My Weekend
Jun. 5th, 2017 11:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lyornI've come to that point again where, if I do not forgive me all the postings I meant to make and didn't, I will never make another posting again. So, forgiven.
It's the Whitsunday weekend, which makes it a long weekend with Monday being a public holiday. It's also the main weekend of the town's (in)famous ten-day beer fest, and a good time to have friends over.
A___ had come to visit from Trier, and we had plans including: "showing her 10K people in Bavarian drag getting drunk as skunks", "making strawberry cake", "discussing role playing game rules" and "playing Deadlands with the Lyorn as a GM, so that flederkatz gets a chance to play, too." We had some other ideas, which did not work out.
Saturday was hot. A___ arrived, so did flederkatz. We had breakfast, then I___ called that she needed to be picked up at the hospital and given a ride home. So that's where we went first.
After accomplishing this, we drove back into town, found a parking space and walked to the beer fest location. It took us about an hour, because, avoiding the masses, we took the scenic route through town, and lots of pictures had to be taken. Also, because of the heat, we had to stop for drinks.
The beer fest was its scary-and-getting-scarier-by-the-year self. The first of this year's deaths had already happened, some guy to drunk to walk had stolen a car and run over a bicyclist. No, I do not like this beer fest. I did not like it when I was 30 years younger and less tolerant of noisy crowds, and it has got a whole lot worse. It's a pity, kind of.
Still, we went there, rode the giant Ferris Wheel and bought candied almonds. We had hoped that early in the day we might find a nice place to sit, have a drink and eat spit-roast ox, but it started to rain heavily. This limited the dry places available to those very close to parties of men yelling at the tops of their lungs, so we waited out the worst of the rain under a tree and then walked off. We ate in a small Greek tavern, and then drove home in a much more relaxed mood than we would have been in had we stayed at the beer fest.
We went home, made a cream cheese cake with chocolate and strawberries, and then discussed and wrote rules for a Science Fiction role playing game. A___ and flederkatz and (to a lesser degree) are familiar enough with the setting to have our characters act efficiently, but we found that new players often won't, so we needed to codify rules which had been often implicit and buried in flavour text.
This is something I really love to do, and we went about it until 3 in the morning.
I had offered to GM Deadlands - The Weird West, because everyone had a character for that. We have been playing on and off with different GMs (mostly flederkatz or me) so all our characters inhabit a shared world, which is kind of fun. I enjoy GMing although I have become somewhat prone to stage fright. I___ had called that she felt fit enough to play, and (with some prodding from my side) A___ offered to pick her up in my car, so I had about 30 minutes to prepare.
My inspiration had been Alyssa Wong's Hugo-nominated short story "You'll surely drown here if you stay", about a strange boy, a vengeful desert goddess, a silver mine, and some company men making mischief. I___ played a nun, flederkatz a sorcerer, and A___ a scout. I mobbed them a bit for being non-WASP. Other than most Deadlands stories, this one had no supernatural "Bad Guy", although it had despair and tragedy and people being people (and gods being gods) and lots of zombies and animated dead cows.
We played all of Sunday, and continued Monday after breakfast, and I ended the story on a conciliatory note with rain beginning to fall, ending the drought the small town was suffering. As I described that, rain began to fall outside, the light rain became a heavy shower as if I had called it, and then I realized that I had forgot to close the window in the bedroom, and the room was flooded. Oh, well.
It's only five minutes from my place to the commuter rail station, but because of the heavy rain and because flederkatz had to get home, too, I drove my guests to the main station. And then I went home and slept for the rest of the afternoon.
Tomorrow I have another day off. More sleep!
It's the Whitsunday weekend, which makes it a long weekend with Monday being a public holiday. It's also the main weekend of the town's (in)famous ten-day beer fest, and a good time to have friends over.
A___ had come to visit from Trier, and we had plans including: "showing her 10K people in Bavarian drag getting drunk as skunks", "making strawberry cake", "discussing role playing game rules" and "playing Deadlands with the Lyorn as a GM, so that flederkatz gets a chance to play, too." We had some other ideas, which did not work out.
Saturday was hot. A___ arrived, so did flederkatz. We had breakfast, then I___ called that she needed to be picked up at the hospital and given a ride home. So that's where we went first.
After accomplishing this, we drove back into town, found a parking space and walked to the beer fest location. It took us about an hour, because, avoiding the masses, we took the scenic route through town, and lots of pictures had to be taken. Also, because of the heat, we had to stop for drinks.
The beer fest was its scary-and-getting-scarier-by-the-year self. The first of this year's deaths had already happened, some guy to drunk to walk had stolen a car and run over a bicyclist. No, I do not like this beer fest. I did not like it when I was 30 years younger and less tolerant of noisy crowds, and it has got a whole lot worse. It's a pity, kind of.
Still, we went there, rode the giant Ferris Wheel and bought candied almonds. We had hoped that early in the day we might find a nice place to sit, have a drink and eat spit-roast ox, but it started to rain heavily. This limited the dry places available to those very close to parties of men yelling at the tops of their lungs, so we waited out the worst of the rain under a tree and then walked off. We ate in a small Greek tavern, and then drove home in a much more relaxed mood than we would have been in had we stayed at the beer fest.
We went home, made a cream cheese cake with chocolate and strawberries, and then discussed and wrote rules for a Science Fiction role playing game. A___ and flederkatz and (to a lesser degree) are familiar enough with the setting to have our characters act efficiently, but we found that new players often won't, so we needed to codify rules which had been often implicit and buried in flavour text.
This is something I really love to do, and we went about it until 3 in the morning.
I had offered to GM Deadlands - The Weird West, because everyone had a character for that. We have been playing on and off with different GMs (mostly flederkatz or me) so all our characters inhabit a shared world, which is kind of fun. I enjoy GMing although I have become somewhat prone to stage fright. I___ had called that she felt fit enough to play, and (with some prodding from my side) A___ offered to pick her up in my car, so I had about 30 minutes to prepare.
My inspiration had been Alyssa Wong's Hugo-nominated short story "You'll surely drown here if you stay", about a strange boy, a vengeful desert goddess, a silver mine, and some company men making mischief. I___ played a nun, flederkatz a sorcerer, and A___ a scout. I mobbed them a bit for being non-WASP. Other than most Deadlands stories, this one had no supernatural "Bad Guy", although it had despair and tragedy and people being people (and gods being gods) and lots of zombies and animated dead cows.
We played all of Sunday, and continued Monday after breakfast, and I ended the story on a conciliatory note with rain beginning to fall, ending the drought the small town was suffering. As I described that, rain began to fall outside, the light rain became a heavy shower as if I had called it, and then I realized that I had forgot to close the window in the bedroom, and the room was flooded. Oh, well.
It's only five minutes from my place to the commuter rail station, but because of the heavy rain and because flederkatz had to get home, too, I drove my guests to the main station. And then I went home and slept for the rest of the afternoon.
Tomorrow I have another day off. More sleep!
