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I did the four-ponytail thing again today. There were Oakland Catholic girls jogging up and down Craig street as I walked to campus around 3pm. One of them said "I like your ponytails!" I called back "Thanks!" because I had no idea if she was being serious or not.
Stopped at Subway, got a footlong cold cut combo, haven't eaten at Subway in a while now that I don't work at WB and all. Brought it to the lounge. I think I had some camoflage because of my hair - a lot of people didn't notice me until I was almost halfway through my sub. I sat at an empty table and a game of Settlers pretty much came up to me.![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
whitemage let me be blue, even. Woo! ("This is how I know dkitchin finally respects me!" "No, this is how you know you made dkitchin happy by playing Twilight Imperium...") Fwiffo was also playing, and dfroman. The board was really clay-light; the clay spaces were a 2, 12, and 5. Joey placed his first settlement on a 6-9-5 with the 5 being clay. dfroman, second, placed his settlement on a 9-10-5, basically 180 degrees from the other settlement on the 5 of clay, which made it so nobody else could place on the clay, pretty much cutting off a lot of clay production and not even taking a 6 or 8. So my first robber went on one of his random spaces, and then he put his first robber on my 6, and after that I just figured it'd be funny to carry on a grudge match the whole game. I did. I even almost won - if Dave didn't have a Monopoly and get my *12* wood on his turn and build three roads, I would have won on my turn right after him, since I had all that wood and the wood port. Well, assuming a 7 wasn't rolled. Actually, I would have won even with a 7. Oh well.
I chatted with people a bit (many TJ alumni, and one guy who was in second-year Japanese (with wada-sensei! whee! she was my Elem I prof)). It was sort of funny because I sort of am getting to know the current lounge crowd but I sometimes forget they don't all know me, which is sort of exciting in its own way because then theoretically my reputation (which I still cannot discern if it is good or bad these days) doesn't get in the way of just hanging out. It sucks to be me sometimes, although usually I like it a lot because being me means I get to talk to so many awesome people! After a bit I headed off to KGB. I bought some t-shirts - another Stress shirt, (my fourth - heh - I bought one my freshman year and it got ruined my second year TAing for PGSS (1997), I bought a replacement for it, I also bought one for my brother's birthday once, and then today's, to replace my replacement), and a KGB Buggy 1996 shirt - oddly enough I have tons of pictures of booth from that year and even helped carry some stuff for booth during carnival, but I didn't buy either of the shirts then. I guess, well, in comparison to the 1994 and 1995 shirts, the 1996 ones were kind of weak, and I was kind of poor. (1995, my first carnival, had Rob's awesome Peter and the Wolf shirt with the wolf tattooed 'I ate grandma' and all, and Zarf's awesome "The document 'Buggy' cannot be opened because the application 'KGB' is lost or missing." shirt... and 1994 had the cool "I guess we took that first hill a little too fast..." buggy shirt, and the space station booth. Back then we didn't sell shirts if you weren't actually at CMU at the time of the event, so I never did get shirts from earlier than 1995 Carnival.) Oh, yeah. They were selling Absolut Highlander shirts (I still have mine, of course, and rarely wear it) too. I remember that shirt too... it was done in Spring 1995. During the t-shirt committee I stood up and offered my pack of Pocky to anyone who could give me the RGB colors of Pepto-Bismol - because we actually called Proctor&Gamble and got them when we first printed those t-shirts - and nobody could - sigh I was sad. Probably the most useless factoid I've ever memorized, but it's always kind of funny to know. Mark Tomczak helped me calculate the hex value for it though, so I gave him some Pocky. I gave off the pfennig of pfault to Kirstin Connors, too. I also threw a Chuck-E-Cheese token because I was out of pennies - but I don't know if anyone actually noticed it. Oddly, I got that token at Arcade 2000 in Beaver Valley Mall. I have this theory that all arcade tokens work the same, and you don't need to come back to the same place to use tokens.
I think I stayed at KGB a little bit too late - I was there for Schmucks and Bayani was a big schmuck by telling everyone about the move in PPP during "O Sole Mio" - (if you really want to see the move he is talking about, look at... well, bemaniac seems to be down, but you can see other people doing the stuff at visual-shock. It's a little darker and not the "official" tape of the routine) - it was really stupid. He got me to get up and mimic the move, which he claims is "booty-slapping", and I claim is "like the Bangles video for Walk Like an Egyptian". He is most definitely wrong - many people have confirmed this. I also wish he had said something to me beforehand that he was going to do that. Then I definitely would have left earlier. As it was, I was way late to Kiltie Band rehearsal, including that I ran to the University Shoppe to drop off my film from the weekend. I wasn't as late as Carl, but I'll say more on that in a minute.
Kiltie was exciting, considering it was our last rehearsal before the Spring Concert on thursday. SPRING CONCERT! COME TO THE KILTIE SPRING CONCERT! THURSDAY 7:30PM in Rangos! FREE FOOD! WOO! Anyway, we rehearsed all of our songs except Amparita Roca. It went pretty well for the most part, but we are still nowhere as good as we would have been at this point last year. Blah. At one point, though, James or K-Dan or someone asked whether they should play the cues for alto clarinet, bass clarinet, bassoon, etc. Mr. Gerlach was like "Well, we'll definitely have an alto clarinet and bassoon at the concert, so don't worry about those." (Clinton plays alto clari, andphoebus plays bassoon, and they were both absent from rehearsal today, but I think they have classes on Monday evening. Carl plays bass clarinet, and he has been absent a lot randomly, including today. I don't think Mr. Gerlach thinks that Carl is playing in the concert. I hope Carl plays in the concert because I was hoping we could go to Chaya afterwards or something, but that might be a silly idea anyway.) We didn't officially rehearse Amparita Roca, but Ed and I decided to sit there and play parts of it afterwards while people were packing up anyway. It was really funny. We both suck. Totally. Ed sucks less. On the other hand, I hit a high G in that after-rehearsing. Then Christina Dinwoodie told us that she can play our part on the french horn - much better than we can on the baritone horn, I bet, since we suck so much. I also talked to Sam Pinansky, who spent the weekend in Austin visiting UT. He played a lot of DDR and was really happy about it.
During rehearsal I'd gotten a call on my cellphone - I didn't immediately recognize the number and then realized later it was Kevin Watkins, so I tried to call back but he was gone. Turns out he was asking me if I wanted to go out and get wings for dinner, but I wouldn't have been able to regardless of whether I was in rehearsal - because I had to hustle home after Kiltie to host D&D. I ran into Carl in Wean while on my way home, which was good because I'd wondered what he was up to. He went to get Indian food, and I went to get snacks and soda, and then went home.
Tal and Pod came over first around 7:30, and Carl showed up a bit after that. We mostly sat around for the first hour of the gaming session debating over what to do. We're back to our normal party, so we're trying to break a siege on the last fort that's standing strong in the northeast of Greyhawk. We've got some troops, a few powerful mages, and our party, but they've got hundreds of orcs and a really nasty necromancer and a whole bunch of clerics of Gruumsh. Mike showed up around 9:15 and we finally had some action - we decided to go in and try to take out the trebuchet the orcs had just built, because we figured that could do structural damage to the fort. Tal set up a really nasty ambush for us, including 10 orcs in a patrol coming one way and 20 orogs coming out of a hill - Hallucinatory Terrain - mean! We were silenced, but Grundar managed to beat up a whole lot of orogs and stuff. We killed all of the clerics and several orcs and orogs though, and then decided to run for it. Carl's character flew up to drop a fireball on the trebuchet, but the Necromancer was there and feebleminded him again (doh!) and then Pod decided to invisible himself and sneak up to it all, but now we know for sure that the Necromancer can see invisible, except the problem is that Pod didn't escape, and was taken captive. Ugh, that could really suck, but at least now we know what we'll do next session - rescue - and whentesposit is in town we'll pretty much have a big battle session and try to storm the orc camp or something. The main thing is, it's obvious we were set up somehow - well - probly - it was a really good ambush and it seemed like the necro dude definitely knew we'd be there - so we have to figure out how they found that out. Grumble. First guess is that they had a plant in one of the prisoners, second guess is they were scrying, third guess is that we were just stupid in the way we travelled and they saw us and had time to set up. But, who knows.
We were all drinking during the session, most of us started during that huge ambush - it was sort of funny. Finally, I'm out of those hard lemonades I bought last summer for the Dude, Where's My Bar? party. Tal had more of my strawberry daquiri wine coolers, and Mike and Pod and Carl had some hard cider (the Pear ones are very popular apparently). I had a raspberry lambic. (These are still from a Claritech beer buy a year or more ago, so I guess I should drink them up... but they're so expensive I don't usually want to drink them...) It was kind of cool in a weird way - I've never really been in a D&D session with people drinking, for obvious reasons. It's not like we can really readily access alcohol on campus even though some of the Ragnarok folks are 21+, and we'd most likely get in trouble for it anyway. And though I freely offer out our alcohol when people are over here, mostly people don't take me up on it. But, as I commented later, "That battle warranted some serious drinking."
And now I am writing this entry, re-ripping some CDs that I'd accidentally ripped at 56kbps the first time. Oh, yeah. I watched the star wars trailers, too. I don't get it. I'll probably go see the movie anyway, but I honestly truly had totally forgotten about it until I saw an SW2 card on the table at Ralph and Lori's last night. Whee.
I want to write a thing about 9/11 like others have done, but I think Eli will kill me if I stay up much later than this. Maybe tomorrow morning.
I did the four-ponytail thing again today. There were Oakland Catholic girls jogging up and down Craig street as I walked to campus around 3pm. One of them said "I like your ponytails!" I called back "Thanks!" because I had no idea if she was being serious or not.
Stopped at Subway, got a footlong cold cut combo, haven't eaten at Subway in a while now that I don't work at WB and all. Brought it to the lounge. I think I had some camoflage because of my hair - a lot of people didn't notice me until I was almost halfway through my sub. I sat at an empty table and a game of Settlers pretty much came up to me.
whitemage let me be blue, even. Woo! ("This is how I know dkitchin finally respects me!" "No, this is how you know you made dkitchin happy by playing Twilight Imperium...") Fwiffo was also playing, and dfroman. The board was really clay-light; the clay spaces were a 2, 12, and 5. Joey placed his first settlement on a 6-9-5 with the 5 being clay. dfroman, second, placed his settlement on a 9-10-5, basically 180 degrees from the other settlement on the 5 of clay, which made it so nobody else could place on the clay, pretty much cutting off a lot of clay production and not even taking a 6 or 8. So my first robber went on one of his random spaces, and then he put his first robber on my 6, and after that I just figured it'd be funny to carry on a grudge match the whole game. I did. I even almost won - if Dave didn't have a Monopoly and get my *12* wood on his turn and build three roads, I would have won on my turn right after him, since I had all that wood and the wood port. Well, assuming a 7 wasn't rolled. Actually, I would have won even with a 7. Oh well.I chatted with people a bit (many TJ alumni, and one guy who was in second-year Japanese (with wada-sensei! whee! she was my Elem I prof)). It was sort of funny because I sort of am getting to know the current lounge crowd but I sometimes forget they don't all know me, which is sort of exciting in its own way because then theoretically my reputation (which I still cannot discern if it is good or bad these days) doesn't get in the way of just hanging out. It sucks to be me sometimes, although usually I like it a lot because being me means I get to talk to so many awesome people! After a bit I headed off to KGB. I bought some t-shirts - another Stress shirt, (my fourth - heh - I bought one my freshman year and it got ruined my second year TAing for PGSS (1997), I bought a replacement for it, I also bought one for my brother's birthday once, and then today's, to replace my replacement), and a KGB Buggy 1996 shirt - oddly enough I have tons of pictures of booth from that year and even helped carry some stuff for booth during carnival, but I didn't buy either of the shirts then. I guess, well, in comparison to the 1994 and 1995 shirts, the 1996 ones were kind of weak, and I was kind of poor. (1995, my first carnival, had Rob's awesome Peter and the Wolf shirt with the wolf tattooed 'I ate grandma' and all, and Zarf's awesome "The document 'Buggy' cannot be opened because the application 'KGB' is lost or missing." shirt... and 1994 had the cool "I guess we took that first hill a little too fast..." buggy shirt, and the space station booth. Back then we didn't sell shirts if you weren't actually at CMU at the time of the event, so I never did get shirts from earlier than 1995 Carnival.) Oh, yeah. They were selling Absolut Highlander shirts (I still have mine, of course, and rarely wear it) too. I remember that shirt too... it was done in Spring 1995. During the t-shirt committee I stood up and offered my pack of Pocky to anyone who could give me the RGB colors of Pepto-Bismol - because we actually called Proctor&Gamble and got them when we first printed those t-shirts - and nobody could - sigh I was sad. Probably the most useless factoid I've ever memorized, but it's always kind of funny to know. Mark Tomczak helped me calculate the hex value for it though, so I gave him some Pocky. I gave off the pfennig of pfault to Kirstin Connors, too. I also threw a Chuck-E-Cheese token because I was out of pennies - but I don't know if anyone actually noticed it. Oddly, I got that token at Arcade 2000 in Beaver Valley Mall. I have this theory that all arcade tokens work the same, and you don't need to come back to the same place to use tokens.
I think I stayed at KGB a little bit too late - I was there for Schmucks and Bayani was a big schmuck by telling everyone about the move in PPP during "O Sole Mio" - (if you really want to see the move he is talking about, look at... well, bemaniac seems to be down, but you can see other people doing the stuff at visual-shock. It's a little darker and not the "official" tape of the routine) - it was really stupid. He got me to get up and mimic the move, which he claims is "booty-slapping", and I claim is "like the Bangles video for Walk Like an Egyptian". He is most definitely wrong - many people have confirmed this. I also wish he had said something to me beforehand that he was going to do that. Then I definitely would have left earlier. As it was, I was way late to Kiltie Band rehearsal, including that I ran to the University Shoppe to drop off my film from the weekend. I wasn't as late as Carl, but I'll say more on that in a minute.
Kiltie was exciting, considering it was our last rehearsal before the Spring Concert on thursday. SPRING CONCERT! COME TO THE KILTIE SPRING CONCERT! THURSDAY 7:30PM in Rangos! FREE FOOD! WOO! Anyway, we rehearsed all of our songs except Amparita Roca. It went pretty well for the most part, but we are still nowhere as good as we would have been at this point last year. Blah. At one point, though, James or K-Dan or someone asked whether they should play the cues for alto clarinet, bass clarinet, bassoon, etc. Mr. Gerlach was like "Well, we'll definitely have an alto clarinet and bassoon at the concert, so don't worry about those." (Clinton plays alto clari, and
phoebus plays bassoon, and they were both absent from rehearsal today, but I think they have classes on Monday evening. Carl plays bass clarinet, and he has been absent a lot randomly, including today. I don't think Mr. Gerlach thinks that Carl is playing in the concert. I hope Carl plays in the concert because I was hoping we could go to Chaya afterwards or something, but that might be a silly idea anyway.) We didn't officially rehearse Amparita Roca, but Ed and I decided to sit there and play parts of it afterwards while people were packing up anyway. It was really funny. We both suck. Totally. Ed sucks less. On the other hand, I hit a high G in that after-rehearsing. Then Christina Dinwoodie told us that she can play our part on the french horn - much better than we can on the baritone horn, I bet, since we suck so much. I also talked to Sam Pinansky, who spent the weekend in Austin visiting UT. He played a lot of DDR and was really happy about it.During rehearsal I'd gotten a call on my cellphone - I didn't immediately recognize the number and then realized later it was Kevin Watkins, so I tried to call back but he was gone. Turns out he was asking me if I wanted to go out and get wings for dinner, but I wouldn't have been able to regardless of whether I was in rehearsal - because I had to hustle home after Kiltie to host D&D. I ran into Carl in Wean while on my way home, which was good because I'd wondered what he was up to. He went to get Indian food, and I went to get snacks and soda, and then went home.
Tal and Pod came over first around 7:30, and Carl showed up a bit after that. We mostly sat around for the first hour of the gaming session debating over what to do. We're back to our normal party, so we're trying to break a siege on the last fort that's standing strong in the northeast of Greyhawk. We've got some troops, a few powerful mages, and our party, but they've got hundreds of orcs and a really nasty necromancer and a whole bunch of clerics of Gruumsh. Mike showed up around 9:15 and we finally had some action - we decided to go in and try to take out the trebuchet the orcs had just built, because we figured that could do structural damage to the fort. Tal set up a really nasty ambush for us, including 10 orcs in a patrol coming one way and 20 orogs coming out of a hill - Hallucinatory Terrain - mean! We were silenced, but Grundar managed to beat up a whole lot of orogs and stuff. We killed all of the clerics and several orcs and orogs though, and then decided to run for it. Carl's character flew up to drop a fireball on the trebuchet, but the Necromancer was there and feebleminded him again (doh!) and then Pod decided to invisible himself and sneak up to it all, but now we know for sure that the Necromancer can see invisible, except the problem is that Pod didn't escape, and was taken captive. Ugh, that could really suck, but at least now we know what we'll do next session - rescue - and when
tesposit is in town we'll pretty much have a big battle session and try to storm the orc camp or something. The main thing is, it's obvious we were set up somehow - well - probly - it was a really good ambush and it seemed like the necro dude definitely knew we'd be there - so we have to figure out how they found that out. Grumble. First guess is that they had a plant in one of the prisoners, second guess is they were scrying, third guess is that we were just stupid in the way we travelled and they saw us and had time to set up. But, who knows.We were all drinking during the session, most of us started during that huge ambush - it was sort of funny. Finally, I'm out of those hard lemonades I bought last summer for the Dude, Where's My Bar? party. Tal had more of my strawberry daquiri wine coolers, and Mike and Pod and Carl had some hard cider (the Pear ones are very popular apparently). I had a raspberry lambic. (These are still from a Claritech beer buy a year or more ago, so I guess I should drink them up... but they're so expensive I don't usually want to drink them...) It was kind of cool in a weird way - I've never really been in a D&D session with people drinking, for obvious reasons. It's not like we can really readily access alcohol on campus even though some of the Ragnarok folks are 21+, and we'd most likely get in trouble for it anyway. And though I freely offer out our alcohol when people are over here, mostly people don't take me up on it. But, as I commented later, "That battle warranted some serious drinking."
And now I am writing this entry, re-ripping some CDs that I'd accidentally ripped at 56kbps the first time. Oh, yeah. I watched the star wars trailers, too. I don't get it. I'll probably go see the movie anyway, but I honestly truly had totally forgotten about it until I saw an SW2 card on the table at Ralph and Lori's last night. Whee.
I want to write a thing about 9/11 like others have done, but I think Eli will kill me if I stay up much later than this. Maybe tomorrow morning.
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