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Someone has been sleeping in MY brain...
I had the weirdest dreams last night.
One of them was about D&D. I was playing D&D with Ragnarok, and at some point my character decides to go off and disguise herself. Django says that I can't do that. I'm like "I have the hat of disguise - I just cast change self.." and he goes "That item doesn't exist, so your character doesn't have it." In the meantime I get out the DMG (and some other blue D&D book which is not the DMG but looks like it) and am looking through it desperately for this item. And it's not there! Nowhere! In any of the books! I got really frustrated because my character suddenly can't do anything at all and I start crying and run in he hallway. Around this time I woke up for real, and of course was like "that was bizarre, I know the exact page it's on," and opened my DMG and looked at it, and it was there.
Another one had me running through some airport, I bet it was Salt Lake City. I was there because the people I was travelling with were trying to kill me. So I kept hiding in random places, and was really scared. They kept shooting me and stuff. Eventually I managed to get on a plane with none of the people, except when we were in the air, people started shooting down the plane. I woke up somewhere around when there was a big explosion.
Anyway... I had a reason for posting. Oh yeah. I forgot to post this yesterday, but it's a picture of the ton of people who were at the Beaver DDR Tournament. Scary, huh? I wasn't kidding about the ties. Most of the tourney winners are concentrated around the middle of the pic because this one was taken afte the winners one.
Also, I finished Snow White and the Seven Samurai this morning and highly recommend it. Lots of bad computer jokes mixed in with totally fractured fairy tales.
More: My arms and most of my upper body ache like hell today. I wish I could collapse my baritone into a bag of holding or something. Either that, or ditch baritone and start playing flute...
One of them was about D&D. I was playing D&D with Ragnarok, and at some point my character decides to go off and disguise herself. Django says that I can't do that. I'm like "I have the hat of disguise - I just cast change self.." and he goes "That item doesn't exist, so your character doesn't have it." In the meantime I get out the DMG (and some other blue D&D book which is not the DMG but looks like it) and am looking through it desperately for this item. And it's not there! Nowhere! In any of the books! I got really frustrated because my character suddenly can't do anything at all and I start crying and run in he hallway. Around this time I woke up for real, and of course was like "that was bizarre, I know the exact page it's on," and opened my DMG and looked at it, and it was there.
Another one had me running through some airport, I bet it was Salt Lake City. I was there because the people I was travelling with were trying to kill me. So I kept hiding in random places, and was really scared. They kept shooting me and stuff. Eventually I managed to get on a plane with none of the people, except when we were in the air, people started shooting down the plane. I woke up somewhere around when there was a big explosion.
Anyway... I had a reason for posting. Oh yeah. I forgot to post this yesterday, but it's a picture of the ton of people who were at the Beaver DDR Tournament. Scary, huh? I wasn't kidding about the ties. Most of the tourney winners are concentrated around the middle of the pic because this one was taken afte the winners one.
Also, I finished Snow White and the Seven Samurai this morning and highly recommend it. Lots of bad computer jokes mixed in with totally fractured fairy tales.
More: My arms and most of my upper body ache like hell today. I wish I could collapse my baritone into a bag of holding or something. Either that, or ditch baritone and start playing flute...
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oh, wait, actually, I don't. or do I? I forget. hmm. I have eight TMBG shirts or so, but only actually ever wear one of them anymore (the grey dial-a-song one with the huge insects on the front of it). well, and sometimes my Apollo 18 tour shirt, when I want to feel all old-school (wow, I got it ten years ago now. weird).
I'm glad I didn't wear my DDRfreak shirt to the tournament... then I would have been "that guy".