OK…this is just friggin’ creepy. Even for California.

Other than that…not much going on right now. Work is proceeding, as always, and I’m still prepping for NaNoWriMo. Design work is still apace on Apollyon Noir, and in gaming news, I’m still running my bi-weekly Buffy game, and now I’m getting ready to kick off a play-by-IM RPG of Doctor Who with a like-minded friend–a prospect that I’m very jazzed about.

For some reason, Autumn always puts me in a mood for Who. Not sure why, really…but it spills over into other bits of Anglophiliac Phantasmagoria: Victorian Fantasy, Sherlock Holmes…hell, in recent years, even Harry Potter. There is something about the crispness of the air and the smell of dry leaves and chimney smoke that makes me think of plummy accents and baroque science-fantasy. Gawrd luv ye.

I’ve been dying to do a new version of a Doctor Who RPG…I’ve even gotten my foot in the door with BBC Consumer Products (licensing division)…but I have to recognize that even if I did pony up the licensing fee (which would be no small feat, because I’m sure the BBC doesn’t recognize the concept of ‘small press’), I haven’t got the time or the energy to devote to running yet another RPG company. Still, it might be worth a shot to simply put together a proposal. Couldn’t hurt, after all.

Or hell, maybe I just do one as a fan, not as a commercial venture. Put it up on a website and let folks have at it. That might be the way to go, when all is said and done. Just a labor of love. Might be fun, as well. Something to think about.

This past weekend, I attended the wedding of Aaron Rosenberg and Jen Purcell of Clockworks Games. Aaron is a long-time friend, and one of the guys who I got into the industry with, back in the days of Epitaph Studios. Even more amusing is the fact that I was there when the Bride and Groom first met, and my fiancee, Laura, was actually the Groom’s roomate and a friend of the Bride, who engineered their first date.

Aaron and Jen produced a mock-up “Playbill” as a wedding program, and Laura and I were pleased to see that we were mentioned in the backstory. The rabbi officiating at the service was a friend of theirs, and a gamer, so during his advice to the couple, he put it in gaming terms, which was hilarious: life as a diceless LARP, and to which they were now adding the “marriage” supplement, which introduced new skills (like compromise), new character types (husbands, wives, and families…which are groups made up of 1d4+1 characters), etc. About half the guests “got it”, leaving the elderly aunts, uncles, etc. looking around confused at the chuckles going off in the crowd around them.

A beautiful ceremony (and my first attendance at a Jewish wedding, so fascinating for me as well), and a remarkably cheese-factor-free reception. Not once did the DJ play “The Chicken Dance”, so that was a plus.

Of course, Laura and I now have to start planning our wedding.

No pressure.

GMS

Is the new anti-war movement in danger of being torpedoed by its own fanatics? A great salon.com article…talking about how there’s a real danger of the overwhelming majority of normal, well-adjusted folks who are against the Bush Pre-emptive War doctrine being ignored due to the wacko-anarcho-college-student fringe loonies subverting the message. Hard for most of us to be taken seriously when anti-war event organizers are anti-US hardline neo-communist revolutionaries…

On the other hand, Barbie is gonna be a Bond Girl, so things can’t be all bad.

My brother Jason apparently has come down with a case of Bell’s Palsy, the facial paralysis that I had an occurance of in 1999. Needless to say, he’s a bit freaked out, since there is nothing that can really be done about it, and a lot of times you don’t get 100% of your muscle strength back (My right eyebrow droops noticeably now, in fact–the doctors told me that I had about a 90% recovery). I told him about my experiences, we noticed that the early-warning symptoms were identical (an odd metallic taste in the mouth two days or so before paralysis, followed by a facial tic, and then a prickling sensation similar to getting anaesthetized before losing muscle control entirely). I notice that I was about the same age he is now when I came down with it…wonder if there is some sort of genetic trigger or something going on here.

In other news, getting ready for National Novel Writing Month…I guess it’s cheating a little bit, but I’ve been taking notes, prepping for the main process in November (hey, notes aren’t actually writing, so they don’t count. So there). It’s going to be set in the world of Apollyon Noir, so I’m killing two birds with one stone.

Wow…two days, two updates! You’re all gonna get spoiled.

GMS

Again, a little while between updates. Sorry about that. Work (both day job and dumb-as-hell-why-the-hell-do-I-put-myself-through-this writing at night) has been kicking my ass for the past week.

No deep, Wil-Wheaton-esque soul-searching this time around, though. I haven’t really got the time today (same goes for Apollyon Noir updates, although I will be getting some more of those up here soon, I promise.) Just a couple of cool links for you today:

Kaiju alert! Giant Bird Sightings in Alaska. Rodan’s back on the block, kids. Can King Ghidorah be far behind? I mean, check this out: Mauna Loa is active again. Volcanos stirring, giant birds appearing….hmmmm.

Am I hearing a “SkreeeeeeONK” in the distance?

Something to think about.

GMS