TheAuldGrump

I'm, uhm, sorry I missed it. You know how you can use Pepsi to dissolve the rust off of old nails? They rebottle the Pepsi used to dissolve the rust and sell it as Moxie. The Auld Grump The key to killing The Butcher is pretty much any weapon 'Of The Bear'. The Auld Grump

I have been yelled at. Though I do need to defend myself. It was because I DO understand that I only use the @#$%& thing for PDFs. Then add the Worst Internet In The World at work, and you can understand why it remained unused. Once the new one comes in I will root Megan's old one, and install a smaller OS. Or give it to someone. Megan gets used a gazillion times more. Brigid wasn't a huge crier, and not that loud when she did. I would wake up, feed and/or change her, and as soon as I started she would quiet right down before I finished. But she was and is a grabber. The Auld Grump Megan is in with Julie right now - Julie is still at the elven embassy.

Make that DenMegBri - Brigid is sort of talking now, so deserves a voice. (Calling dibs on the zed-head.) The Auld Grump

We are the DenMeg. All your base are belong to us. The Auld Grump - you know, I don't think I have ever called Megan 'Meg'... and I think I will keep it that way. (I like the name Megan better in any event. Meg always calls Meg Maudlin to mind. (And so I sing, bonny boys, bonny mad boys, Bedlamy boys are so bonny, for they all go bare and they live by the air, and they want no drink nor money....))

Brigid has just started calling cinnamon rolls 'cimaninnies' - sadly, this is because she has stolen the term from me. *** Hmm, going by the restaurant I ate at last night, while dashing from mone game to another... DenTac. But for some reason... this has me really missing Bugaboo Creek. (Seriously - I liked eating in a place with talking animal heads on the wall. I took Megan there several times during our 'not dating' stage of dating. The more I think back on it, the earlier I realize how Megan broke through my defenses.) Heading up on our anniversary - less than a month. I don't think either of us will be finished with painting our dragons by then. We have already passed the anniversary of our handfasting - May Eve. We were planning on being handfasted for a year and a day before marrying. It didn't work out that way. Before the handfasting even took place we were talking about where the wedding would take place with the minister. (A semi-abandoned chapel on Great Diamond Island. The site fee helping keep the place maintained.) Mostly common sense - we had already been living together long enough that each of us knew what we were getting into. I would not change it for all the worlds and time. The Auld Grump - wow... I somehow went from Bugaboo Creek to our anniversary in the course of one train of thought.... I am still a gone gump about her. *EDIT* It was at the 'not-dating' that I switched tracks....

Away from my box o' doom, but did this Bones KS include 3" round bases like Bones 3 did? If so, flip the base upside down, blue tack/poster putty to hold the throne in place, then fill with sand mixed with white glue. Let dry, then pull the throne out again - it should leave a socket that you can use to hold the throne after painting and finishing the base. I might use green stuff to make a tiled base, instead of the sand/glue mix, but the theory remains the same. The Auld Grump

I need to get that Villagers set - for a police game I want a milling crowd of people. Fun the last two times I used the crowd, with the PCs getting ambushed by the smugglers that they didn't yet realize they were investigating. (Probationary Constables or Player Characters, take your pick. ) First group turtled up, protecting themselves, and only got the hired thugs. The second group... their paladin bulled through and went after the henchman leading the attack - who got away from the other group. He accepted attacks of opportunity, shrugged off poisoned crossbow bolts, and dagger stabss in order to prevent the henchman from getting away, knocking the henchman out in two rounds. The player got a standing ovation from the group - I am a firm believer in rewarding such things. We already have the Village Square set from Terrain Crate - the bigger the market, the bigger the crowd can reasonably be. Having both is likely to be more useful than having just the one. The Auld Grump

We got in a couple of battles - including one of my favorite custom scenarios. Meeting Engagement - a road running from one side of the table to the other, with both armies deploying from the road in their first turn. (Not all battles are planned, some just... happen. Gettysburg was a meeting engagement that turned into a Meat Grinder.) Megan won the Invade scenario - by a hefty margin. (I had nowhere near enough Surge in my army, this time around. Jarvis serving as one of my Necromancers. I like playing Goody Two-Shoes undead.) I won the Meeting Engagement - opening with Surge on my undead cavalry, and destroying her war engines before they got a chance to fire, and I managed to tie up her trolls with zombies. Her giant and my vampire ended up in close combat - it took a while to kill the giant, but my vampire eventually ended as the victor - an almost dead victor, but victor nonetheless. I definitely need to add a hard hitter to my army - maybe the zombie dragon will be seeing use sooner than I expected. 1,500 points means having to make choices and compromises.... Her goblin army has it easier. The Auld Grump

Megan has told me that the proper term for my old mattress wasn't 'mattress' - it was 'slab'. We had to compromise on a firm, yet not hard, mattress. *** One of the teens in the Five Man Band called the beholder police captain 'Big Blue'.... The beholder's reaction - 'Never, ever call me that to my face again. But just between you and me, I liked it. I liked it a lot....' I think he just became a bit more of a person to them. The Auld Grump

Heck, my former girlfriend had pictures of her goat in the tree - if the branches are low enough and far enough apart, they can climb trees. Once you let a goat into your heart... they will try to eat it. The Auld Grump - Pratchett described goats as 'sheep with brains'.

One of the great cruelties of the world is that Isaac Asimov did not live long enough to read Freefall - which explores his Three Laws in very different directions. (With a world where the robots outnumber the humans by hundreds to one.) I think he would have liked it. The Auld Grump I think they are adorable - Megan...not so much. The cats ignored the centipedes completely, as far as I could tell. The Auld Grump

There used to be places that sold them as a form of pest control - they are not territorial, and are perfectly willing to move out when they have finished eating the bugs in the house. Watching them move is fun - but hoo, boy! can they be fast! Locally, they seem to top out at around two inches long (out of a potential three inches.) I used to call them Scurry Cleopatra - a joke few, if any, people ever got. The Auld Grump

There have been times that I could have used a stronger Post-It. An actual attempt at Post-It machismo, or an ironic attempt at machismo? (Remember the Base Boss KS from Reaper - sometimes advertising departments do get irony and sarcasm. Or just plain weird*.) The Auld Grump - only three weeks left in the after school game. * The Old Spice Gentleman class for D&D is definitely high on the list. Talk about a niche target market! Babies do that to you. If your lucky then you can share your sleepless nights. The Auld Grump

Happy birthday! The Auld Grump

Soon she will be at the 'Will this fit in my mouth?' stage. The Auld Grump