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Last night's dreams were bizarre. In one, I woke up in a hotel room somewhere to hear people having a discussion in the next room about attaching a second penis to someone's hip. In another, I was having a tactics-and-strategy discussion in our sittingroom with the characters from the Theshold of Ages game - Athel, Tabitha, Nicolai, and Torvald were sitting and standing around the room. Nicolai was reading Sun Tzu's Art of War, and had to be clouted by Tabitha once in a while to pay attention. Yrthilian was participating in the conversation, but couldn't been seen, and Caturah arrived late, with a sonic boom outside that shook the windows and gave our neighbours cause to call the police. Confronted with a 6'6" guy with a long beard and pointy ears, and a unicorn, they didn't press any charges.
Contrary to all predictions, the White Wolf stuff sold faster on Ebay than the D&D stuff I have up now. I also received the Spelljammer: Crystal Spheres book in the post this morning in work.
There was a strange sort of frost this morning. It was mostly melted by the time I was headed out for work, but there were patches where it wasn't, and it was a genuine hoar-frost in those areas, actually a measurable few millimetres thick. They weren't even pockets or hollows, but places like open lawns and the steps and flat areas at the east end of the pond in Herbert Park.
Looking at the forecasts for the next few days, it's to stay cold, down around the 6°C mark. I'm enjoying the chill. And one weather forecast is giving north-easterlies for around the 11th of December, but I'm not sure whether I believe it or not. North-easterlies in November-February in the British Isles usually bring snow.
Looking at the forecasts for the next few days, it's to stay cold, down around the 6°C mark. I'm enjoying the chill. And one weather forecast is giving north-easterlies for around the 11th of December, but I'm not sure whether I believe it or not. North-easterlies in November-February in the British Isles usually bring snow.
We're doing Thanksgiving promotions for Sports Interaction. And they feature cheerful turkeys. Now, why, I ask you, should turkeys be cheerful at Thanksgiving? They're going to be eaten. With gravy. Unless they know something we don't, and they're going to rise from the dinner table as vicious zombie turkeys. Besides, have you ever seen a cheerful turkey, alive or dead? Turkeys are morbid bastards. Morbid, vicious, beady-eyed bastards. Not cheerful at all.
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