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Happy Frikkin Birthday and stuff....on behalf of Team Volare may we all share a beer for you getting older....
I love you!!!
- Mood:
happy
As of late the time has been flying by. Work is weighing heavily upon me and chaos ensues in the environment on a daily basis. Don't get me wrong, I like the start-up atmosphere and I work damn hard pulling process and procedure together, but sometimes it gets to a guy...y'know? Well, in the end it'll all be worth it.
So, job is going ok.
Which brings us to The Move(tm). I've told most of you in person at DDC, but I keep forgetting that there are those of you out of arm's reach so I'll let you know here. I'm headed back to the East coast, more specifically to the Northern Virginia/Maryland area. There are several reasons that prompt this move, first and foremost is that Sabrina is going to need a support system when I go in for my transplant(s). Not that I'm saying that anyone here wouldn't help out...but in all honesty, this is a bit more then just bumming a ride, or going out for coffee to talk things out. If all goes well then Ill be down for the count for two to three months while I heal up and get back on track, and being in an environment where there's immediate family it would help tremendously. It takes a load off of my mind knowing that SHE is taken care of and all I have to worry about is getting better. The down side is IF something goes wrong and I, God forbid, don't make it...then she'll be back home and not have to worry how she's going to survive. So security is playing a MAJOR role in this decision.
That, and coupled with the fact that I make a fairly decent living, and hitting all my caps I make a six figure income. Added to that is Bri's income and we STILL can't afford a decent house. With a 12% affordable housing ratio in the area...yeah...thanks, but no thanks. I want to live somewhere where I CAN buy a house and 400k will get me 10k sq. feet. Y'know? Plus I look at it this way. I'll be back twice a year for CCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnn
In this age of electronica there's no way we'll lose touch--unless we WANT to, that is.
So, I'm slowly but surely getting all of my medical info together to transfer my records to Johns Hopkins from UCSF. Ah the joys of bureaucracy. :)
Shoulder and collarbone are still healing from the car accident....damn ninja trees....so all is well on that front, and I am making the move towards Networking and Data Warehousing and getting the HELL out of Sales and Marketing (gods help me).
My muse has stirred from her long slumber and my writing has begun to tickle the back of my reptilian hind brain once again. H came up with a nifty idea over in his journal (savageplanet-yes I know you can link it, but LJ keeps giving me a ration of shit whenever I try to do it so smeg off and go hunt him up) called "In the Name of the King". Long story short...it's Fantasy Rainbow 6. Cool idea that I think could catch on and sell. Whatdoya say H...96 page pdf? ;) I gots some flava yo...heh heh heh.
On a continued gaming note, the Chicago M&M game continues to excite me. My players are wonderful and I never grow tired of it. I must find a way to keep my hand in when I move...the story is too good to just drop. Which reminds me that I will be a little gamer island all by myself out in the wilds of VA/MD. Got to find a local gaming shop to get my geek on. This every 6 months b.s just will.not.do. Oh, lest I forget, I'll probably be paring down my gaming crap once again so I don't have to pack it. I'll let you know what's available (like all my 7th Seas crap that I never play anymore...or my Champions stuff now that I've found M&M)...so stay tuned!!
Enough rambling for now. You know where to find me if need be.
Grimm~
So, job is going ok.
Which brings us to The Move(tm). I've told most of you in person at DDC, but I keep forgetting that there are those of you out of arm's reach so I'll let you know here. I'm headed back to the East coast, more specifically to the Northern Virginia/Maryland area. There are several reasons that prompt this move, first and foremost is that Sabrina is going to need a support system when I go in for my transplant(s). Not that I'm saying that anyone here wouldn't help out...but in all honesty, this is a bit more then just bumming a ride, or going out for coffee to talk things out. If all goes well then Ill be down for the count for two to three months while I heal up and get back on track, and being in an environment where there's immediate family it would help tremendously. It takes a load off of my mind knowing that SHE is taken care of and all I have to worry about is getting better. The down side is IF something goes wrong and I, God forbid, don't make it...then she'll be back home and not have to worry how she's going to survive. So security is playing a MAJOR role in this decision.
That, and coupled with the fact that I make a fairly decent living, and hitting all my caps I make a six figure income. Added to that is Bri's income and we STILL can't afford a decent house. With a 12% affordable housing ratio in the area...yeah...thanks, but no thanks. I want to live somewhere where I CAN buy a house and 400k will get me 10k sq. feet. Y'know? Plus I look at it this way. I'll be back twice a year for CCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnn
In this age of electronica there's no way we'll lose touch--unless we WANT to, that is.
So, I'm slowly but surely getting all of my medical info together to transfer my records to Johns Hopkins from UCSF. Ah the joys of bureaucracy. :)
Shoulder and collarbone are still healing from the car accident....damn ninja trees....so all is well on that front, and I am making the move towards Networking and Data Warehousing and getting the HELL out of Sales and Marketing (gods help me).
My muse has stirred from her long slumber and my writing has begun to tickle the back of my reptilian hind brain once again. H came up with a nifty idea over in his journal (savageplanet-yes I know you can link it, but LJ keeps giving me a ration of shit whenever I try to do it so smeg off and go hunt him up) called "In the Name of the King". Long story short...it's Fantasy Rainbow 6. Cool idea that I think could catch on and sell. Whatdoya say H...96 page pdf? ;) I gots some flava yo...heh heh heh.
On a continued gaming note, the Chicago M&M game continues to excite me. My players are wonderful and I never grow tired of it. I must find a way to keep my hand in when I move...the story is too good to just drop. Which reminds me that I will be a little gamer island all by myself out in the wilds of VA/MD. Got to find a local gaming shop to get my geek on. This every 6 months b.s just will.not.do. Oh, lest I forget, I'll probably be paring down my gaming crap once again so I don't have to pack it. I'll let you know what's available (like all my 7th Seas crap that I never play anymore...or my Champions stuff now that I've found M&M)...so stay tuned!!
Enough rambling for now. You know where to find me if need be.
Grimm~
- Mood:
contemplative
A.) Not busy around 7:30 tonight, and
B.) Can give Bri and I a ride to the Sunnyvale Caltrain station so we can go to the SF airport?
The original person had to bail due to a family emergency. If ya can't no sweat....just thought I'd ask.
Thanks for the help in advance!
[Insert George Takai voiceover "Oh MY" and spinning beer bottle]
Meanwhile in San Ramon....
Showed up on site in the midafternoon with lovely wife in tow. Called mi amigos who came down with trolley cart and helped unload truck, sherpa'd everything upstairs and settled in for an amazingly short weekend filled with debauchery and a little gaming thrown i for good measure.
Friday: Drank, acclimated to the con environment, played Garren Bek (Wko? Me...Garren Bek and you know what ol' Garren Bek sez in a time like this?) a long time favorite character of mine from ages past when Alex and I played in a friend's SW game back when the earth was cooling off. Much fun, new partner for my ship (Damn you for leaving me Wang!!!!) and again...did I mention the drinking? A good time was had by all...thanks again to Alex for running.
Saturday: Played Ivan "the Terrible (dresser)" Toponov in ECM and Jenn B.'s "Buffyverse" game. I was the leader of the Russian vampires who were at odds with the English vamps (ruled over by my hermano, El Camino) and we were trying to divide up the city because the infamous Sheriff Blackwell had kicked the bucket and left a power vacuum. Sure there were demons and other bits to the story going on, but the real important stuff was who was getting the city? :) The people spoke and voted me the lesser of two evils (how on earth that happened is way beyond me...I guess I hide my evil better?) and decided that Rob had to go. Many thanks go out to Autumn (Emily R.'s sister) who was playing a fire elemental and just decided to set Rob on fire, on a whim, after I had (unsuccessfully mind you) tried to convince her to do the exact same thing only two minutes before. Sometimes life just works out for the best that way, y'know? That, coupled with the fact that me and my faithful sidekick Soyka (played by our very own Matt L.) made fast friends with the Slayer, we became actual "good guy" vampires who got the spoils in the end. Not bad for a night's work I must say! :D
Saturday night was Joe "Big Daddy Squid" P's and Dave "Show her my O face" O.'s 1950's Mutants in the Antarctic game. I got to play a stoic latino (typecasting? Noooooooooo :P) named Dark Matter who was from the future (2011) sent back to stop the mutants from making a terrible mistake (namely by listening to an egomaniacal German named Panzer, played by my brutha-from-another-mother El Camino) and to help "push" them into a different path. Much role playing fun was had and the character was a super concept who I enjoyed playing alot. Thanks again Joe and Dave for an excellent game, and again to all who participated in that one as well, even if you were mutie scum! :P
Sunday: Woke up with a little kidney discomfort so I cut out the drinking and stuck to water all day, that seemed to help, plus the drugs. Didn't want to mix alcohol with narcotics and wind up a cover story on TMZ or something, so all was well. Got to NPC in an absolutely fabulous "7th Seas" LARP run by verra goot frens; Dreams of Deirdre (who, if you haven't played in one of their games I strongly urge you to do so...they run in the Bay area and the Seattle area, so if you get the chance check them out). I got to play a sadistic Montaigne jailer-cum-torturer with a penchant for Valencia oranges (what better way to make juice then to beat you with a sack of oranges?) in Act I, then in Act II I got to run amok as a host of scurvy piratical mooks with names like "Little Runt" and "Deadeye". Act II of the three act play had me playing a mercenary Ussurian assassin with wavering loyalties. I could shapechange into a big snow leopard and had much fun ambushing the unsuspecting "heroes" as they passed by for the final confrontation. Great fun and laughter in the game...kudos to all who participated!!
Sunday night we (Team Volare) were slated to run our larp "Grimm by Gaslight" a Victorian horror/Ghost story and up until 7:05 that night I was only suppose to be a PLAYER in our game. This happened to be the very first game that Rob had done EVERYTHING for: plot, mechanics, mapping out details, etc. I had offered suggestions and we had bandied ideas back and forth over the months of planning it, but he took the ball and ran with it. I am proud of him, he did a fabulous job. He swears from now on we'll go back to letting me write the flava and he'll do mechanics, but for his first attempt, he did himself proud. So there I am, fixing to slip into costume when he comes bursting into my hotel room a bit agitated. I'm thinking to myself..."the keg can't empty yet, can it?" and he looks to me with wide eyes and says "Now, before you say no I need you to listen to me..." then he explains about the overflow sheet, more players, Chris saying he can get us more space to run an extra game, etc. He asks me if I think he's crazy or is it a Team Volare crazy thing to do?
We are not bright men...but our balls ARE made of brass so we do it.
Two consecutive games in two separate rooms. We were so in synch that we ended in 5 minutes of each other. It was fabulous and I loved every minute of it. A whole lot of gratitude is given to many people who helped us pull it off, for as much as we'd like to say we did it on our own--we had a lot of help pulling it off on time. I want to wish everyone that had a hand in helping us pull together the second larp so we didn't have to run anyone away a very heartfelt Thank You. I sincerely hope that each of you enjoyed yourselves and as long as you want us to run, we'll keep doing so.
Monday came and we had to go, but I will hold the memories of this past weekend very close. They will not soon fade.
Thanks again, much love to all.
Grimm~
Meanwhile in San Ramon....
Showed up on site in the midafternoon with lovely wife in tow. Called mi amigos who came down with trolley cart and helped unload truck, sherpa'd everything upstairs and settled in for an amazingly short weekend filled with debauchery and a little gaming thrown i for good measure.
Friday: Drank, acclimated to the con environment, played Garren Bek (Wko? Me...Garren Bek and you know what ol' Garren Bek sez in a time like this?) a long time favorite character of mine from ages past when Alex and I played in a friend's SW game back when the earth was cooling off. Much fun, new partner for my ship (Damn you for leaving me Wang!!!!) and again...did I mention the drinking? A good time was had by all...thanks again to Alex for running.
Saturday: Played Ivan "the Terrible (dresser)" Toponov in ECM and Jenn B.'s "Buffyverse" game. I was the leader of the Russian vampires who were at odds with the English vamps (ruled over by my hermano, El Camino) and we were trying to divide up the city because the infamous Sheriff Blackwell had kicked the bucket and left a power vacuum. Sure there were demons and other bits to the story going on, but the real important stuff was who was getting the city? :) The people spoke and voted me the lesser of two evils (how on earth that happened is way beyond me...I guess I hide my evil better?) and decided that Rob had to go. Many thanks go out to Autumn (Emily R.'s sister) who was playing a fire elemental and just decided to set Rob on fire, on a whim, after I had (unsuccessfully mind you) tried to convince her to do the exact same thing only two minutes before. Sometimes life just works out for the best that way, y'know? That, coupled with the fact that me and my faithful sidekick Soyka (played by our very own Matt L.) made fast friends with the Slayer, we became actual "good guy" vampires who got the spoils in the end. Not bad for a night's work I must say! :D
Saturday night was Joe "Big Daddy Squid" P's and Dave "Show her my O face" O.'s 1950's Mutants in the Antarctic game. I got to play a stoic latino (typecasting? Noooooooooo :P) named Dark Matter who was from the future (2011) sent back to stop the mutants from making a terrible mistake (namely by listening to an egomaniacal German named Panzer, played by my brutha-from-another-mother El Camino) and to help "push" them into a different path. Much role playing fun was had and the character was a super concept who I enjoyed playing alot. Thanks again Joe and Dave for an excellent game, and again to all who participated in that one as well, even if you were mutie scum! :P
Sunday: Woke up with a little kidney discomfort so I cut out the drinking and stuck to water all day, that seemed to help, plus the drugs. Didn't want to mix alcohol with narcotics and wind up a cover story on TMZ or something, so all was well. Got to NPC in an absolutely fabulous "7th Seas" LARP run by verra goot frens; Dreams of Deirdre (who, if you haven't played in one of their games I strongly urge you to do so...they run in the Bay area and the Seattle area, so if you get the chance check them out). I got to play a sadistic Montaigne jailer-cum-torturer with a penchant for Valencia oranges (what better way to make juice then to beat you with a sack of oranges?) in Act I, then in Act II I got to run amok as a host of scurvy piratical mooks with names like "Little Runt" and "Deadeye". Act II of the three act play had me playing a mercenary Ussurian assassin with wavering loyalties. I could shapechange into a big snow leopard and had much fun ambushing the unsuspecting "heroes" as they passed by for the final confrontation. Great fun and laughter in the game...kudos to all who participated!!
Sunday night we (Team Volare) were slated to run our larp "Grimm by Gaslight" a Victorian horror/Ghost story and up until 7:05 that night I was only suppose to be a PLAYER in our game. This happened to be the very first game that Rob had done EVERYTHING for: plot, mechanics, mapping out details, etc. I had offered suggestions and we had bandied ideas back and forth over the months of planning it, but he took the ball and ran with it. I am proud of him, he did a fabulous job. He swears from now on we'll go back to letting me write the flava and he'll do mechanics, but for his first attempt, he did himself proud. So there I am, fixing to slip into costume when he comes bursting into my hotel room a bit agitated. I'm thinking to myself..."the keg can't empty yet, can it?" and he looks to me with wide eyes and says "Now, before you say no I need you to listen to me..." then he explains about the overflow sheet, more players, Chris saying he can get us more space to run an extra game, etc. He asks me if I think he's crazy or is it a Team Volare crazy thing to do?
We are not bright men...but our balls ARE made of brass so we do it.
Two consecutive games in two separate rooms. We were so in synch that we ended in 5 minutes of each other. It was fabulous and I loved every minute of it. A whole lot of gratitude is given to many people who helped us pull it off, for as much as we'd like to say we did it on our own--we had a lot of help pulling it off on time. I want to wish everyone that had a hand in helping us pull together the second larp so we didn't have to run anyone away a very heartfelt Thank You. I sincerely hope that each of you enjoyed yourselves and as long as you want us to run, we'll keep doing so.
Monday came and we had to go, but I will hold the memories of this past weekend very close. They will not soon fade.
Thanks again, much love to all.
Grimm~
- Mood: contemplative
Grimm~
When Ole quit farming, he discovered that he was the only Lutheran in his new little town of all Catholics. That was okay, but the neighbors had a problem with his barbecuing beef every Friday. Since they couldn't eat meat on Friday, the tempting aroma was getting the best of them.
Hoping they could do something to stop this, the neighbors got together and went over to talk to Ole. 'Ole,' they said, 'since you are the only Lutheran in this whole town and there's not a Lutheran church for many miles, we think you should join our church and become a Catholic.'
Ole thought about it for a minute and decided they were probably right.
Ole talked to the priest, and they arranged it.
The big day came and the priest had Ole kneel. He put his hand on Ole's head and said, 'Ole, you were born a Lutheran, you were raised a Lutheran, and now...' he said as he sprinkled some incense over Ole's head, 'now you are a Catholic!'
Ole was happy and the neighbors were happy. But the following Friday evening at suppertime, there was again the aroma of grilled beef coming from Ole's yard. The neighbors went to talk to him about this and as they approached the fence, they heard Ole saying to the steak: 'You were born a cow, you were raised a cow,' and as he sprinkled salt over the meat he said, 'and NOW you are a FISH!'
Happy No Meat Friday!~
Just as a reminder, tomorrow is Mardi Gras and Wednesday starts Lent....so we all know what that means.....Friday is Fish Day!!!!
http://www.eastjeffersonparish.com/cultu
So, to my krewe...let's celebrate our Mardi Gras in 11 Days at DDC....bring yer beads!!!
2.) Tazered myself twice....once by accident.
3.) Had sex on stage on the set of the"Royal Family" at the National in London
4.) Emptied a full clip from a 9mm Berretta into someone's car
5.) Dove off of a 100 ft. cliff called "Chimney Rock"
6.) Was catapulted off of the backend of a Toyota Celica while it was doing 60mph in a parking lot
7.) Wrestled an alligator, albiet a small one of about 5 feet, but an alligator nonetheless.
8.) Had lunch with Bedouins in Saudi Arabia
9.) Was shot at by Apache attack helicopters while trying to perform a "rescue" (long story, which leads to number 10 as it happened the same night)
10.) Stole over 100 green street signs in a city-wide spree that led to being caught by police because we had a 12 foot by 9 foot wooden sign hanging out the back of the truck with me holding on to it.
- Location:Still at work bored off my ass
Hey folks...I was thinking about opening the doors to the House of Grimm on Superbowl Sunday (that would be THIS sunday) as a small get-together to watch the Pats take on the Giants. This is a sports-friendly event with alcohol consumption, smack talking and watching football. If your interested drop a note here or offline.
*hugs*
The Grimm
For the upcoming LARP that TVP is putting on at DDC I wanted to put together a few effects to heighten the mood. If you know of an honest-to-goodness F/X house or are indeed an honest-to-goodness F/X person, then please contact me at <lj name> at gee mail dot com.
Gracias for any and all help!
Grimm
Many Happy Returns to all of you and I hope that your birthday is everything you wished for!!
