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I made a creature earlier with a poison that gives you H1N1, basically, and there's apparently a bug with fevers...
I went back to the kitchen yesterday to grab a drink, and hearing the rasp of tearing foil in the next room wandered in to determine its source. Kiko and Gabriel looked up from the table, then, Magic cards spread from hell to breakfast, starter boxes split with the fury of their opening, a mixture of guilt and fear percolating up their faces. They were orchestrating some kind of card draft, frenzied and immediate, like they were bagging a huge mountain of coke in some halogen flooded sub-basement.
I assumed the unmistakable eyebrow crinkle/lip configuration that was like, "Magic, guys? Seriously?"But Magic it was. They started with Pokemon, ironically I think, moving on to harder stuff like the WoW TCG, ever skirting the form's coiled All-Father. They are engaged in a perilous sort of business, here, but they'll never know it; not 'til ten years hence, looking into their own hollow eyes in the bathroom mirror, trying to scrub tiny flecks of foil which will not come off.
Seriously though, there is a reason I keep coming back, and it isn't just because I enjoy hemorrhaging money. [via]
"You have found this instructive," might be my new favorite valediction to use to close out my emails.
The story about a prisoner deprived of his Dungeon Master's Guide and custom campaign world resonated. It sucks when the guards are all coming down on your shit, and, like, taking your stuff, but it also sucks pretty bad to be beaten to death with a sledgehammer, which is what this guy did to get in there. Tends to dilute the sympathy.
[via Penny Arcade]
Rather enjoying the new OK GO album... it seems to have hints of the ever-so-popular "let's turn everything electronic" in it without being overbearing. Also some disco. Yep.
Last week, Officer Montilla said he arrested a 400-pound man in a housing project in Harlem who had 10 bags of crack cocaine.
“The man was saying he was going to kill my mother, and kill my family,” Officer Montilla said. He said the angriest person he dealt with before was someone who wanted a better rate on municipal bonds.
[via NYTimes]
I live in San Francisco, and play an awful lot of guitar, board games, and video games.
Also, I work on Google Reader, which is as distracting as it sounds.
