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Anthony Deaver

Anthony Deaver 

Infinite imagination, finite resources.

Occupation: Creator who programs in the day in order to feed his comic bookhabit. (Imaginator)

Birthday: 06/21

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2015-11-11 14:37:14 (14 comments; 0 reshares; 19 +1s)Open 

Sometimes doing the right thing means admitting you failed.


or Adventures in ADD

Something I've learned (the hard way... is there any other?) is that failure is not a bad word.  It still sucks, and admitting it is still very, very hard.

Do I have a point? Yes. No. Yes.

The point is I've been fighting for years (READ: 30+) to find a balance point between all the shit in my head, but more specifically the AD(H)D and everything that goes with it. I've read every book from every specialist on the subject, tried (and failed) to use some of their tricks (look, writing notes is great. Assuming you a.) remember you wrote one and b.) can remember where the hell you put it.)

I've read all the "Git 'er done" books, the organization books, the meditation books, the structure books... and topics I can't remember (oh,... more »

Most reshares: 9

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2015-11-13 13:47:12 (11 comments; 9 reshares; 30 +1s)Open 

Cotton doilys dipped in clay slip & kiln fired.
The cotton burns away, leaving these delicate ceramics to display.

stolen from Facebook
https://www.facebook.com/bohobazaaar/photos/a.1510359272608249.1073741829.1510131442631032/1514791138831729/?type=3&fref=nf

Most plusones: 32

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2016-03-30 15:37:22 (3 comments; 5 reshares; 32 +1s)Open 

And neither is tomorrow ;)

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2016-05-03 12:41:14 (3 comments; 0 reshares; 10 +1s)Open 

That moment when what the code you are working on clicks and everything works.... and you still have no idea what the hell you are doing ;)

That moment when what the code you are working on clicks and everything works.... and you still have no idea what the hell you are doing ;)___

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2016-05-03 11:45:51 (3 comments; 2 reshares; 13 +1s)Open 

Haha! I love it. And forget Superman, this is the best Wonder Woman story :)

This is the best Superman story you will read this month, guaranteed.___Haha! I love it. And forget Superman, this is the best Wonder Woman story :)

2016-05-02 11:46:47 (3 comments; 0 reshares; 4 +1s)Open 

So apparently we can expect rain here all week. A single giant 'storm system' (whatever that means) dumping lite showers and cool temps through Saturday.

I had outdoor plans damn it! 

So apparently we can expect rain here all week. A single giant 'storm system' (whatever that means) dumping lite showers and cool temps through Saturday.

I had outdoor plans damn it! ___

2016-04-29 17:53:23 (4 comments; 0 reshares; 9 +1s)Open 

So here's something interesting. Lately, I'm been thinking about the stories behind Garden Wars and Chronicles and trying to work out how to pick back up writing them again.

So here's something interesting. Lately, I'm been thinking about the stories behind Garden Wars and Chronicles and trying to work out how to pick back up writing them again.___

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2016-04-26 17:17:03 (0 comments; 0 reshares; 10 +1s)Open 

I was at Pax East over the weekend running D&D. It was an absolute blast, though I'm still recovering ;)

Not only did I DM a lot (a LOT) but I also helped with character creation and answering questions about Adventurer's League and D&D 5e in general. (a.k.a. 'marshaling')

I really do enjoy helping people learn to play and I do love DM'ing. We handed out surveys to all the players to rate the DM's the mod and the experience. Hopefully when the info comes back it will say I did a decent job.

(photo isn't mine, but was taken by one of the AL admins at the con. I'm the one on the far right in the red bandana. Yes, it was insanely hot in there.)

Side note, the guy facing away in the green hat was killed outright about 3/4 of the way adventure (only about 1.5 hours long). He actually told me after he had a blast despite... more »

I was at Pax East over the weekend running D&D. It was an absolute blast, though I'm still recovering ;)

Not only did I DM a lot (a LOT) but I also helped with character creation and answering questions about Adventurer's League and D&D 5e in general. (a.k.a. 'marshaling')

I really do enjoy helping people learn to play and I do love DM'ing. We handed out surveys to all the players to rate the DM's the mod and the experience. Hopefully when the info comes back it will say I did a decent job.

(photo isn't mine, but was taken by one of the AL admins at the con. I'm the one on the far right in the red bandana. Yes, it was insanely hot in there.)

Side note, the guy facing away in the green hat was killed outright about 3/4 of the way adventure (only about 1.5 hours long). He actually told me after he had a blast despite the fact he died. (apparently he dies all the time in their home games :) ___

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2016-04-20 18:22:23 (1 comments; 0 reshares; 5 +1s)Open 

I want to see this because I love the original and well... Chris Pratt & Vincent D'Onofrio.

It looks like it will be fun, but damn it.... enough with the remakes and reboots already. 

I want to see this because I love the original and well... Chris Pratt & Vincent D'Onofrio.

It looks like it will be fun, but damn it.... enough with the remakes and reboots already. ___

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2016-04-14 21:16:29 (5 comments; 0 reshares; 6 +1s)Open 

AHHHHHHH!!!!!

I'm unreasonably excited about this. I hope it's good! ___AHHHHHHH!!!!!

2016-04-14 19:21:09 (4 comments; 0 reshares; 15 +1s)Open 

So I'm going to go out on a limb and say the anxiety meds are working.
Today has been one cluster after another and I've been in full on fire-fighter mode since 8AM so no end in sight at the moment.

And all because QA massively dropped the ball. 

Normally I'm been close to full on panic mode and looking for a corner to curl up in the fetal position. But right now.... I'm more or less focused and moving forward.

Of course... it's currently (at the time of writing) 3:20PM, the meds will only hold for so long....

So I'm going to go out on a limb and say the anxiety meds are working.
Today has been one cluster after another and I've been in full on fire-fighter mode since 8AM so no end in sight at the moment.

And all because QA massively dropped the ball. 

Normally I'm been close to full on panic mode and looking for a corner to curl up in the fetal position. But right now.... I'm more or less focused and moving forward.

Of course... it's currently (at the time of writing) 3:20PM, the meds will only hold for so long....___

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2016-04-14 01:45:40 (0 comments; 0 reshares; 2 +1s)Open 

Oooooo.. this might just get me into Minecraft.

Oooooo.. this might just get me into Minecraft.___

2016-04-13 13:34:25 (5 comments; 1 reshares; 13 +1s)Open 

So today is Day One of the anxiety meds (technically it's Day Three but today is the first day at a full dosage (10mg).  

Apparently it is suppose to take a few days to feel the effects, so this might be my imagination but I think they are actually working.

I really hope things can get figured out. I'm done with the high highs and low lows of the past. I can't keep doing them.  Granted I'm super productive on good days, but there aren't the many. And there have been less and less recently (and by "recently" I mean before starting the ADHD meds).

If you've ever watched Castle or Fixer Upper you have an idea of what my normal personality is like. I'm very much Castle or Chip Gaines. Just an oddball who enjoys life and everything in it.  

Except the past few years have seen that joy dim. And I finally reached a point where Ico... more »

So today is Day One of the anxiety meds (technically it's Day Three but today is the first day at a full dosage (10mg).  

Apparently it is suppose to take a few days to feel the effects, so this might be my imagination but I think they are actually working.

I really hope things can get figured out. I'm done with the high highs and low lows of the past. I can't keep doing them.  Granted I'm super productive on good days, but there aren't the many. And there have been less and less recently (and by "recently" I mean before starting the ADHD meds).

If you've ever watched Castle or Fixer Upper you have an idea of what my normal personality is like. I'm very much Castle or Chip Gaines. Just an oddball who enjoys life and everything in it.  

Except the past few years have seen that joy dim. And I finally reached a point where I couldn't see anymore and wanted to fix it. So I'm working on it.

I'm still broken, always will be. But I'm starting to understand (and believe... a little) that being broken isn't necessarily a bad thing. 

Sometimes it's the only way to see the inside, where all the yummy caramel filling is kept.___

2016-04-12 20:21:19 (7 comments; 0 reshares; 16 +1s)Open 

That moment when you buy a book on how cities and towns were built and managed in medieval times because a.) you like that kind of thing and b.) it will help you create places in your D&D campaign. :)

That moment when you buy a book on how cities and towns were built and managed in medieval times because a.) you like that kind of thing and b.) it will help you create places in your D&D campaign. :)___

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2016-04-08 12:26:58 (0 comments; 0 reshares; 1 +1s)Open 

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2016-04-06 12:22:37 (1 comments; 1 reshares; 12 +1s)Open 

Well... I just noticed that in the Civil War trailer with Spider-Man that the white part of his eyes contracted.

Just like in the comics!! 

I'm a tad bit more excited about this film and the new Spider-Man now!

Also, a tad bit more nervous. Spidey has been screwed up sooooo many times on film...

Don't get me wrong, there were some amazing parts as well: 
1. Spider-Man in live action that didn't completely look stupid. Win.

2. Spider-Man fighting Doc Ock while falling down the side of a building... EPIC!

3. The black suit! (the only good part of that movie...)

(BTW, screw Team Cap and Team Stark. Team Spidey for life!)

Well... I just noticed that in the Civil War trailer with Spider-Man that the white part of his eyes contracted.

Just like in the comics!! 

I'm a tad bit more excited about this film and the new Spider-Man now!

Also, a tad bit more nervous. Spidey has been screwed up sooooo many times on film...

Don't get me wrong, there were some amazing parts as well: 
1. Spider-Man in live action that didn't completely look stupid. Win.

2. Spider-Man fighting Doc Ock while falling down the side of a building... EPIC!

3. The black suit! (the only good part of that movie...)

(BTW, screw Team Cap and Team Stark. Team Spidey for life!)___

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2016-04-05 12:56:31 (2 comments; 0 reshares; 13 +1s)Open 

Spotted this when I was walking out to the truck this morning. Pretty sure they are Opossum tracks, first time I've seen one of these around. (meaning I know they live around here, I just haven't seen their tracks)

Spotted this when I was walking out to the truck this morning. Pretty sure they are Opossum tracks, first time I've seen one of these around. (meaning I know they live around here, I just haven't seen their tracks)___

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2016-04-02 11:25:29 (6 comments; 1 reshares; 10 +1s)Open 

Damn, missed this announcement yesterday. So excited!



Damn, missed this announcement yesterday. So excited!

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2016-03-31 15:20:43 (0 comments; 0 reshares; 2 +1s)Open 

Ignore the last half of the video, it's just the feeder :)

Ignore the last half of the video, it's just the feeder :)___

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2016-03-30 15:37:22 (3 comments; 5 reshares; 32 +1s)Open 

And neither is tomorrow ;)

And neither is tomorrow ;)___

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2016-03-30 13:35:58 (3 comments; 1 reshares; 2 +1s)Open 

I am both disturbed, amused and jealous.

+John Bump ___I am both disturbed, amused and jealous.

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2016-03-23 17:09:29 (5 comments; 0 reshares; 5 +1s)Open 

Also.. and this is more of a 'test the waters' kind of thing.... but I am really wanting to play the Mouse Guard RPG. Thing is... there are likely very few people around that would do this face-to-face. (not to mention the people that scoff and laugh at the idea of role-playing a 'mouse'. Like a Dragonborn Paladin is that much different...) So I'm thinking, maybe do it online? I already have a Roll20 account for the D&D campaign I run (though it hasn't gotten a lot of use as of late) and would gladly use that to play. Any chance anyone is interested? Would probably be ever week or every other (not sure yet) but probably only run 2 hours each session. Probably later in the day (say 9-11 EST?). Not sure of the day but not Wednesday, that I know. So... thoughts?

Also.. and this is more of a 'test the waters' kind of thing.... but I am really wanting to play the Mouse Guard RPG. Thing is... there are likely very few people around that would do this face-to-face. (not to mention the people that scoff and laugh at the idea of role-playing a 'mouse'. Like a Dragonborn Paladin is that much different...) So I'm thinking, maybe do it online? I already have a Roll20 account for the D&D campaign I run (though it hasn't gotten a lot of use as of late) and would gladly use that to play. Any chance anyone is interested? Would probably be ever week or every other (not sure yet) but probably only run 2 hours each session. Probably later in the day (say 9-11 EST?). Not sure of the day but not Wednesday, that I know. So... thoughts?___

2016-03-23 15:41:51 (6 comments; 0 reshares; 10 +1s)Open 

So I'm going to do a Thing. Not a big Thing, but a tiny thing. What is the thing? The thing is a journal, here on G+. No, it isn't fetching original but since there are so, so many things going on in my life I need somewhere to talk about them. That said, it will be a private Collection thing where I post. I'm looking at it kind of like Daily Pages, but also a place where I can just dump everything without worrying about people trying to 'fix' everything or point out how stupid or foolish I am. Because I don't need that. So it's invite only. Probably won't be page turning material and I can't promise daily postings. So yea. That's the thing.

So I'm going to do a Thing. Not a big Thing, but a tiny thing. What is the thing? The thing is a journal, here on G+. No, it isn't fetching original but since there are so, so many things going on in my life I need somewhere to talk about them. That said, it will be a private Collection thing where I post. I'm looking at it kind of like Daily Pages, but also a place where I can just dump everything without worrying about people trying to 'fix' everything or point out how stupid or foolish I am. Because I don't need that. So it's invite only. Probably won't be page turning material and I can't promise daily postings. So yea. That's the thing.___

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2016-03-18 11:46:43 (8 comments; 0 reshares; 10 +1s)Open 

So I've been a bad 'friend' to everyone. I haven't been around, haven't called or written.  

Sorry about that. 

I could give you a hundred thousand reason why but in the end they are all excuses.  Legitimate, valid excuses... but excuses none the less.

Also, I can't promise that I will be becoming as prevalent and vocal as I have been in the past. (Haven't even been posting or reading the communities that I'm in or own... ::sad panda::) as I'm still working through things and figuring out things.

There have been changes, both good and bad. Some eat further into what little 'free' time I have, others just make that free time seem impossible.

So... in the end this is neither a goodbye nor a hello. Just a note to say I'm alive and will be back eventually. 

Assuming G+ doesn't disappear (ifit ... more »

So I've been a bad 'friend' to everyone. I haven't been around, haven't called or written.  

Sorry about that. 

I could give you a hundred thousand reason why but in the end they are all excuses.  Legitimate, valid excuses... but excuses none the less.

Also, I can't promise that I will be becoming as prevalent and vocal as I have been in the past. (Haven't even been posting or reading the communities that I'm in or own... ::sad panda::) as I'm still working through things and figuring out things.

There have been changes, both good and bad. Some eat further into what little 'free' time I have, others just make that free time seem impossible.

So... in the end this is neither a goodbye nor a hello. Just a note to say I'm alive and will be back eventually. 

Assuming G+ doesn't disappear (if it does, I'm on Facebook and Twitter, though not any more active there right now ;)

(pic unrelated, but I like it so there. Also, possibility of snow this weekend here so... kind of related? Maybe? Tacos?)___

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2016-03-10 22:58:27 (1 comments; 0 reshares; 6 +1s)Open 

I need away to add items to my wishlist in bulk


I need away to add items to my wishlist in bulk
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2016-03-07 12:47:41 (0 comments; 0 reshares; 9 +1s)Open 

Got to watch the Series Finale for MythBusters last night.

The world is a little more boring today.  Farewell Adam, Jamie, Tori, Grant, Kari (and Scottie!). You will be missed.

Got to watch the Series Finale for MythBusters last night.

The world is a little more boring today.  Farewell Adam, Jamie, Tori, Grant, Kari (and Scottie!). You will be missed.___

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2016-03-06 21:31:56 (1 comments; 1 reshares; 6 +1s)Open 

Cluckers the War Chicken rolls his attack.



+Bliss Morgan​

Cluckers the War Chicken rolls his attack.



+Bliss Morgan​___

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2016-03-02 11:51:09 (2 comments; 1 reshares; 19 +1s)Open 

Damn it people, stop explaining what what all the southern expressions mean. People are starting to get wise to me!! ;)

H/t +Gabriel Cooper

Language nuance:___Damn it people, stop explaining what what all the southern expressions mean. People are starting to get wise to me!! ;)

H/t +Gabriel Cooper

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2016-02-16 17:26:25 (2 comments; 0 reshares; 3 +1s)Open 

I never knew there was Mouse Guard RPG!  I want to run this now.

I never knew there was Mouse Guard RPG!  I want to run this now.___

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2016-02-14 11:06:24 (3 comments; 0 reshares; 10 +1s)Open 

Yea. It's a bit cold.

Yea. It's a bit cold.___

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2016-02-05 23:33:28 (6 comments; 0 reshares; 13 +1s)Open 

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2016-02-05 20:17:51 (7 comments; 1 reshares; 4 +1s)Open 

Distinct possibility there will be no peaches this year.

Distinct possibility there will be no peaches this year.___

2016-01-09 23:06:05 (1 comments; 0 reshares; 28 +1s)Open 

Just spent what (to me) is a lot of money buying new pants because my current ones are TOO BIG NOW!!

Heheheheheheheeh

Just spent what (to me) is a lot of money buying new pants because my current ones are TOO BIG NOW!!

Heheheheheheheeh___

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2016-01-08 13:06:56 (2 comments; 1 reshares; 8 +1s)Open 

#thingsineverknew  
TIL

No matter what 'nut' you choose, if you look at the nutritional value of 100 grams they all have around the same number of calories.

Cashews    |  553
Pistachio    |  557
Peanuts      |  567
Almonds     |  575
Hazelnuts   |  628
Walnuts      |  654

Chestnuts have the lowest at 213 (but I don't consider them a nut that one would typically use to make a 'butter' from) and Macadamia has the highest at 718 (same as Chestnut) but it's fascinating to me that there is about 100 calories* between the lowest and the highest on that list.

Which explains why the packages I see in the stores all have a serving size of 2 TBSP and around 190 calories per serving*

I said about damn it :P
** Some have a higher calorie count but most multi-serving containers (i.e.not the single-serv... more »

#thingsineverknew  
TIL

No matter what 'nut' you choose, if you look at the nutritional value of 100 grams they all have around the same number of calories.

Cashews    |  553
Pistachio    |  557
Peanuts      |  567
Almonds     |  575
Hazelnuts   |  628
Walnuts      |  654

Chestnuts have the lowest at 213 (but I don't consider them a nut that one would typically use to make a 'butter' from) and Macadamia has the highest at 718 (same as Chestnut) but it's fascinating to me that there is about 100 calories* between the lowest and the highest on that list.

Which explains why the packages I see in the stores all have a serving size of 2 TBSP and around 190 calories per serving*

I said about damn it :P
** Some have a higher calorie count but most multi-serving containers (i.e. not the single-server JIF and Skippy things) are around 190.___

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2015-12-24 20:49:47 (8 comments; 0 reshares; 15 +1s)Open 

First time with acrylics wraps. Hopefully these won't cause my nails to peel.

First time with acrylics wraps. Hopefully these won't cause my nails to peel.___

2015-12-18 19:27:43 (11 comments; 0 reshares; 2 +1s)Open 

You'll never guess where we are again today :(

You'll never guess where we are again today :(___

2015-12-16 13:19:02 (5 comments; 0 reshares; 6 +1s)Open 

So we bought Beck a Fitbit to monitor her heart rate so we can see when she goes into A-Fib and track it. And it works great on the device (had a tiny episode last night) but whats the one thing the app is having issues with?  

Yep, tracking HR.  Damn it +Fitbit 

So we bought Beck a Fitbit to monitor her heart rate so we can see when she goes into A-Fib and track it. And it works great on the device (had a tiny episode last night) but whats the one thing the app is having issues with?  

Yep, tracking HR.  Damn it +Fitbit ___

2015-12-14 13:40:34 (3 comments; 0 reshares; 14 +1s)Open 

This is the update you've been looking for

Beck is home. Technically she came home Saturday night but I didn't update because we both were exhausted. And I decided to spend yesterday with her (and getting things set up to get her eating better... hehehe) rather than get onto social media.

Short version: still don't know what cause the AFib (no surprise there) and still aren't 100% sure if the meds stopped it Friday or if it just ran it's course (it's sporadic).

So. New meds (to control the heart rate and stuff) and new protocols. We purchased a BP device to check her blood pressure and heart rate a couple times a day. BP is higher than I'd like but the heart rate is normal so far.

Next up: doctors appointments. Several of them.  

So there you have it. no real change except she's home rather than at... more »

This is the update you've been looking for

Beck is home. Technically she came home Saturday night but I didn't update because we both were exhausted. And I decided to spend yesterday with her (and getting things set up to get her eating better... hehehe) rather than get onto social media.

Short version: still don't know what cause the AFib (no surprise there) and still aren't 100% sure if the meds stopped it Friday or if it just ran it's course (it's sporadic).

So. New meds (to control the heart rate and stuff) and new protocols. We purchased a BP device to check her blood pressure and heart rate a couple times a day. BP is higher than I'd like but the heart rate is normal so far.

Next up: doctors appointments. Several of them.  

So there you have it. no real change except she's home rather than at the hospital.___

2015-12-12 17:00:11 (2 comments; 0 reshares; 9 +1s)Open 

Update on Becky​ (the what day is it Edition)

So as up last night her heart rate dropped back to normal and the A-Fib had stopped.

As exciting is this news might seems, it is apparently normal for A-Fib to come and go. Which means that right now they aren't 100% sure if it stopped because it stopped or because the meds are working.

So she is still there under observation. The good news is however that most of the experimentation with medication and testing can be done via outpatient so she hopefully will get to come home today. At worse tomorrow.

I hope.

Update on Becky​ (the what day is it Edition)

So as up last night her heart rate dropped back to normal and the A-Fib had stopped.

As exciting is this news might seems, it is apparently normal for A-Fib to come and go. Which means that right now they aren't 100% sure if it stopped because it stopped or because the meds are working.

So she is still there under observation. The good news is however that most of the experimentation with medication and testing can be done via outpatient so she hopefully will get to come home today. At worse tomorrow.

I hope.___

2015-12-11 17:54:26 (8 comments; 0 reshares; 3 +1s)Open 

update #2

They are saying she has A-Fib. And while that in and of itself supposedly isn't life threatening it does increase her risk of stroke (as does her birth defect, high BP, and being a 'her').

The reason is that apparently instead of the two chambers of her heart (atrium and ventricle ) operating in concert the atria are fluttering and that can cause the blood to pool and potentially clot.

So bad.

Right nows she's napping and her heart rate is hovering around 140bpm, almost twice normal. So it's possible the meds they are trying now aren't working.

Which means more tests and experimentation and, if they can't get it under control, a procedure.

So she isn't going home tonight. Tomorrow is still and unknown. 

update #2

They are saying she has A-Fib. And while that in and of itself supposedly isn't life threatening it does increase her risk of stroke (as does her birth defect, high BP, and being a 'her').

The reason is that apparently instead of the two chambers of her heart (atrium and ventricle ) operating in concert the atria are fluttering and that can cause the blood to pool and potentially clot.

So bad.

Right nows she's napping and her heart rate is hovering around 140bpm, almost twice normal. So it's possible the meds they are trying now aren't working.

Which means more tests and experimentation and, if they can't get it under control, a procedure.

So she isn't going home tonight. Tomorrow is still and unknown. ___

2015-12-11 14:11:52 (1 comments; 0 reshares; 12 +1s)Open 

Also, while I'm thinking of it, and before I forget again (I really need this year to be over. Not that the turning of a calendar page actually affects anything, but I'll take what I can get), I want to thank those the have sent me +Secret Santa​ gives.

They have all truly brightened my days and made things just that much more bearable.

Also, while I'm thinking of it, and before I forget again (I really need this year to be over. Not that the turning of a calendar page actually affects anything, but I'll take what I can get), I want to thank those the have sent me +Secret Santa​ gives.

They have all truly brightened my days and made things just that much more bearable.___

2015-12-11 13:44:02 (12 comments; 0 reshares; 6 +1s)Open 

Update

Beck was admitted overnight. They effectively ruled out heart attack (no cardiac enzymes) but couldn't completely rule out something with the heart.

Also a possibility of a bacterial infection deep in her lungs/chest/heart.

I didn't get home until after 12 wand went straight to bed (had to up at 6) so didn't update last night.

More tests today including a chemical stress test and who knows what else.

Update

Beck was admitted overnight. They effectively ruled out heart attack (no cardiac enzymes) but couldn't completely rule out something with the heart.

Also a possibility of a bacterial infection deep in her lungs/chest/heart.

I didn't get home until after 12 wand went straight to bed (had to up at 6) so didn't update last night.

More tests today including a chemical stress test and who knows what else.___

2015-12-10 22:49:43 (8 comments; 0 reshares; 1 +1s)Open 

So Beck is in the ER again with chest pains :(

So Beck is in the ER again with chest pains :(___

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2015-11-30 16:15:46 (1 comments; 0 reshares; 5 +1s)Open 

Dawgerian Chronicles

Chapter Nine

There is a singularly unique aspect to Nebulous that is not found anywhere else in the Known or Unknown universe. To be clear it isn’t, by any standard definition, really a planet. It has no core. It has no mantle or crust. It has no crazy magma layer whose entire objective is to push the continents around endlessly like children’s toys left out of the box as it made its way to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

It has no oceans. Its only land masses are giant floating continents on a mass of thick, swirling clouds. No one, not even the Exceptions that created it, know why it is the way it is.

None of those things however are especially unique to Nebulous. There are other planets known to be hollow, and planets with no sky. Planets that exist like the skin of a bubble. There are even rumors of a planetcar... more »

Dawgerian Chronicles

Chapter Nine

There is a singularly unique aspect to Nebulous that is not found anywhere else in the Known or Unknown universe. To be clear it isn’t, by any standard definition, really a planet. It has no core. It has no mantle or crust. It has no crazy magma layer whose entire objective is to push the continents around endlessly like children’s toys left out of the box as it made its way to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

It has no oceans. Its only land masses are giant floating continents on a mass of thick, swirling clouds. No one, not even the Exceptions that created it, know why it is the way it is.

None of those things however are especially unique to Nebulous. There are other planets known to be hollow, and planets with no sky. Planets that exist like the skin of a bubble. There are even rumors of a planet carried around on the back of a turtle. What makes Nebulous special is that because it isn’t a proper planet, it doesn’t have to respect the law of gravity very well.

On the top of the continents, gravity behaves; it pulls everything down, toward the center, as one would expect. On the underside of each continent, however, things are a little different, and gravity operates in reverse. There, the same gravity the pull, instead pushes, acting as if each continent possessed its own center of gravity inside its own mass, rather than at the center of the planet.

The phenomenon isn’t limited to the continents. This gravity inversion or demarcation extends around the entire planet . . . nebula . . . thing.

This phenomenon has allowed the peoples of Nebulous to create thriving communities on both the top and bottom of the so called continents.

As such, just about every Cloud Ship on Nebulous, especially those that trade on with the Under, eventually has to pass through the Edge, that boundary between the upper and lower parts of the continent. Normally there is nothing to be concerned about other than a slight jarring as the ship adjusts to the change in gravity.

All this information flashed through Harley’s mind when he heard the Professor suggest the Krishna maneuver, something he had never attempted but, as he thought about it, would be a perfect way to stress-test a new ship. He made a mental note to bring it up to the Captain during the next staff meeting.

He leapt (literally) into action the moment he felt the ship begin to accelerate, flipping switches and twisting dials as he danced around the room.

He had been the engineer for the Captain for several years and had worked on multiple ships and engines in variousengine rooms during that time. Each new ship saw him spending days and sometimes weeks down in the engine room exploring and getting to know each and every nut, bolt, and wire.

This, in addition to making modifications to the space to account for his small stature. He installed shelves and platforms in various places to help him reach the controls that couldn’t be relocated. Some he did himself, others were done by a fellow mechanic named Mel.

As he leapt around the room preparing for the maneuver Phineas was about to perform, he kept glancing at the monitor that had recently dinged. Its task had been to gather information from around the net and assemble a composite of recent events; it had just finished rendering the attack launched by the giant new ship against the one that attacked their own from behind.

The events surrounding that attack had bothered Harley from the very beginning. He had yet to be able to put his paw on anything specific, which was why he hadn’t said anything to the captain, and the render didn’t shout an answer, but it definitely didn’t help ease his mind.

Something about it was off, and it worried him.

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Morigan sat buckled into the chair that had been folded into the wall. He wasn’t happy. Not even a little bit. This was supposed to have been a normal, quiet little trip. He had been conned into visiting his mother-in-law. Well, not conned exactly; more like threatened.

When the captain made the announcement he ignored it, thinking it was just a thinly veiled excuse for bad piloting. After all, if they were any good they wouldn’t be piloting a wreck like this.

That changed the moment he was smacked in the face by his mattress. He had glanced up just as it flew across the room. He uttered some unintelligible sound and threw his arms up in worthless defense. It didn’t hit hard but it was enough to move him and the chair he had been sitting in to the other side of the room. In fact, the impact with the wall made him wish the mattress were on the other side. In that moment (rather in the one after that one where he had recovered. Mostly.) he decided that it might be seriously bad piloting, and had ran next door to check on Trilofax.

Quickly he returned to his own cabin, replaced the mattress, secured it and the rest of his things, he strapped himself in.

He made more noises and his eyes grew wide as the ship shifted again and his bed sheets, the one thing he had forgotten to secure, came flying at him.

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Phineas directed the ship into a perfectly vertical climb seconds after crossing over into the Cloud. He quickly leveled out and cut power to the engines. The ship slowly began to free-fall; Phineas fought with the controls in an effort to force the ship to roll over so it was fell belly up. Everyone held their breath as the ship continued to fall as it approached the invisible divider that was the Edge. The Professor grabbed his seat and stomach as the ship suddenly, and somewhat disconcertingly crossed the Edge and began to bob back and forth across the divide.
Phineas re-engaged the engines and turned the ship back towards the underside of the continent known as Vintri.

Static suddenly erupted over the intercom followed by Harleys voice, "I would like to remind you that we now have no sensors. You will only have what you see out of the front viewport to guide you."

"Duly noted," said Phineas, frowning. He grasped the controls in front of him and focused on the scene outside, planning his actions and course.

"Might I remind you Phin," the Captain began, "that this is my ship and I want to keep it in one piece."

Harley came over the intercom again. "Technically Captain, the bank still-"

Captain Remarkable smiled as he thumbed the intercom off.

He switched it back on, "...and they won’t be happy...", and switched it off.

He switched it on again, "...possibly repossse...". Off.

Phineas looked over to Faulkner, smiled, and shook his head.

The Captain flipped the comm on one final time only to hear silence. Smiling he asked, "Any idea where we are Harley?"

"We are somewhere near the Narrows but I don't know not exactly where. I’m working on it. The beacons on Underside are on a different frequency that those Topside and with the sensors down I’m having trouble find it."

"Understood, let me know when you get a signal. Faulkner, damage report."

"Uh captain, we might have other problems," interrupted Harley. "I had my systems collecting data up until the moment we crossed the Edge, and it looks like the Evolution-class ship followed us."

"Damn. Do we have any specs on the ship?"

"I have some sensor readings," replied Faulkner. "They are not heavily armored but they are going to be faster and more maneuverable than we are."

"I might have a solution for that Captain. I just located the signal for the Underside net; we are just outside the Narrow."

"Understood Harley. Faulkner, damage?"

"Reports still coming in Captain, but it looks minimal. Damage to the sensor array, obviously, and some shifting in the cargo bay, but nothing major."

"Have Waterson and Michaels re-secure the cargo and get the security team to make a quick check of the passenger levels. Phin, think you can get us in and out of the Narrows without sensors?"

"Possibly. Harley, how fast can you gather data from the net?"

"Nowhere near real-time. If you’re thinking of using that as a sensor for navigating the Narrows, forget it. Once we enter we will lose the connection anyway. You’ll be flying blind."

"Don’t tell me you are suddenly questioning my skills as a pilot, Harley."

"No, just reminding you. Also, something else to keep in mind; if they follow us in they will lose sensors as well-"

The Captain cut in, smiling despite the odds. "In that case the decision is easy. Phineas, take us in."

"Hide in the Narrows; roger that Captain," Phineas replied, and aimed the ship toward the crevice looming at them through the window.

#chronicle   #sundayserial  

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2015-11-30 14:25:04 (3 comments; 0 reshares; 9 +1s)Open 

Greetings and Salutations

Two things, one a little self-motivated, the other a case of perspective that I encountered when reading one of my favorite books over the holiday.

The first, re: Chronicles. Does anyone read it? Does anyone care to read it? I'm asking not because I want praise of attention or anything like that, I genuinely want and am looking for feedback. It's true that the story is still mostly raw (In that I have gone through and done my re-write passes, but it hasn't been given to the/an editor), and I've been told by a couple people that parts of it were good (meaning that they commented on a single post and I am assuming they are referring to that post).  

I'm not going to stop posting it, but I will admit that I've forgotten to post it for a couple weeks. Still trying to get that part of things worked out. The meds... more »

Greetings and Salutations

Two things, one a little self-motivated, the other a case of perspective that I encountered when reading one of my favorite books over the holiday.

The first, re: Chronicles. Does anyone read it? Does anyone care to read it? I'm asking not because I want praise of attention or anything like that, I genuinely want and am looking for feedback. It's true that the story is still mostly raw (In that I have gone through and done my re-write passes, but it hasn't been given to the/an editor), and I've been told by a couple people that parts of it were good (meaning that they commented on a single post and I am assuming they are referring to that post).  

I'm not going to stop posting it, but I will admit that I've forgotten to post it for a couple weeks. Still trying to get that part of things worked out. The meds help but they are not a complete fix-all.  

So, the question is, does anyone enjoy it? What do you like and don't you like? I don't want to keep posting if everyone thinks its garbage. But at the same time, I have other ideas in my notebook and head (again, the meds help but only in the sense that there are fewer TV's and the volume is lower :) and just kind of want to know, in general, if I should work on those and side-line Chronicles or keep working on Chronicles and work on the others as I can.

I will post the next chapter today.

Second thing, perspective.  I started reading Asimov's Robot novels again over the holiday. It's funny but I know I've read them but don't remember the first book Caves of Steel being like it was.  Odd.

But that isn't the perspective part. It's funny in a way reading a book that is suppose to be set in the distant future (about 3000 years) written from the perspective of a gentleman in the 50's. By that I mean the language and familial interactions are very, very much from the 50's. When the main characters son 'curses' he uses words like "Gosh!". Then there is the tech. Much is based on advanced versions of the tech that existed when Asimov wrote the story, records are kept on computer tape, calling someone meant using the public communication unit (pay phone). Yet there are things like the positronic brain, underground transit systems, and non-lethal police  items.

It's fascinating to read it with the knowledge and tech we have now.___

2015-11-20 15:58:44 (7 comments; 0 reshares; 15 +1s)Open 

Greetings and Salutations

First off, I have a visit with the psychologist(?) Monday to review how i'm doing on the new meds. See if my dosage is right and probably discuss ongoing sessions. Personally I think my dosage is spot on as I'm far more productive and such. Even Beck thinks so.

As far as session go... I'm not overly thrilled with them. Mainly because I don't like talking, much less about myself. But if they help I will do them because I want to be the version of myself I know I can be.

I can't wait until I'm done with whatever ailment is lingering and I can see what I'm like without the limiting factor if the exhaustion.

Also, major thanks to +Bliss Morgan for the peach stuff she brought me. Still trying to figure out how to use them all and apologies for taking so long to say thank you.

On a side note,... more »

Greetings and Salutations

First off, I have a visit with the psychologist(?) Monday to review how i'm doing on the new meds. See if my dosage is right and probably discuss ongoing sessions. Personally I think my dosage is spot on as I'm far more productive and such. Even Beck thinks so.

As far as session go... I'm not overly thrilled with them. Mainly because I don't like talking, much less about myself. But if they help I will do them because I want to be the version of myself I know I can be.

I can't wait until I'm done with whatever ailment is lingering and I can see what I'm like without the limiting factor if the exhaustion.

Also, major thanks to +Bliss Morgan for the peach stuff she brought me. Still trying to figure out how to use them all and apologies for taking so long to say thank you.

On a side note, something that popped into my head this AM.

Four events in media (TV/Comics/Movies/etc..) that had a huge affect on me as a kid:

1. MacGyver. The idea that a '[super]hero' had no powers other than his brain was awesome to me as a kid. I was the guy in class that got all A's and B's (except in social subject like P.E.) and the idea that someone could be liked and be smart was world shattering to me. Plus, didn't like guns. Growing up in the south I was the odd one out because I hated firearms. So that was cool too.

2. Transformers the Movie (the 80's version). It was the first time I had ever heard a curse word (Damn it!) uttered in a cartoon. It still is a moment that affects me for some reason.

3. Watchman comics. I hated, hated the fact that the heroes always won and saved the day. Just once as I kid I wanted the hero to fail, to show a flaw and humanity. There has been a lot of 'almosts' but the hero always managed to stop the villains evil plan somehow. This was the first time in comics I had seen the villain basically win.

4. Batman: A Death in the Family. Robin died. Brutally. At the hands of Joker. And Batman wasn't able to save him. That was HUGE. And it was supposed to be a final final death (of course they brought him back much later), and at the time it was like whoa... Even as a young adult that was a major deviation. And the fact that we, the fans, got to vote? Icing on the cake.

What things affected you as a youngster?___

2015-11-17 14:14:29 (4 comments; 0 reshares; 10 +1s)Open 

Wake up to find out I am no longer contributing to something and am surprisingly okay with it.

Bullshit way of doing it, but whatever :)

Wake up to find out I am no longer contributing to something and am surprisingly okay with it.

Bullshit way of doing it, but whatever :)___

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2015-11-13 13:47:12 (11 comments; 9 reshares; 30 +1s)Open 

Cotton doilys dipped in clay slip & kiln fired.
The cotton burns away, leaving these delicate ceramics to display.

stolen from Facebook
https://www.facebook.com/bohobazaaar/photos/a.1510359272608249.1073741829.1510131442631032/1514791138831729/?type=3&fref=nf

Cotton doilys dipped in clay slip & kiln fired.
The cotton burns away, leaving these delicate ceramics to display.

stolen from Facebook
https://www.facebook.com/bohobazaaar/photos/a.1510359272608249.1073741829.1510131442631032/1514791138831729/?type=3&fref=nf___

2015-11-11 14:37:14 (14 comments; 0 reshares; 19 +1s)Open 

Sometimes doing the right thing means admitting you failed.


or Adventures in ADD

Something I've learned (the hard way... is there any other?) is that failure is not a bad word.  It still sucks, and admitting it is still very, very hard.

Do I have a point? Yes. No. Yes.

The point is I've been fighting for years (READ: 30+) to find a balance point between all the shit in my head, but more specifically the AD(H)D and everything that goes with it. I've read every book from every specialist on the subject, tried (and failed) to use some of their tricks (look, writing notes is great. Assuming you a.) remember you wrote one and b.) can remember where the hell you put it.)

I've read all the "Git 'er done" books, the organization books, the meditation books, the structure books... and topics I can't remember (oh,... more »

Sometimes doing the right thing means admitting you failed.


or Adventures in ADD

Something I've learned (the hard way... is there any other?) is that failure is not a bad word.  It still sucks, and admitting it is still very, very hard.

Do I have a point? Yes. No. Yes.

The point is I've been fighting for years (READ: 30+) to find a balance point between all the shit in my head, but more specifically the AD(H)D and everything that goes with it. I've read every book from every specialist on the subject, tried (and failed) to use some of their tricks (look, writing notes is great. Assuming you a.) remember you wrote one and b.) can remember where the hell you put it.)

I've read all the "Git 'er done" books, the organization books, the meditation books, the structure books... and topics I can't remember (oh, that reminds me, the improve your memory books too). Some bits worked, others didn't. As is par for the course in life. Not everything works for everyone. Which is why I hate the 'This is how you do X books'. No, that is how you do it. It's different for me.

Anyway, back from the tangent. 

Some of you might remember I talked a couple weeks ago about going to my PCP to ask for help. She recommended a psych group that I needed to talk to in order to get any pills (i.e. Ritalin). I made the appointment and, after a reschedule that had to do with missing paperwork, I went. 

Confession time. I've seen psychologists and psychotherapists in the past. None of the experiences were good. So I was leary and slightly confrontation (I honestly expected to be told it was all my imagination).

The doc wasn't nice. He wasn't mean either. He was polite, inquisitive, patient, and honest. He didn't pull punches. He didn't coddle or placate. Which I am thankful for. He was very matter-of-fact and did a full evaluation even though I had my paperwork that said I had already been diagnosed.

He concurred. And gave me a prescription. Which I filled.

To give you a indication of why all this is amazing, any one of those actions I took I could have easily let slip. And in the past I have. The fact that I followed through on each one is a minor miracle.

And I'm glad I did. I think the meds are working. I'm in a ramp up phase right now, slowly increasing the dose to see what affect it has. I'm in the middle phase and I can tell a difference. Part of the problem is that for the first phase I was away at a conference running D&D games. So there wasn't a real way to tell if it was helping.

Except I could. I realized on the second day that I was putting together my stuff at night in preparation for the next day. Packing so that I didn't have to spend time in the morning to get ready.  Typically I'm very, very last minute. Running around like an idiot to find things and leaving stuff (as an example I left my dice in the hotel room on the second half of the first day)

So things are getting better. I feel clearer. I feel like I'm not being as distracted as much (there are still squirrels however). And I feel like I can focus on things.  

So I failed to do it myself. Even though I've developed a ton of tricks and mechanisms for getting through the day I wasn't able to silence the TV's in my head. There are still there but there are fewer and the volume is down.

That is a minor victory.

So here's the future victories. And to whatever lies ahead.  ___

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2015-11-10 20:06:05 (0 comments; 0 reshares; 4 +1s)Open 

Did you miss me? Yes, I know it's late. Later than late actually. Ended up spending hours in the Clinic getting my meds changed to try and get rid of this f-ing cough and get my voice back.

Dawgerian Chronicles

Chapter Eight

Quinten didn’t so much clean the bar top as he helped in the relocation of various spots and stains. It was hard to call what he did polishing, yet the bar was smooth and slightly shiny from years of wiping and spot relocating.

He looked up and continued wiping absently as his gaze scanned the room, checking for almost-empty mugs and plates. He also was checking to make sure no one was pocketing any of his silverware. Including the staff. It had been in his family for several generations and although it was technically worthless, one never knew with the crowd that frequented the Wasted Drum. They had a tendency to pincht... more »

Did you miss me? Yes, I know it's late. Later than late actually. Ended up spending hours in the Clinic getting my meds changed to try and get rid of this f-ing cough and get my voice back.

Dawgerian Chronicles

Chapter Eight

Quinten didn’t so much clean the bar top as he helped in the relocation of various spots and stains. It was hard to call what he did polishing, yet the bar was smooth and slightly shiny from years of wiping and spot relocating.

He looked up and continued wiping absently as his gaze scanned the room, checking for almost-empty mugs and plates. He also was checking to make sure no one was pocketing any of his silverware. Including the staff. It had been in his family for several generations and although it was technically worthless, one never knew with the crowd that frequented the Wasted Drum. They had a tendency to pinch things simply because they were there. And it wasn’t cheap to have new silverware made that looked like it belonged. Nothing worse than a shiny new fork or a spoon one could see their reflection in.*  All those nicks, scratches and pits cost extra coins, not to mention the de-shinification process.

A haze hung over the entire room as Quinten looked around. It has always been there and no one knew where it came from. His father once speculated that it was just something that spontaneously appeared in taverns like this or anywhere that groups of people gathered, laughed, played, and fought. Although the thought made no sense to him, Quinten couldn’t think of a better explanation for it. Regardless of its origin, it gave the room an ironic bit of cheery atmosphere. The haze itself was depressing, but for some reason people laughed and cheered upon seeing it as they entered the room, almost like it wasn’t a real place without the haze. Or maybe that was the half priced drinks and corn on a stick banners that hung on the walls.

Cheers and shouts came from one darkish corner of the room where a group had gathered to play Liars Dice, a game Quinten never played anymore primarily because he always lost. Always. His wife told him it was because he was too honest but he suspected it was because he was a bad liar.

In another corner, this one brightly lit, a group of would-be and has-been adventurers were pouring over maps and sketchings of a lost treasure that had recently been found. They used a lot of "olde"s and" thou"s and ordered round after round of ale. Fortunately Quentin kept a cask on hand for just such an occasion. It never ceased to amaze him just how many treasure hunter types managed to make their way into the city. Many years ago half the tables and chairs had been moved to create a small dance area when they had put in the juke box. After many experimental positions Quentin found the perfect place for it, where the patrons could hear it but it he couldn't.

Quinten went back to stain relocation. It was a point of pride, that bar top. It had been wiped by his father before him and his father’s father, and his father’s father’s father before all that. It was a family tradition to wipe the bar down. Ever since some distant ancestor first opened the doors of the Wasted Drum for the first time, just inside the city limits of Caldor, one of his kin had wiped down that bar. And not just any kin no, it was sons and fathers. He smiled thinking about all the history and heritage, heart and hope that had gone into the wiping. All the stains and spills, all the scratches and scuffs in the surface of the wood told thousands of upon thousands of stories.

A frown crept across his face as he remember that his son, his only son, had chosen to pursue another career as a Wizard-at-Large. He couldn't look forward to teaching the technique his father had taught him, couldn’t look forward to sharing the stories and haze of the tavern with his son.

He smiled again as he glanced down the bar and saw his one of his two daughters slid her diaper-encased butt back and forth along the smooth wood. It occurred to him that he might yet be able to hand along the guarded technique of bar wiping. Then it suddenly occurred to him that she might not actually be cleaning the bar. He tossed the rag into the sink and quickly snatched the little girl off the bar. The smell caught him just as he passed the spot in which she sat on his way to the cradle stashed behind the bar. Holding her out at arms length he called over to his wife who simply put her hands on her hips.

The pleading look on Quinten’s face didn’t change her mind in the slightest; she merely pointed to the bathroom.

It was then that the door burst open and a gaggle of brightly colored and overly boisterous women, men, and things Quinten couldn’t immediately identify came tromping in. There was nothing even remotely somber about the group and in fact they made the already loud room seem quiet by comparison. Quinten wrenched up his face as he realized who was coming in and suddenly wanted nothing more in the world than to be in the bathroom drowning his daughter’s rather pungent butt in the sink. As he pushed through the toilet door he caught a glimpse of the former Sovereign Mayor of Frumunda entering the tavern. He disappeared as quickly as possible. Just in case he had been seen.

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"Come Captain; why so glum my old friend?"

"Because we really need to get home, sir."

"Not this again Davids. Must we talk about this? Now?"

"Sir." Captain Davids came to full attention. "Not everyone here is so relieved to be away from their family and responsibilities."

The crowd that had entered with the Captain and Mayor fell silent. This was an argument they had heard several times over the last few days, but never had the Captain been so blunt before.

"You are very correct Captain Davids. But please, tell me how you would go about getting us home? From everything you’ve told me about this city, even if we walked outside the city limits at first light we would have absolutely no idea where on Vintri we are since no one can predict where it will appear each day. So if we prepare for the worse possible situation, where we come out on the far side of the continent, how can we carry enough supplies to make it home? Or better yet, how long will it take to even get home?"

"I. . . I don’t know sir" the Captain replied, slumping his shoulders. "I don’t have all the answers. I just feel like we are making no effort to return."

"Captain, I’ve met your wife. No offense, but we both know she makes Eloise look like a saint. Are you honestly telling me you would be willing to travel for an unknown number of days with finite supplies to get home to her?"

The Mayor smiled to the others and bid them to return to their jovalities as he pulled the Captain across the room to a table isolated enough that they wouldn’t be overheard by anything less than a professional eavesdropper.

"Look, I understand your position. You are Captain of the Imperial Guard of Frumunda, it is your charge to protect the realm and see that its people are safe. I truly do understand. And I know that people think of me as an absent-minded flub whose only redemming quality is that I’m fun at parties, but I don’t want us to just go willy-nilly into the wilds of Vintri with nothing but a hope and a prayer. We need intel."

Davids raised single eyebrow as the corners of his mouth twitched, which caused the Mayor to laugh out loud. "I’ve been around you too long, my friend. I’m starting to use your words.

"I’m going to be honest with you Davids; I don’t want to go back. Of course, you probably already know that. There is nothing for me there. Eloise doesn’t really like me, and the court. . . well, they merely tolerate me as mayor. I’m happy here. Here I can become someone else, someone new. Here I can be Henry Henderson, flambouyant extraordinaire!" the Mayor exclaimed with a flourish of his hands.

"You know at some point they will send someone to try and find us. We should make every effort to help them."

"Look Captain, I get it. Honestly. But I have to ask again, what can we do? Each night this city moves to another random location on the continent. I have absolutely no idea how we would facilitate helping ourselves, much less any would-be rescuers. If you have any thoughts about the matter, please share them."

The Captain slapped the table hard and stood up quickly, causing his chair to teeter slightly and almost fall over backwards as he began to pace. "I don’t understand, how can you be so calm and complacent about this? For that matter, how have the people of this city learned to live like this! Never knowing what tomorrow will bring, never knowing where they are going to be. We’ve only been here a few days and I’m starting to lose it."

The tavern again got quiet at the Captain’s outburst. Essie, Quentins wife, walked over with a look of stern determiniation. "Gentlemen, can you please keep it down. You are disturbing our guests."

"Our deepest apologies madam," said the Mayor. "Perhaps you can help us a moment. We only just arrived in town and were wondering, can you give any insight into how the people of Caldor survive the city’s constant moving? It would seem like you would run out of food and everyone would have left long ago."

Essie pulled a chair over from another table and took a seat near Henry. Captain Davids stood behind his chair with his hands on its back and leaned in slightly.

"Not in any technical sense, but I know there are massive farms withint the city limits that produce a good bit of our food. Many families also have gardens and several of the larger building have gardens on their roofs. We also have a large lake that we draw water from."

"Surely that can’t produce enough for the entire city to eat. What about meat or building materials?"

"First thing after the city re-appears we send out four scouting parties to try to determine where we are. Everyone in Vintri knows about Caldor and are more than willing to trade with us. We have some fantastic artists in the city and a Caldorian vase can sell for quite a few coins."

Captain Davids stood at upright again. "Sir, if we can send out a couple of our men on one of those scouting teams we might be able to escape the city."

"Yes, well, we can’t talk to the Mayor of Caldor tonight; his offices are closed. We will have to wait until tomorrow morning. First thing I will go see him about the possiblity."

"Excellent, and then perhaps we can find a way to get home!" Captain Davids hugged Essie, who laughed and went back to her tasks, only glancing back once at Henry, who was far less cheerful than he had been when his entourage first entered the tavern.

"Yes," he muttered as his finger traced little circles on the rough wood of the table. "Home."


* Not that many actually wanted to see their reflections mind you. But it was always a possibility Quentin had to be aware of.


#sundayserial  ___

2015-11-10 16:57:18 (8 comments; 0 reshares; 4 +1s)Open 

So, while at CarnageCon this weekend (technically after the con but anyway...) I had a thought. I think +Lisa Cohen should get a stand/booth/whatever at the big RPG cons (TotalCon, OCG, Carnage, etc) and sell Dragon Bellies.  

I'm willing to bet the players would eat that up!

So, while at CarnageCon this weekend (technically after the con but anyway...) I had a thought. I think +Lisa Cohen should get a stand/booth/whatever at the big RPG cons (TotalCon, OCG, Carnage, etc) and sell Dragon Bellies.  

I'm willing to bet the players would eat that up!___

2015-11-09 14:09:54 (1 comments; 0 reshares; 6 +1s)Open 

For the one person that noticed I didn't post Chronicles* yesterday, I'm away at a con, returning tonight. Will post it then. Be on the look out. :)










* yea, I need to stop the self-deprecating. I'm working on it. More on that coming soon.

For the one person that noticed I didn't post Chronicles* yesterday, I'm away at a con, returning tonight. Will post it then. Be on the look out. :)










* yea, I need to stop the self-deprecating. I'm working on it. More on that coming soon.___

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2015-11-03 14:32:42 (4 comments; 0 reshares; 13 +1s)Open 

Greetings and Salutations

Meh.

Pic is Sammy looking out the window for something to bark at.

That is all.

Greetings and Salutations

Meh.

Pic is Sammy looking out the window for something to bark at.

That is all.___

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