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Crisis averted. Or managed. GoodReader doesn't send out update notifications, so I was using version 3.X, while version 4.X was out and 64-bit compatible. Five bucks out of my iTunes account, and we were back in business. Still couldn't migrate files from V3 to V4, so I took the opportunity to reduce the number of PDFs living on the iPad when I removed V3. Now, there's just some Call of Cthulhu and Star Trek Adventures. Couple of GB freed up.

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Pretty good Star Wars session tonight. PCs being PCs, they took off down disparate paths, leading to the Jedi's capture by an Imperial Governor's Stormtrooper detachment. Aeris is now in custody of the Inquisition, and he's about to encounter the real face of that organization, at least in the Japrael Sector. The rest of the team has to decide how best to attempt a rescue, and what risks they face.

Discussion away from the table is leading me to try to make the game more personal. So, I'm going to develop allies, places, relationships, rivalries, and try to keep things inside the home sector. There will be jaunts across the Galaxy from time to time - one player gave me some good hooks involving Hutt Space, another wants some exploration/discovery action - but most of the action will happen in and around the hundred or so systems of the sector.

I've got the Inquisition and an ISB team assigned to pursue the PCs and find their base of operations. I need to identify the Imperial, Rebel, and criminal and civilian people that the PCs will most likely come into contact with. Reduce the prominence of the cybernetics company that sent the PCs out in search of a Separatist treasure ship - if a player brings up the need or desire for that kind of session, then work it into the game. Otherwise - fight the Empire, protect the weak, and be heroes.
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A group, or an individual, or four bad dogs in a horse costume has started posting flyers at some of the TARC shelters around the UofL Belknap campus. Calls to "be a man among men" and stand up for "European people and culture" and become a "UofL Identitarian." This torture of the language aside, I'm both contemptuous of and concerned about this. UofL's loudly and proudly inclusive, one of the first universities to offer full benefits to same-sex couples among other good things. Of course, the population isn't monolithic, and in a community the size of UofL's, you're going to have some of these regressive shitweasels.

Back in '89, when I was at UofL for the first time around, there was an incident in one of the sorority spaces - a black student had been assigned a room in panhellenic housing, and some twit slid racist notes under her door. This rapidly
became A Thing, and rightfully so, with the woman quickly resettled and, IIRC, the offender being found out and tossed out of school. There were demands by a hastily-organized group that all RAs take cultural awareness training, that white students be required to take a three-credit-hour culture course (the Chinese-descended kid on my floor found his exclusion hilarious), some other stuff. In a few weeks, things settled out, and I'm sure that more came of it, but I was busy falling apart and failing at everything so I don't remember.

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The Dodgers beat the Phillies today, so they aren't swept (again) by a statistically much worse team. One more win and they seal the NL West; they go up against the bottom-of-the-division Giants in LA tomorrow night. The D-backs play the Marlins, who aren't good at all.

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I'm watching Ken Burns' new series on the Vietnam War. It's, unsurprisingly, very good, done with typical Burns style - interviews, a deep dive into numerous factors contributing to the subject, archival footage and photography wherever possible. And Peter Coyote handling the narration. Just amazing work all around, and it breaks down and examines the complexities without overwhelming with detail or oversimplifying things. Worth checking out.

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After crowing about iOS11, I've found a problem, and a pretty serious one. GoodReader hasn't been updated to 64-bit compatibility, so won't work under the 11. This is seriously not good. I use GoodReader pretty heavily, including the Saturday night game, and the loss of function combines with ... just not being able to access the files. I've never had a problem with GoodReader, so this is something of a surprise.
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Against my normal policy, I installed iOS11 on my iPhone yesterday. The process was smooth, taking about ten minutes, draining a little less than 20% of the charge. Signed into my Apple account, and all was well. New control center is pretty slick, both simpler and more comprehensive than the previous versions. I checked my most-used apps, no problems there. And then I tried out the new Files app.

The iCloud app was pretty good. I throw Apple a dollar a month for online storage, following the loss of a flash drive full of data, and have no complaints - it would be great if Word would play nice with iCloud, but what can you do. There are worse problems to have than having to open up the Dropbox app and working from there. Files removes even that small inconvenience. One app that accesses iCloud, Dropbox, and Google Drive. Smooth and simple.

So, I think, let's see how this looks on the iPad. Start the download and installation, no hitches on the first-gen Air. Control center's even better. The dock is more like the one on my iMac and Macbook. This is good. Lots more utility. And Files is fantastic. This is the first time I've ever really thought about the iPad as a legitimate replacement for my Macbook.

So, did I try this new-and-improved tool out? You bet I did. Insomnia paid a visit, again, so I opened up the iPad and got to writing. Switched over to the iPhone for some occasional small edits - everything worked, and flawlessly. After finally getting a few hours of sleep, I checked in with the Macbook this morning and all is as it should be. I am quite pleased.

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There's a guy I met not long after I moved to Louisville, big in the local minis gaming community. Good guy. He's lately been discussing his health problems, and holy cow is it giving me some perspective. Diagnosed with diabetes when he was 22, and at 40, he's starting to see some systems threatening to fail. Keto is helping him lose weight in a hurry, which his doctors are all about, but that but that puts him at real risk of kidney failure. So, rock and a hard place. Lose the weight in a hurry or be at serious risk of heart failure or stroke in the next two years, but run equal risk of the kidneys crapping out. Heredity can be a damned horrible thing sometimes.

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The Dodgers are sliding again, three-game losing streak, including two to the Phillies. They need to get two more games up on the Diamondbacks to win the the NL West pennant, and the D-backs are also on a losing streak to a team they should be handling with ease. I'm not proud. If the Padres can beat Arizona again, and LA gets it together tonight, then there's the division championship, and no worries about a stupid one-game wild card play-in.
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Continuing from yesterday's entry ...

Pathfinder. I have to give Paizo this - they're either giving their fans exactly what the fans want, or the fans want exactly what Paizo's producing. Either way, Paizo is making plenty of money and they're doing some creative things with their setting. Golarian is chock full of gods, with every intelligent species having a whole pantheon, and semi-regular appearances of these gods and their avatars - no sane thinking person can deny the existence of gods in this setting. Yet in Golarian, there are atheists - they don't disbelieve, they just have no use for gods in their lives. I get that. Before I admitted to myself that I just didn't really believe, I was very comfortable with Yahweh and me not interfering with each other.

Trail of Cthulhu characters can have their religion as a pillar of stability, something they can (almost) always fall back on when things have stopped making any kind of sense; the new edition of Call gives investigators a similar resource as a shield against unyielding horror. There's good role-playing and storytelling to be mined out of a character trying to reconcile their faith with exposure to the monsters and other entities of the Mythos, and it can be handled with respect.

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Since starting the rewatch of Battlestar Galactica (2004 edition) and catching a few episodes of the original on one of the local digital side-channels, I've been thinking about the role of religion and/or faith in my gaming and related writing.

I'm, for sake of labeling, a post-Christian atheist. I grew up in a pretty mainstream rural Methodist church, and was somewhat involved in youth groups and things like that, but never really wanted to be warming a pew on Sunday mornings (evenings, at Wednesday night prayer meetings, revivals, you see where I'm going). To be honest, I think I learned more about being good and doing right from episodes of Star Trek on WAVE-3 than I did from most of the preaching I was exposed to - I sure enjoyed them more and loved Sunday mornings when I didn't have to go to church.

I remember a Palladium Fantasy game in high school, where the PCs were crusader-missionaries, spreading their faith by example and at the point of the sword. There was a World of Darkness game in the mid-90s, with the PCs caught up, indirectly, in angelic and demonic machinations. My D&D 3 historian/lawman/wizard was devoted to his goddess, if occasionally angry with her, and cared little for the beliefs of others. Currently, my Pulp Cthulhu investigator was raised a Quaker, left that belief for something between non-specific Protestantism and agnosticism, saw some weird shit while part of the occupation of Haiti, and is now confronting Yig's cultists. My CP2020 solo was a lapsed Catholic, more so in stories I wrote about him than in play.
In my current Star Wars game, there's no real discussion of religion, outside of the Force.

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Days go by.

My Dodgers broke their twelve-game losing streak last night, beating the Giants and securing a playoff slot. The NL West pennant is up in the air, though.
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Pro football season started on Thursday the 7th, and for a few shining days, the Patriots were the worst team in the NFL, having lost the season opener to the Chiefs. It's still a little strange to want the Chiefs to do well, but here we are.

Unfortunately, my Dodgers continue to slide. They've now dropped ten straight games, and hopes for a 100-win season are fading fast. It's a teamwide slump. Hitting, pitching, defense - just everything.

UofL's 2-0 now, after wins over Purdue and UNC. Neither game was especially pretty, but wins are wins. Next up is the home opener against Clemson, who is defending a national championship. Last year, the Cardinals came close to beating Clemson on their home field, so next weekend should be a good game.

Spent last night at the farm, and it was a good/bad night. No middle-of-the-night anxiety attacks, but it took forever to get to sleep, and I only got about five hours. I've been dragging all day, and this was a busy day. Drove back here in time for a Fathom showing of The Wrath of Khan at Preston Crossing, then over to the Phelps' for [REDACTED] - which is going pretty well.

As you might expect, I'm a sleepy boy. Watching the Dallas-NYG game, in a desultory fashion. I have a Google Docs tab open, but that promise is likely to go unrealized tonight. There is a small cluster of neurons arguing that I should brew some coffee and make a more constructive night, but that voice is being shouted down quite effectively.

Volcano

Sep. 6th, 2017 10:56 am
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Today, on his 70th birthday, Dad is hauling a couple of turbofan housings from Ohio to somewhere in the greater Massachusetts wastelands. As of a few minutes ago, he's on the Pennsylvania Turnpike, escorts front and rear, and limited to 55 miles-per and daylight travel only.

Hurricane Irma is closing in on Puerto Rico and Hispanola, the best models show it heading into the Florida Strait, then turning north and going up Florida's west coast. The thing is at category 5, sustained 185+ MPH winds and gusts to 225 and better. Tropical Storm Jose is a few hundred miles to the east of Irma, and a depression in the southwestern Gulf of Mexico just got strong enough to be named Katia. This is not going to be good. Florida's in a statewide state of emergency; tourists are being evacuated from the Keys, and Miami's evaccing people with mobility problems.

Iris

Sep. 4th, 2017 09:11 pm
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I was afraid of this. My Dodgers are slumping, and badly. 2-8 in the last 10 games, including a couple of losses to the Padres. Better to be bad now, with the division championship effectively wrapped up, than in October during playoffs, but I don't like this run.

Jesus Christ, it's September. Dad's birthday is the day after tomorrow, and then the Kentucky Barbecue Festival, and we just keep tumbling forward. Didn't do anything, really, to observe Labor Day. Went to WorldFest. Goofed off. Slept. Headspace ain't great, and I've done fuck-all to improve it.
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Met some new-to-Louisville folks at Colin's shop on Friday, and found myself in the role of ad hoc tournament organizer for the X-Wing players there. Everyone got plenty of loot, including some Armada goodies for us fleet commanders. Then, most of us decamped for more gaming at Heroes, and holy cow, did I get a surprise. I'd pitched it as a night for Epic play, and got some interest. Wound up with three 4-player games going. Pretty terrific!

Harvey's remains came through, dropping a lot of rain and cooling the air quite a bit. I didn't hear of any flooding or any other serious issues. There's another hurricane in the eastern Atlantic, probably hitting the East Coast in a week or so.

Last night saw North Korea's most powerful nuclear test yet, something in the 50-120 kiloton range, if seismic information is to be believed. NK claims to have developed a thermonuclear device, and they've progressed to test-launching ballistic missiles over Japanese airspace instead of into open ocean. I hate feeling alarmist, but I keep hearing Admiral Painter's words - "This business will get out of control. It will get out of control, and we'll be lucky to live through it."

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I don't know where the information came from, and today it doesn't really matter. We'd observed Imperial patrols ranging further and further out from the Onderon depot, and Sector Command decided to hit one of them. A target presented itself - a Raider rendezvousing with a Gozanti carrying the sort of material we can make better use of than Moff Vancyon's forces can. Sector assembled an appropriate force, a couple of CR90s, a GR75, a couple of refitted freighters, and all the fighters we could round up.

For a few blessed minutes, it was perfect. We dropped out of hyperspace a stone's throw from the Imperial ships and it seemed we caught them completely unaware. Less than a squadron's worth of TIEs showed on our scopes; we had more than twenty fighters. The Raider was caught between our corvettes, taking more broadside fire than it knew what to do with. We had 'em.

Then the sensors started screaming. Realspace reversions all around us, and coming in fast. The Empire had set its own trap, and we'd fallen for it. If only that had been the case.

It was a pirate force. Three of those damned C-ROCs, faster meaner versions of the Gozanti, and enough fighters and transports to give both sides pause. And they were spoiling for a fight. They came roaring right into the fight between us and the Empire, throwing both sides into chaos. We wan
ted that Gozanti's cargo, but the pirates must have wanted it more. What had been a straightforward engagement became a brawl, damned near three separate battles. I hate saying this, but the Imperials handled themselves better than our divided force. We lost over a dozen fighters before our own ships disengaged and ran for safety - we did manage to destroy one of the C-ROCs, at least. The one that made the mistake of tangling with the Raider didn't last long. The corvette and its fighter escort cut the thing to pieces.

We're licking our wounds now, and listening.
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What's left of Hurricane Harvey is heading this way. Rain late tonight, sticking around for about a full day. A flash flood watch begins tonight at 8PM. Clouds from the thing are here already. A sewer line collapsed under Main Street yesterday morning, closing Main between Clay and Jackson and Hancock between Billy Goat Strut Alley and East Washington. MSD estimates repairs will take a couple of weeks, and work won't start until after the storm's remains are gone.

That section of Main has been a mess for a while - a couple of lanes closed to allow for Whiskey Row construction. It's at the entrance to parking for Slugger Field, so getting to Against the Grain will be trickier, I guess.

There's more happening in Texas. A couple of explosions at a chemical plant northeast of Houston - and there's a whole other mess, with chemical contamination mixing in with the existing water and sewage and everything else. Recovery is going to take years.

Tomorrow is Force Friday, a marketing blitz that's going to be a long day of Star Wars gaming for me. LGS in the afternoon and Epic X-Wing at Heroes in the evening. FFG's announced a mystery gaming product, probably something for Destiny. I hope it's Destiny-related, since that will mean absolutely no temptation for me to buy it.
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It's not a hurricane any more, but Harvey's still doing a number down around Houston. A levee south of the city let go this morning; evacuation is underway where possible. There's a comparison to be made to Katrina, and I heard discussion along those lines this morning. The biggest difference seems to be duration. Katrina hit New Orleans and blew through in a matter of hours; Harvey's been noodling around for a few days now, and is moving very slowly. Rainfall is over four feet in some areas, and it's a whole region of poor drainage - bayous everywhere. This is catastrophic in every way.

Got out pretty early this morning to run a couple of errands, and caught a train at Hurstbourne and Six Mile. Approaching Hurstbourne, I was pretty sure I saw the headlight reflecting on the rails at the overpass, and sure enough, a couple of BNSF locomotives pulling a long stack train came barrelling down the line. Not a bad way to begin a day.
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I'm feeling some fatigue with my Star Wars game. It's been going for about a year now, and that's a decent run. After for-freaking-ever with only minis gaming, launching the SW campaign was a good way to knock some rust off. Joining the Pulp Cthulhu game has been a good decision - good GM and players and a ridiculously cute black kitten. Should go ahead and throw in on Imaginarium and Nerdlouvia, I guess.

Saturday was for nerdery of another stripe. Small model train show across the river in Sellersburg. A couple of good HO scale modular setups and one okay N scale display. Took my buddy Darryl along, and it turned out to be a great day for him - someone from one of the clubs was able up to repair his prized 4-4-0. They put it on their layout, and dude got to see his baby run for a while. The club invited us out to their meeting nights, no pressure to join or put down dues or anything - just come out and run some trains and learn some things. Depending on things, I'd like to pick up a couple of locomotives to run on their layout. Watch for warehouse sales and the like. Like the Chessie System GP15-1 over at Walthers, for a c-note. Not that I've been window shopping or anything.

Hurricane Harvey rolled onto south Texas over the weekend. Ungodly amounts of rain and flooding, but minimal loss of life. It's not over, as forecasts predict that the thing is going to get a recharge before heading back over land and up the coast. This one's going to be costly. Every refinery is shut down, either due to damage or as a precaution, and fuel costs are already starting to climb. Some cities in the Houston metro area ordered evacuations, but most didn't, likely out of memory of the Rita evacuation in 2005. Maybe 3 million people were trying to get out of the Corpus Christi area, hopelessly gridlocking the whole evacuation network, even with Interstates set to contraflow. Over a hundred people died during the evacuation, mostly due to heat-derived conditions, and the roads were clogged for days after the storm's passage, preventing relief supplies and personnel from getting to affected areas. Lessons learned. There's a small and surprising silver lining - one of the few people in the current administration who isn't utterly awful is the FEMA director, and he seems to be handling things as well as can be.

CNN's reporting that Texas's governor has activated the entirety of the state National Guard. 12,000 citizen soldiers. Customs & Border Protection has been retasked into relief and assistance. And there could be another four feet and change of rain coming.

Loosely related, traffic was utter hell for a hojillion people a week ago. A total solar eclipse was viewable across this great land of ours, and ... well, see my previous entry. A GenCon buddy and his girlfriend went to Nashville to see the totality, and routed through Louisville on their way
back to Michigan. We made plans to get together for dinner. And then a late dinner. And then a midnight refuel. It took them nine hours to get here from Nashville, and no rerouting helped. Interstates, federal highways, state roads - all just choked. And it wasn't just a regional problem. Similar stories all along the eclipse's path, from Oregon to South Carolina.

LA's still on top of all of MLB, despite dropping two of three to Milwaukee. This has planted a tiny seed of worry in the back of my mind. This may be the best single-season baseball team, ever, but come playoff time, the season is much shorter, as short as three games. LA's collapsed in the postseason before (albeit with a less-talented roster than the 2017 team), and I can almost see it happening again. For now, though, 91-38 with 33 games left in the regular season. The Giants were eliminated a week ago, before the Padres, even. October's coming.

The late stage of baseball season means the approach of football season. I've already seen a few mediocre preseason NFL games, and UofL starts against Purdue this weekend. (High school games are already underway, but I give zero fucks about those.) Maybe as a by-product of the Dodgers being just amazing this year, but I'm not as excited about football this year as in most previous years. The rapid increase in information about brain injuries in NFL players has taken a lot of shine off the sport, too.
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Today's the day of the great North American Eclipse of 2017. Here in Louisville, we're going to get about 97% totality, which is going to be enough for some pretty lovely things to see. I've seen something 55% totality before, and that was something - we still had a working cattle farm then, and the cows started gathering together like they did around sunset. The dogs headed for the porch to sleep, and the barn cats came out for a while. No pets here at stately Bourbon Manor, sadly, but I'll manage.

I'm as interested in the goings-on around the eclipse as the eclipse itself. The path of totality is going to pass through southwestern Kentucky, with the longest period of totality happening at (in? over?) Hopkinsville, finally giving anyone a reason to go to Hopkinsville. Estimates of a half-million visitors to the area are being thrown around, with warnings about emergency service response times, overwhelmed cellular phone networks, and food and gasoline shortages. Southbound Interstate 65 is crawling down around Elizabethtown.

GenCon was the 17th-20th, and I broke my attendance streak. Drove up to Indianapolis last night to see Alex and Pat. Good time catching up, met a couple of new people. Got some great encouragement and reinforcement, which I needed more than I thought. Some talk about me coming back onto the convention team, which may happen, but probably not at GenCon. PAX Unplugged is coming up; Pat's going and extended an invitation to me. Can't do this year, and ugh Philadelphia, but 2018 maybe. Besides, there's Imaginarium and Nerdlouvia here in the coming months.


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Fifteen years ago, I drove to Richmond, Virginia, to see a longtime friend - one of the coolest people I know, to tell the truth.

Before going, I asked about game stores along my route - good ol' mailing lists, you know? I didn't figure there would be any in West Virginia, but Virginia was bound to have some, right? And someone suggested a shop in Charlottesville, and that sounded pretty good, so I put it into Mapquest and printed out a detour map (this was 2002, remember) and away I went.

Charlottesville was really pretty. The shop was located in a pedestrian mall, a closed-off section of a city street filled with tables and benches and all kinds of cool little specialty shops. I remember thinking, man, I could pretty happily live here. Nice college town, good vibes, all that.

And now, Charlottesville is the place on American soil where a Nazi killed a woman by driving his Dodge Challenger into a crowd. Nazis, Confederate apologists/cosplayers, white supremacists/nationalists, all the usual dickbags - they rallied against the planned removal of a statue of the traitor Robert Lee. There was a counter-demonstration, there was some violence, and in a fit of white power, one of these dickbags got in his prosthesis and killed Heather Heyer.
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On the whole, I have some real concerns with the militarization of police forces and cases of police brutality.

Today, though, if Virginia State Police just whupped the hell out of a bunch of Nazis, I could turn a blind eye.
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Sometimes, all you have to do is ask. After yesterday morning's entry, I made a Facebook post, half-seriously looking for a game to join. Within a couple of hours, I had three invitations. I turned down D&D and Shadowrun in favor of Pulp Cthulhu. I know all three of the GMs, and have no doubts that the games would be quality, so it was something of an embarassment of riches.

Saw Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets this morning. It's a very beautiful movie, and there are some damned imaginative bits, but ultimately, it just isn't very good. The lead actor isn't believable, and there's no sense of connection between him and the leading actress. Clive Owen is unsurprisingly good, and there's a blink-and-you'll-miss-it nod to The Fifth Element.

Pakistan removed its prime minister from office last week. Well, he resigned, but it seems he got resigned after fallout from the Panama Papers. There's likely to be a mostly-orderly transfer of power and all that, but as a GM, I have to take advantage of this. This is what starts it. In the interim, ISI makes a real play to move out of its deep state operations, but things only destabilize. The new PM and their cabinet have initial popular support from the military, but ISI action and resistance from Sharif's party cause a lot of problems. Tensions with India rise, and a shooting war breaks out. Border territory changes hands; other countries start pulling personnel and resources, and someone somewhere uses a nuclear weapon. The nuclear arsenals are quickly depleted or destroyed, with China launching its own strikes to destroy both aggressors' means to fight. The world has irrevocably changed. Good luck, agents.

Foolish

Jul. 30th, 2017 08:36 am
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I got back to Louisville late Monday afternoon. I do love being at the farm, but the isolation was starting to get to me. I'm not some kind of super-outgoing social butterfly, but I do like being able to get together with friends for a game or a movie or drinks or whatever on a few minutes' notice, and I was many miles from that opportunity.

I've spent far too much time these past few days reading about the cascade of fuckups around a local convention, FandomFest. I got roped into this hot mess back in 2012 and 2013, and tales of the 2013 debacle still circulate, waiting for a Google search. This year, the con advertised its location as the Fair and Expo Center - up until about two and a half weeks before the con. That's when the actual location was announced - the hastily-named Jefferson Mall Event Center! In other words, the old Macy's space. Then, announced guests started dropping out. About 25 of them, mostly for "personal reasons." Booking agents started popping up to deflect this, making sure that people knew that their clients weren't just blowing things off - in most cases, the con hadn't gotten contracts signed or had failed to arrange flights and hotels and guarantees. In two cases, the con announced the appearance of someone who lives here in Louisville, and those locals opted to not attend after hearing about the goings-on. One of them lives about ten minutes from the event site - I've been to his house - and he still noped outta there. The site itself had problems, including a dead raccoon spotted on the floor a couple of nights before vendor setup began (Ralph the Raccoon quickly became a mascot). The con owners didn't bother to get fire marshal approval until the day before the show. According to the local FD, the con first asked for approval for 30,000 attendees, then 10K. Then they checked with the mall and its formula for occupancy of that space - 4225. The fire marshal eventually approved the space for 1700 people. From what I've heard, they've been in no danger of hitting that number. Vendors have lost big. The con organizers have run off representatives of other shows that were handing out flyers - something that happens at every con. It's just an utter shitshow.

Apple discontinued the iPod Nano and Shuffle last week. The only iPod left now is the Touch, an iPhone 5 without the cellular radio. I do love my Nano, so much so that I think I'm going to buy another one for when this one eventually shuffles off its mortal coil. Yes, I could use my iPhone, and it certainly has more storage space than the Nano, but I am no fan of Apple Music.

SYR's tonight. Four D&D games, two Call of Cthulhu, one Ten Candles. I'm getting a real hankering to play something, in addition to running my Star Wars game ... just not so much at the SYR environment.

Act of God

Jul. 23rd, 2017 10:36 am
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Somehow, I'm still tired from yesterday. Kaiser woke me up around 5:30, needing something. He was happy enough to be let outside; I couldn't go back to sleep. I checked out my Armada fleet, tried to get a little more sleep, tossed and turned until 7:30. Got up, showered, rechecked the fleet. Left Kaiser plenty of water and food, and hit the road for Shepherdsville.

Seven players for the Armada tournament, so one bye for each round. I drew against the eventual store champion, Collin H, in the first round; he won comfortably, but I did well enough - knocked out the support ships and about half of the fighter complement. I drew the second-round bye and spent the time trying to learn what I could for the third (and final) round. I drew Jacob, one of the other Rebel players from our aborted Corellian Campaign. His fleet was similar ways to Collin's, so I figured I'd put up a decent fight this time. We set up our fleets, and by the end of the second turn, I was in trouble. My frigates were set up to deliver broadsides, and Jacob had maneuvered to keep his ships in front of my frigates, where their firepower was much weaker. I lost, and badly. After the match, Jacob pointed out the biggest mistake he saw me make. I'm fielding very fast ships, but engaging my opponent very quickly, almost in a headlong rush. Instead, I need to make use of the speed and maneuverability I have to get into better positions - and stop being so darned conservative with my defensive options. Spend the tokens - they'll refresh!

After six hours and change of play, it was done. I placed dead last by one point. Came home with a stack of alt-art ship and modification cards, some destined for the trade/giveaway bag, and some snazzy acrylic defense and command tokens. Talked with Ken S about getting together for some Project Phoenix games this week. Drove home, was greeted by the dog, had a late dinner, went to bed.

Mom&Dad are coming home tomorrow. I haven't yet decided if I'm going to stick around until they get back here or light out before. Will, like so many other things, depend on how much sleep I get. I predict the lovable, friendly, affectionate, needy red Doberman currently dozing on the front porch will wake me up much earlier than I want.

Sabbath

Jul. 20th, 2017 05:50 pm
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Second day at The Farm. Got here early yesterday morning, and Mom&Dad headed out around noon. Yesterday afternoon saw a shopping trip to Campbellsville - medicine and snacks for Kaiser, food and clothes that I forgot to pack for me. Had a mighty moment of dumb when getting things together yesterday morning, I guess.

This dog, y'all. Despite the heat, he's outside on the porch, but will probably whine in a half-hour or so to be let back inside so he can lie down on the floor and cool off for a while. He's a hoot, swinging between "I'm a strong proud red Doberman who doesn't need no (hu)man" and straight-up almost as needy as my housemate.

It's high summer, that's for sure. Lexington weathermen have tossed around the phrase "hottest day of the year" quite a bit. It's presently 91F, heat index 102F, down a few degrees from a few hours ago. There's a chance of daytime thunderstorms over the weekend, which should help knock air temps down a bit. But thunder will scare the dog, so, a mixed blessing.

Little things: USPS mail holding is pretty great for long getaways like this. I'd bought some promo and alt-art cards from eBay, shipped through USPS, and had a little anxiety about them arriving while I was away - housemate's shacking up with this season's Whatsername when he's not working in Lexington. Two minutes at USPS.com and all is handled.

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