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lyornIt's amazing how long a busy weekend filled with nice things can feel.
Role playing games
Last weekend, we were playing one of our SF RPGs. After we had found that the monks in the Cloister of Ancient Wisdom were completely without a clue about the history of their world and that it had lost contact to a vast space faring civilization1500 years ago, and were aggressively unwilling to acquire a clue when it appeared singing and dancing on their doorstep, we tried to steal the tech manual we were after, only to find that it had been damaged beyond repair or forensic data retrieval.
So we had to try one of the Mage Kings instead, who are high-PSI people powerful and ruthless enough to get and keep their position, and tell them "hey, space is wide and full of people and some are not nice, get your act together NOW if you do not want to have this nice planet stolen from right under you. And if you could lend us your technical manual we might be able to get your advisory dragons to talk to each other again and give you good advice about the situation."
Amazingly, we pulled that off. So far. We have the manual, while the queen, hopefully, muses about how to do the best for her people and not about how to separate those annoying intruders from their heads....
Music
This Friday, our choir had the most relaxed performance of the year at a village party. The party happens only when the weather is fine, a bunch of choirs and one orchestra is performing, there is food, wine and beer, and no one expects difficult, modern, artsy, or whatever songs, but fun, folk, and greatest hits.
Unfortunately, I got kind of a panic attack during warm-up behind the church, because the others crowded me, bumped in to me, and behind me was nothing but a spider-webbed heap of old wood, and I could not get away. Why the ever-loving fuck to people always crowd me, bump into me, and generally give me the impression of being roughly the size of a misplaced hippopotamus? Can't they do that with someone who does not care, if they are unable to just sing without turning the whole thing into a pogo dance? Grrrrr.
Anyway, I calmed down, the whole thing was, as usual, embarrassing as all hell, the performance was OK and the party quite nice, although I left around 10 p.m., as I was falling asleep at the table.
Other stuff
Saturday morning, it was raining (very good thing). I had some friends over for breakfast (one of them was visiting from the Hamburg area), we talked (mostly about role playing games, as usual), and after breakfast, I met with K__ and mad_freddy in the boulder hall. I feel as if I'm not progressing much (it's always harder than it seems, and my strength does not last as long as I feel it should), but I actually see that I am progressing, as the difficulties are colour-coded, and I have now made first attempts on green (medium easy) and can to most orange (easy).
Of course, in the night, everything hurt and I couldn't sleep. *sigh*
So I went to the pool later today than I should. The rain had stopped and it wasn't quite as empty as it could have been, but OK.
Other than that, I also read a few Silmarillion fanfics, which I might link to in some future posting, and made a chocolate-cherry cake and should write down the recipe... but not right now. I read a lot of kid's comics from the 70s, mostly French ones, and enjoyed it more than I would have expected, and now I'll be off to write a small scene inspired by the comics, about a hellish boat ride which fits just fine into a story that I really should pick up again.
To bad that even a longish weekend ends!
Also: There is a lunar eclipse next Friday early in the night. I need to find a good space to watch it.
Role playing games
Last weekend, we were playing one of our SF RPGs. After we had found that the monks in the Cloister of Ancient Wisdom were completely without a clue about the history of their world and that it had lost contact to a vast space faring civilization1500 years ago, and were aggressively unwilling to acquire a clue when it appeared singing and dancing on their doorstep, we tried to steal the tech manual we were after, only to find that it had been damaged beyond repair or forensic data retrieval.
So we had to try one of the Mage Kings instead, who are high-PSI people powerful and ruthless enough to get and keep their position, and tell them "hey, space is wide and full of people and some are not nice, get your act together NOW if you do not want to have this nice planet stolen from right under you. And if you could lend us your technical manual we might be able to get your advisory dragons to talk to each other again and give you good advice about the situation."
Amazingly, we pulled that off. So far. We have the manual, while the queen, hopefully, muses about how to do the best for her people and not about how to separate those annoying intruders from their heads....
Music
This Friday, our choir had the most relaxed performance of the year at a village party. The party happens only when the weather is fine, a bunch of choirs and one orchestra is performing, there is food, wine and beer, and no one expects difficult, modern, artsy, or whatever songs, but fun, folk, and greatest hits.
Unfortunately, I got kind of a panic attack during warm-up behind the church, because the others crowded me, bumped in to me, and behind me was nothing but a spider-webbed heap of old wood, and I could not get away. Why the ever-loving fuck to people always crowd me, bump into me, and generally give me the impression of being roughly the size of a misplaced hippopotamus? Can't they do that with someone who does not care, if they are unable to just sing without turning the whole thing into a pogo dance? Grrrrr.
Anyway, I calmed down, the whole thing was, as usual, embarrassing as all hell, the performance was OK and the party quite nice, although I left around 10 p.m., as I was falling asleep at the table.
Other stuff
Saturday morning, it was raining (very good thing). I had some friends over for breakfast (one of them was visiting from the Hamburg area), we talked (mostly about role playing games, as usual), and after breakfast, I met with K__ and mad_freddy in the boulder hall. I feel as if I'm not progressing much (it's always harder than it seems, and my strength does not last as long as I feel it should), but I actually see that I am progressing, as the difficulties are colour-coded, and I have now made first attempts on green (medium easy) and can to most orange (easy).
Of course, in the night, everything hurt and I couldn't sleep. *sigh*
So I went to the pool later today than I should. The rain had stopped and it wasn't quite as empty as it could have been, but OK.
Other than that, I also read a few Silmarillion fanfics, which I might link to in some future posting, and made a chocolate-cherry cake and should write down the recipe... but not right now. I read a lot of kid's comics from the 70s, mostly French ones, and enjoyed it more than I would have expected, and now I'll be off to write a small scene inspired by the comics, about a hellish boat ride which fits just fine into a story that I really should pick up again.
To bad that even a longish weekend ends!
Also: There is a lunar eclipse next Friday early in the night. I need to find a good space to watch it.
