Crap, where does the time go?
I'm going to ramble here for a bit.
I'm going to ramble here for a bit.
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Well, Hurricane Sandy was more of a nuisance then anything else for my section of Jersey. Sadly, it didn't take out Snooki or any of the other shits from the Jersey Shore, just the shore itself.
Ain't been much to report on my end. Hence the real lack of reporting. Got a job interview Monday, and talking to a college guidance counsler the following Monday. Fingers crossed, motherfuckers.
Got a gaming group going sorta. Just finished my prelude/segue into Hunter the Vigil. One player used to be someone who showed up to game night only to socialize with one friend. Two were gamers that I had little direct experience with before Tuesday game night. (One of them I had met through Rocky Horror Picture Show. More on that later.) And the last was the guy who introduced me to them. Andrew's had enough experience that I've seen under his belt to be a worthwhile player. Or a pain in the ass one. Just depends on how much he'll work with you.
I dunno. Andrew and I have gotten kinda close the last few months. But since Holloween, he's taken a step back. Then again, I did tell Pat in no uncertain terms our friendship was over on Holloween. So maybe Andrew's deciding where his loyalty lies. I'm not asking him to, so it'll be weird if that maybe is true.
Rocky Horror. Hmmm. I've been going for a few months now. Long enough to get the AP lines stuck in my head at random moments. Long enough to have small talk with some of the cast/crew and not feel completely out of place at Denny's afterwards. The place I go to is in my home town, near enough, and it opened right around the time I went into the Army, so I kinda walked into it late. I wasn't a virgin though, so all's well. I had gone to a spot in North Jersey. The place I go to on Friday nights is less then 5 miles away, so it's right in my back yard, so to speak. The one that I popped my cherry at was done on Saturdays up in Montclair, so I might get my gaming group to go there on a random Saturday.
I wonder if Nate's still there, in Montclair. If he is, I'll have to rag on my cousin about him, I brought my cousin to his first Rocky Horror Picture Show several years ago. In the space of the 2 minutes it took me to find and use the bathroom, a gay black guy (the size of a high school senior quarterback) had my saxaphone playing white math teacher of a cousin stripped down to his boxers. My cousin's now married and has a son, so I'm pretty sure he's long forgotten it.
Oh, yeah, almost forgot. I've been running this personal experiment here on SG. Turns out, any time I post an open blog post, some random chick who's got a set up for review will decide to add me without any sort of contact or whatnot. Instead of being completely callous, I give em a chance and see if they'll message me or leave a comment. And if they don't, fuck em. I'll give the set the thumb's down. Because hey, you might be pretty, but that's a dime a hundred on this board. Yeah, it's nice to look at eye candy, but you're not going to get my thumb's up on this board if you just collect friends. I've been here long enough to know why some people turn off the ability to friend request em.
Going back to the tangent of my cousin, I'm glad he told me about and invited me to the George Carlin tour a long time ago. There's a lot of groups/acts/people I wish I could have seen. Bill Hicks, Jimi Hendrix, The Doors, Sam Kinison, Richard Pryor, Metallica (when they were above and beyond worthwhile, back in the 80's), and Warren Zevon.
Well, Hurricane Sandy was more of a nuisance then anything else for my section of Jersey. Sadly, it didn't take out Snooki or any of the other shits from the Jersey Shore, just the shore itself.
Ain't been much to report on my end. Hence the real lack of reporting. Got a job interview Monday, and talking to a college guidance counsler the following Monday. Fingers crossed, motherfuckers.
Got a gaming group going sorta. Just finished my prelude/segue into Hunter the Vigil. One player used to be someone who showed up to game night only to socialize with one friend. Two were gamers that I had little direct experience with before Tuesday game night. (One of them I had met through Rocky Horror Picture Show. More on that later.) And the last was the guy who introduced me to them. Andrew's had enough experience that I've seen under his belt to be a worthwhile player. Or a pain in the ass one. Just depends on how much he'll work with you.
I dunno. Andrew and I have gotten kinda close the last few months. But since Holloween, he's taken a step back. Then again, I did tell Pat in no uncertain terms our friendship was over on Holloween. So maybe Andrew's deciding where his loyalty lies. I'm not asking him to, so it'll be weird if that maybe is true.
Rocky Horror. Hmmm. I've been going for a few months now. Long enough to get the AP lines stuck in my head at random moments. Long enough to have small talk with some of the cast/crew and not feel completely out of place at Denny's afterwards. The place I go to is in my home town, near enough, and it opened right around the time I went into the Army, so I kinda walked into it late. I wasn't a virgin though, so all's well. I had gone to a spot in North Jersey. The place I go to on Friday nights is less then 5 miles away, so it's right in my back yard, so to speak. The one that I popped my cherry at was done on Saturdays up in Montclair, so I might get my gaming group to go there on a random Saturday.
I wonder if Nate's still there, in Montclair. If he is, I'll have to rag on my cousin about him, I brought my cousin to his first Rocky Horror Picture Show several years ago. In the space of the 2 minutes it took me to find and use the bathroom, a gay black guy (the size of a high school senior quarterback) had my saxaphone playing white math teacher of a cousin stripped down to his boxers. My cousin's now married and has a son, so I'm pretty sure he's long forgotten it.
Oh, yeah, almost forgot. I've been running this personal experiment here on SG. Turns out, any time I post an open blog post, some random chick who's got a set up for review will decide to add me without any sort of contact or whatnot. Instead of being completely callous, I give em a chance and see if they'll message me or leave a comment. And if they don't, fuck em. I'll give the set the thumb's down. Because hey, you might be pretty, but that's a dime a hundred on this board. Yeah, it's nice to look at eye candy, but you're not going to get my thumb's up on this board if you just collect friends. I've been here long enough to know why some people turn off the ability to friend request em.
Going back to the tangent of my cousin, I'm glad he told me about and invited me to the George Carlin tour a long time ago. There's a lot of groups/acts/people I wish I could have seen. Bill Hicks, Jimi Hendrix, The Doors, Sam Kinison, Richard Pryor, Metallica (when they were above and beyond worthwhile, back in the 80's), and Warren Zevon.