meghan parlayed the burrowed $10 into $130 and before I knew it I was cashing out at over $500. Most in thanks to the majestic 9, which, if you haven t heard, is the new 8.
By 5:30 or so we were counting our spoils and heading for some food. Stoner hit it big in slots, and most of us had doubled if not tripled our money. Only the two virgin gamblers were down, and as a group we were up over $1200. I ve never seen such a handsome haul in my dozens of AC trips (and couple Vegas trips to boot).
Laden with riches we made our way back, arriving back in Harrisburg before 10:00. Beauty.
Saturday was mostly a day of recovery.
Today was another glorious day, as the Steelers decimated the Bengals, who had a lot of nerve thinking they had a chance of winning the North. After the beating we gave them despite being horribly banged up as a team, it should be clear that the Bengals limited success was purely a scheduling fluke (they ve beaten nobody of consequence) and not an indicator of things to come.
I m off to play some Quake 4 (aka Doom 4).
-bampf
PS Iggles fans, you guys got so damn lucky. Every AFC team is better than you. Don t start thinking otherwise because of one lucky bounce. | | | Apparently the PA state lotto jackpot is up to like six hundred thousand billion dollars. So people at work took up a collection to play. Normaly I would scoff at any such notion (I ve done the math on this one... don t matter how many people pitch in, the odds are still astronomical against winning), but I threw my $2 in just the same. Not cause I want a chance to win, but rather to avoid looking really really stupid if somehow they did win. I think that s reasonable even though normaly I would never ever play the lottery of my own volition.
So for this day only I willingly throw my lot in with the teeming masses of saps and suckers.
Alas.
But if we did win. Wouldn t that be sweet?
-bampf | | | If Tommy Maddox is still on the roster come next week I m seriously considering burning all my Steelers paraphenelia and giving up on the sport forever.
Seriously.
What the fuck?
-bampf | | | Sometimes I really let this thing fall by the wayside don t I? I figured it had been a few days, maybe a week or so since my last update and then noticed the date. Damnation.
So a lot has happened since then. Trying to remember what.
First, Serenity was very good. Not quite what I was expecting. The plot seemed more wide arching and just too... well... big. Almost inappropriately big. I guess I was just too accustomed to the homey feel of the series. Anyway. Movie was good. There were a number of unexpected and shocking twists that I won t mention in case there s some hapless monkey reading my site who hasn t seen it yet (Bad Monkey! Go now!). Overall, I thought Our Mrs Reynolds was a more enjoyable episode and the Jubil Early was a better villian than the Alliance agent guy... but it was still an excellent installment in the Firefly saga. We ll see where it goes from here. Sci Fi? Hello? You there?
Best wishes to Todd on his ongoing mission to see a showing of the film every day that it plays. I salute your comittment and fanaticism.
Two Sundays ago was the start of the new BloodBowl season. (BloodBowl is Life) So that was cool. We re off to a pretty good start, a couple of slackers not withstanding. I, alas, was forced to miss opening day for a family wedding. And what a wedding it was.
A cousin of mine was married at Fuller Lake. I wore khaki cargo pants and a polo shirt and was better dressed than the groom. I m serious. Three of the four groomsmen were in jeans. One, brother of the groom, was in jeans and a Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirt. Again, I m serious. You think I could make this stuff up? They were one bridesmaid short as one of my female cousins showed up late, not even realizing she was in the wedding party. That s how thrown together this thing was. Wow. I could go on, but I won t. Lucky for me, Meghan spent much of her formative years in Perry County and thereby wasn t too horrbly appalled by the redneckedness of it all (at least no more than I was).
So yeah. Other than that. Pumpkinfest was rained out so no fighting. No monumental mace battle with Fester. Alas.
I m now a Master Sgt in BF2. That means I own you all (especially Stoner and Colin).
I nearly killed off another D&D party in the same campaign setting that saw the deaths of my last party. Dumb players. Sometimes they deserve it.
Saw Corpse Bride. Pretty good. It s no Nightmare before Xmas but it has some vintage Burton moments. The plot s pretty simplistic and predictible but it s still fun. Gotta go see Wallace and Grommit now.
Steelers asserted themselves as the best Non-Peyton-Manning-led team in football. That s nice. I m still very excited about the season. Especially since we killed all of the Pats best players. They re done. And can we just start calling the NFC the "NFL Lite" or something. They really shouldn t be held in the same regard as the AFC. Chad, Evan... you know it s true.
Hm. Enough for now.
-bampf |
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