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Roland pointed me to a new cartoon today. Its on par with the Knights of the Dinner Table and Dork Tower, both of which I find very humorous. Since I'm also reading D&D 3.5, the Order of the Stick is very funny. It sort of pokes fun of some of the new things in 3.5. Reading the players handbook is slow going but steady. I've been reading a bit before going to bed every night and that seems to work well. I think Roland wishes I would read faster though. He keeps having ideas for adventure bits and pieces and is excited to get going on the whole thing. I'm debating about what sort of character to create. I kind of want to go off the usual thing I do, but I'm not sure which direction to go. Maybe just a straight up fighter. Being just the two of us, I think Roland is going to have me roll up some other PC friends that he can semi-play with me, so I have a party to crawl with. So, yeah, that last sentence...I think that elevates me to queen of the nerds or something.
Apparently Jason is throwing a Labor-ween part for his birthday this year. That sort of made me sad because this will be the first party that Roland and I won't be able to go to. Kind of a bummer. I'm going to miss the getting together with peeps for made up holidays. It started with Thankmas, invented because in college we wanted to celebrate thanksgiving and/or Christmas with our friends but we all went to our respective homes for the real holidays. So we created one in between the two and it was dubbed Thankmas. The motto of Thanksmas is: You get what you want, because you bring it. So if a holiday isn't complete for you without green bean casserole, you bring it (I won't because I seriously dislike beans). If a holiday isn't complete for you without sugarbomb yams (with sugar, and marshmallows, and more sugar), you bring it. Whatever you need for the holiday to be right, you bring. In the beginning there was a secret santa option, but that sort of died out.
After Thanksmas, came the New Years Party (yeah, no special name there just a whole lot of drinkin'), then MemEaster - which then became Cinco de MemEaster for a three holiday punch, and Labor-Pendence Day. It was pretty sweet to get together with all the peeps so often. I will miss it.
Apparently Jason is throwing a Labor-ween part for his birthday this year. That sort of made me sad because this will be the first party that Roland and I won't be able to go to. Kind of a bummer. I'm going to miss the getting together with peeps for made up holidays. It started with Thankmas, invented because in college we wanted to celebrate thanksgiving and/or Christmas with our friends but we all went to our respective homes for the real holidays. So we created one in between the two and it was dubbed Thankmas. The motto of Thanksmas is: You get what you want, because you bring it. So if a holiday isn't complete for you without green bean casserole, you bring it (I won't because I seriously dislike beans). If a holiday isn't complete for you without sugarbomb yams (with sugar, and marshmallows, and more sugar), you bring it. Whatever you need for the holiday to be right, you bring. In the beginning there was a secret santa option, but that sort of died out.
After Thanksmas, came the New Years Party (yeah, no special name there just a whole lot of drinkin'), then MemEaster - which then became Cinco de MemEaster for a three holiday punch, and Labor-Pendence Day. It was pretty sweet to get together with all the peeps so often. I will miss it.
Labels: D and D, Order of the Stick
posted by Susan at 8:00 PM
3 Comments:
So...many...comments! First, the cartoon -- Order of the Stick -- absolutely rules! It's simple, well-written, and very, very funny. Second, I am excited to get a new campaign going. But I do understand the PHB is not an easy read. I'll just keep writing adventures until we're ready to start. Finally, I will also miss Laboween and such. I need to go to bed now someone is pokeing me. A lot.
For the record, I do know how to spell "poking." But someone had slipped me the mickey so that I would go to sleep, and then just as the drugs kicked in said someone started poking me. A lot.
You shall be missed at the Laboween party... we will raise a toast to you and sing songs of your glorious conquests.
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