Sllooowwww day at the Store. Skip came up and worked on toys in the back; it's always nice to see Skip, he's the most down-to-earth and equanimitable person that I know.
After work, I went by Ye Olde Game Shoppe and bought a book that caught my eye, Ragnaock: Gods of Metal. It's a tabletop RPG inspired by movies like Heavy Metal and Wizards, and books like Bloody Rose and Kings of the Wyld. I thought it would provide some inspiration for my own gaming, but all it's done is inspire irritation. Whoever was doing the editing/proofreading on this book should be flogged. Misspellings gallore, identical information repeated in different sections, and oddly constructed sentences. That last has made me think that either the writer or the editor did not speak/write English as a primary language.
In any event, I shall be donating this book to the Store.
I realized that Burning Man started today. Or, I guess, the construction of Black Rock City started today? Not sure how it all works, to be honest. I used to think it would be fun to go to Burning Man, but now I'm not so sure. I find myself looking at it and becoming very critical of it, regarding it more as an 'event' catering to self-indulgent elitists veering more and more toward corporate sponsorships. How soon before it devolves into just another White Party in the desert?
And, thinking of Burning Man, I couldn't help but think of Slab City, near the Salton Sea. Whereas Burning Man is a transitory art event, here today and gone tomorrow, attended by people with money, Slab City is a down-and-out community that exists year round, expanding during the winter months as northern snowbirds descend upon the Slabs. One is like a dark mirror of the other, but I'm not sure which is which any more.
And, I think I've had too much bloody wine.
Good night, all.
After work, I went by Ye Olde Game Shoppe and bought a book that caught my eye, Ragnaock: Gods of Metal. It's a tabletop RPG inspired by movies like Heavy Metal and Wizards, and books like Bloody Rose and Kings of the Wyld. I thought it would provide some inspiration for my own gaming, but all it's done is inspire irritation. Whoever was doing the editing/proofreading on this book should be flogged. Misspellings gallore, identical information repeated in different sections, and oddly constructed sentences. That last has made me think that either the writer or the editor did not speak/write English as a primary language.
In any event, I shall be donating this book to the Store.
I realized that Burning Man started today. Or, I guess, the construction of Black Rock City started today? Not sure how it all works, to be honest. I used to think it would be fun to go to Burning Man, but now I'm not so sure. I find myself looking at it and becoming very critical of it, regarding it more as an 'event' catering to self-indulgent elitists veering more and more toward corporate sponsorships. How soon before it devolves into just another White Party in the desert?
And, thinking of Burning Man, I couldn't help but think of Slab City, near the Salton Sea. Whereas Burning Man is a transitory art event, here today and gone tomorrow, attended by people with money, Slab City is a down-and-out community that exists year round, expanding during the winter months as northern snowbirds descend upon the Slabs. One is like a dark mirror of the other, but I'm not sure which is which any more.
And, I think I've had too much bloody wine.
Good night, all.