Been trying to see Def Leppard for 20 years and never had the chance, seems they are playing tonight 15 minutes from.my hotel. Fuck yes.
I got to hang out backstage with them, Poison, and Cheap Trick. That was a pretty fun night and an amazing show. I have to give it to Lep... they put on a much better show than I ever expected. Enjoy the hell out of it, bro.
Been trying to see Def Leppard for 20 years and never had the chance, seems they are playing tonight 15 minutes from.my hotel. Fuck yes.
I got to hang out backstage with them, Poison, and Cheap Trick. That was a pretty fun night and an amazing show. I have to give it to Lep... they put on a much better show than I ever expected. Enjoy the hell out of it, bro.
That's awesome!. They blew me away, teenage me wokld have been very proud!. I worked out about halfway through that this actually completed my teenage me music bucket list. I made it with a friend who recently passed away so this seems.extra special.
Been trying to see Def Leppard for 20 years and never had the chance, seems they are playing tonight 15 minutes from.my hotel. Fuck yes.
I got to hang out backstage with them, Poison, and Cheap Trick. That was a pretty fun night and an amazing show. I have to give it to Lep... they put on a much better show than I ever expected. Enjoy the hell out of it, bro.
That's awesome!. They blew me away, teenage me wokld have been very proud!. I worked out about halfway through that this actually completed my teenage me music bucket list. I made it with a friend who recently passed away so this seems.extra special.
That even cooler, if not a bit bittersweet. Glad to hear you got it checked off though. Sounds like they are still great live.
So I just found out who Chris Bourassa is this week and I am hardcore fangirling over his work. Also half the links to his older stuff are dead so if anybody knows where I can find Died Again, you should let me know.
Been running a fundraiser for my daughter to get a service dog/seizure alert dog. She was born handicapped and has had seizures and other problems since birth. Actually been in the hospital all this week because of them, not that is meant to be rave worthy. Anyway, found out this morning that someones company is going to donate 5k dollars to it, more than doubling what we have raised so far out of the 17k needed. An employee there had lost her daughter earlier in the year and she told them to donate to us when they offered to meet their employees contributions to charities, in her daughter's memory.
I am shocked that there are people who will reach out to strangers like this and be so kind and generous, especially when grieving their own loses. Made my terrible week so much brighter and just am thrilled that there are good people.
Meet with my Oncologist tomorrow to plan how to fark cancer in the icehole (#Joh nyDangerously).
Tonight, KNOTFEST with my youngest. Behemoth, Gojira, the goddamn Danes from Volbeat are up now and killing it (saw them open for Metallica before they took off. So much better live). Then Slipknot.
I have to say.. those corn-fed motherfuckers can put on a show. That was awesome. Almost made up for me missing them on Ozzfest 20 years ago in the same ampitheater. A solid 2 hours and they sounded great. \m/ You would think everyone there was from Iowa.
My son even got a pick that two drunk dudes couldnt find. Should be a 17th birthday present he remembers for a while. 2 rows behind the pit at his favorite band. He just didnt get in the pit, but he did at Hatebreed so that was awesome to see.
Finished binge watching season 3 of The Handmaid's Tale.
Despite the actual (and acute) horror of the show, there's just something absolutely entrancing about watching June face the worst and come out the other end. She might be fucked up, she might have breakdowns, she might (and does) make awful decisions, but she still always reaches out to the humanity in us in the end, and it's inspiring, both as a real person and as someone who plays a character who is similarly very broken.
I also love all the supporting characters, the various bad guys (hard to just pick one, but I do think Aunt Lydia takes the cake for me, especially with how they explored her character this season), the music, the cinematography (this cannot be overstated, the cinematography of this show is fucking gorgeous), the mirror to real life, and how it's able to weave a story that not only resonates with you in the moment, but stays with you and makes you think about it, oftentimes for days.
My only rant is some of their pop culture music choices they play at various scenes get stuck in my head so flipping bad. Right now it's Heaven Is A Place On Earth, a song I can never hear the same way again after the show.
Probably just gonna have to re-watch it all again right away. Thank god I waited until the season wrapped up to start it up.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
So, this is a bit awkward and I've backed off from posting this about five times over more than as many months, but fuck it. Trigger warning: This is long and personal and cringy and you may not care.
Achaea, of all things, helped bring me up from a really dark place to a sense of normalcy:
I bounced off the civilian world hard.
I had, somehow, managed to rise to Sergeant, leading my non-combatant Marines to a place of competency and confidence in their role in both work and life. I rejected the boisterous stereotype and really took to the phrase "firm but fair". It won me a following among the lower ranks and respect from the higher, combatant and otherwise. I credit the latter to a healthy bit of cynicism on my part regarding the whole Military Thing. I guess in private no one really drinks the Kool-Aid.
College was interesting. Surrounded by a bunch of kids in an enviable position. I had been here before, and just as oblivious as they are. Coming back a second time, for free and with a far better idea of what puts food on the table, was enlightening. Still, I had my demons in tow. My favorite demon-slayer was alcohol, and after two years back, it finally took me. I never did finish my computer science degree.
At least I picked a field based on demonstrable competence, not titles. I had to be careful about which resumes mentioned "Marine", though. The hero worship is largely a lie; at best you're "awesome", but still alien.
It didn't matter though. Alcohol is more powerful than dreams, and I easily chose the former. Ended up with no family to talk to, and homeless. Whatever. Divorce was worse. At least the VA here was sympathetic.
Payphones are no longer a thing, it turns out. I needed my own to get a job. Found a place that gave poor people a huge discount. Android 4.4, and this chiclet of a processor could barely handle that, but it made calls and texts, and I learned a bit of Go.
I needed something more substantial, though. Something to pass the time between shifts. Never played World of Warcraft, but I knew about MUDs, and looked into them. Even a chiclet could handle a telnet client, surely.
Thus, Achaea. Talamond was a name I had fond memories of, being the generated name I settled on in Legend of Mana when I brought my little brothers into video games. I knew my chiclet phone wasn't going to handle anything more than slow dialogue and basic combat, so I went after Priest, and Targossas. The city of good. Sorry, "Good". Nice people, probably. I could just roam the world telling people to be nice to each other in a slightly flowery and condescending tone.
Lol
But hey, I rolled with it. I guess Cyrene was what I was really going after, but I liked the non-standard take on the "good" guys. I make jabs at Cyrene IC ("You can betray us all, but if you go to Cyrene I will disown you."), but it's a personal inside joke.
I would say Deucalion was the turning point in a few ways.
It's not fair to put that kind of weight on a person, but even in self-awareness, I used that character as a crutch. I spent so many nights, my freezing Lumarch fingers typing outside the closed public library (they never turned their Wi-Fi off) to get something or other finished, because I was not going to let my god and my city and my fire brothers and sisters down. I developed a fondness for novices and tutorials and stuff, because MUDs are fantastic and Achaea is fantastic and HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS DID YOU KNOW THAT THE GODS AREN'T JUST LORE THEY ACTUALLY TALK AND SMITE PEOPLE AND SAY COOL THINGS LIKE "YOU ARE GOOD, BE BETTER" AND THIS ONE TIME DEUCALION SET ME ON FIRE SO I COULD GO TO THIS ONE PLACE AND I DIDN'T EVEN DIE FOR REAL BUT HE SHOWED ME A TREE AND CTHULHU TENTACLES EATING EVERYTHING AND THERE WAS A SWORD and yeah. I constantly try to find ways to ease truly new people into it. Everyone should know how awesome this stuff is. Anyway.
The Dallas meetup became a personal milestone. I wasn't going to go, because that stuff is for cool, well-off people who have time and money and stuff, but you know, I got so tired of that kind of thinking. Screw it, I've got some weeks until my new job, and there's a plasma center nearby and plenty of free time. Cooper even gave me his old S6. I'm still using it.
Yada yada a bunch of stuff and then we come to now. I have a place of my own, with no financial assistance. I have a wonderful woman at my side who didn't care that I was poor at the time, has encouraged me to reach for higher job prospects (with success; we'll see how it goes), and made it very clear that if I drink like that again we're done. Dunno when I'll pop the question but we both know it's coming someday.
Even at the time, I knew a text game on a crappy phone was an odd source of motivation to keep going, but sometimes you take what you can get.
I talk a lot of shit and sometimes give the admins a hard time, but it comes from a place of humility and love and appreciation for this hobby and everyone who's part of it.
And Deuc, I know this stuff probably got tiring and you have a life, but please come back for five minutes and smite Farrah already, if nothing else. Just so she knows we still care.
Hey Cooper, guess what: your/my phone carrier has free tethering, so that was a huge and instrumental bonus until I could afford Cox.
Torinn, you had some controversial ideas, but I knew where they came from and I tried to carry the intent forward with better execution, and it seemed to work. Rave on you for having fantastic seeds of ideas (the Academy needs better representation of Targ for baby Targs, Harbs need to know they're important and not just Not-Dawnblade, etc)
Farrah, if Hashan doesn't become the go-to city in the next six months, you're dead to me. Targ is mine and will be fine under Soth, but Hashan deserves more than old Achaea memes.
Looking forward to your downfall. If not by Deuc than by the collective rage of Targies and Targ-turned-vengeful-Mhaldorians.
Also, Mhaldor, please wreck Farrah (and no one else, so she knows) out of principle. She deserves it. All the rumors of things she said about your mothers are true.
With all this chemo BS, I have to thank folks IG for not exterming. The redux in messages is making me feel less guilty about the reduced time online so... thanks?
And yet you couldnt come to CT.. you summanabitch.
Did you bring the little one(s) on the trip or just you? I still need to get my kids back to Okinawa and then do a European Vacation a la Griswolds.
It was a hectic month! Aug 1st - 14th was Texas and SoCal with the whole family, 17th - 22nd was Vegas alone for a work conference and then 28th - 2nd Sept was camping at the F1 with friends. Was awesome, but so tiring.
Do let me know if you head over to the UK, I'll come buy you a pint. Hope the Chemo us going well dude.
And yet you couldnt come to CT.. you summanabitch.
Did you bring the little one(s) on the trip or just you? I still need to get my kids back to Okinawa and then do a European Vacation a la Griswolds.
It was a hectic month! Aug 1st - 14th was Texas and SoCal with the whole family, 17th - 22nd was Vegas alone for a work conference and then 28th - 2nd Sept was camping at the F1 with friends. Was awesome, but so tiring.
Do let me know if you head over to the UK, I'll come buy you a pint. Hope the Chemo us going well dude.
Yeah no worries, just giving you shit. And everyone in CT is trying to get out of here so... no idea why anyone would want to come here. Our tourism sucks, the drivers suck, etc. You didn't miss much. TX and Vegas are far better options. Sounds like one of those vacations you end up needing a vacation from - but in a good way.
Did the first round. Not the most fun thing I've ever done, for sure. They say the whole process will gake 8 months to a year so any travel has been paused for the time being. But I will take you up on that offer for sure.
My therapist gave me the okay to return to work progressively. Worked my first shift under supervision to make sure I wasn't doing anything dangerous. Had a night full of niche situations, and some cardiac arrests to deal with. I didn't snap. In the morning, my team supervisor told me "I heard it was as if you had never stopped for a day".
Still going to take things slow and be attentive if the flashbacks return, but so far, things are looking up.
Few months ago my Uncle went into a care home and we spent a while collecting stuff from his house and generally tidying up the place before selling it on. I found a large coin collection of his and finally gotten around to looking through it all today. 1000's of coins, all pretty much worthless other than the odd one at £20-£30. Then, one of the last ones I look at before going to bed. Rare British coin from 1834 worth in the region of £1000-£1800. Not quite a Del Boy moment, but still pretty cool find.
@Talamond for what it's worth, the brief while I had an alt in Targossas, you were one of my favorite players there. I liked how you took the time to explain theology to myself and other novices, in such a personable manner.
So the contractor is renegging on his contract to warranty the horrid tile work he did in my FL house.
He just got a nasty Google Review, another HomeAdvisor review. And I was downloading the indoor and outdoor security camera footage because this is going to civil court (I paid him $50,000 to do the work and now he won't fix it) and noticed he had his guys return materials that were bought and paid for. Those materials are worth over $300 so not only am I going to sue him in court, if he doesn't return the material by the end of the week, I'm calling the local PD down there and filing a charge of Grand Theft in the 3rd Degree against him.
Keep fucking with me dude.. Court will be a byatch!
Thank you to all of you who kept me from snapping this long, bad year. You made it fun for me, with some incredible highlights and the kind of warmth and support I never would've expected from an online game. I'm used to being a caretaker, and not so much being taken care of. I'm grateful.
If you or someone close to you are going through a rough time, please reach out. I promise that someone else cares, however unlikely that feels in the moment.
Reaching down with a massive hand, Sartan lifts your head and draws a taloned finger across your throat, the wound closing as He does so.
Comments
Tonight, KNOTFEST with my youngest. Behemoth, Gojira, the goddamn Danes from Volbeat are up now and killing it (saw them open for Metallica before they took off. So much better live). Then Slipknot.
My son even got a pick that two drunk dudes couldnt find. Should be a 17th birthday present he remembers for a while. 2 rows behind the pit at his favorite band. He just didnt get in the pit, but he did at Hatebreed so that was awesome to see.
Despite the actual (and acute) horror of the show, there's just something absolutely entrancing about watching June face the worst and come out the other end. She might be fucked up, she might have breakdowns, she might (and does) make awful decisions, but she still always reaches out to the humanity in us in the end, and it's inspiring, both as a real person and as someone who plays a character who is similarly very broken.
I also love all the supporting characters, the various bad guys (hard to just pick one, but I do think Aunt Lydia takes the cake for me, especially with how they explored her character this season), the music, the cinematography (this cannot be overstated, the cinematography of this show is fucking gorgeous), the mirror to real life, and how it's able to weave a story that not only resonates with you in the moment, but stays with you and makes you think about it, oftentimes for days.
My only rant is some of their pop culture music choices they play at various scenes get stuck in my head so flipping bad. Right now it's Heaven Is A Place On Earth, a song I can never hear the same way again after the show.
Probably just gonna have to re-watch it all again right away. Thank god I waited until the season wrapped up to start it up.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
6 Flights
Now back to work
Did you bring the little one(s) on the trip or just you? I still need to get my kids back to Okinawa and then do a European Vacation a la Griswolds.
Achaea, of all things, helped bring me up from a really dark place to a sense of normalcy:
I bounced off the civilian world hard.
I had, somehow, managed to rise to Sergeant, leading my non-combatant Marines to a place of competency and confidence in their role in both work and life. I rejected the boisterous stereotype and really took to the phrase "firm but fair". It won me a following among the lower ranks and respect from the higher, combatant and otherwise. I credit the latter to a healthy bit of cynicism on my part regarding the whole Military Thing. I guess in private no one really drinks the Kool-Aid.
College was interesting. Surrounded by a bunch of kids in an enviable position. I had been here before, and just as oblivious as they are. Coming back a second time, for free and with a far better idea of what puts food on the table, was enlightening. Still, I had my demons in tow. My favorite demon-slayer was alcohol, and after two years back, it finally took me. I never did finish my computer science degree.
At least I picked a field based on demonstrable competence, not titles. I had to be careful about which resumes mentioned "Marine", though. The hero worship is largely a lie; at best you're "awesome", but still alien.
It didn't matter though. Alcohol is more powerful than dreams, and I easily chose the former. Ended up with no family to talk to, and homeless. Whatever. Divorce was worse. At least the VA here was sympathetic.
Payphones are no longer a thing, it turns out. I needed my own to get a job. Found a place that gave poor people a huge discount. Android 4.4, and this chiclet of a processor could barely handle that, but it made calls and texts, and I learned a bit of Go.
I needed something more substantial, though. Something to pass the time between shifts. Never played World of Warcraft, but I knew about MUDs, and looked into them. Even a chiclet could handle a telnet client, surely.
Thus, Achaea. Talamond was a name I had fond memories of, being the generated name I settled on in Legend of Mana when I brought my little brothers into video games. I knew my chiclet phone wasn't going to handle anything more than slow dialogue and basic combat, so I went after Priest, and Targossas. The city of good. Sorry, "Good". Nice people, probably. I could just roam the world telling people to be nice to each other in a slightly flowery and condescending tone.
Lol
But hey, I rolled with it. I guess Cyrene was what I was really going after, but I liked the non-standard take on the "good" guys. I make jabs at Cyrene IC ("You can betray us all, but if you go to Cyrene I will disown you."), but it's a personal inside joke.
I would say Deucalion was the turning point in a few ways.
It's not fair to put that kind of weight on a person, but even in self-awareness, I used that character as a crutch. I spent so many nights, my freezing Lumarch fingers typing outside the closed public library (they never turned their Wi-Fi off) to get something or other finished, because I was not going to let my god and my city and my fire brothers and sisters down. I developed a fondness for novices and tutorials and stuff, because MUDs are fantastic and Achaea is fantastic and HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS DID YOU KNOW THAT THE GODS AREN'T JUST LORE THEY ACTUALLY TALK AND SMITE PEOPLE AND SAY COOL THINGS LIKE "YOU ARE GOOD, BE BETTER" AND THIS ONE TIME DEUCALION SET ME ON FIRE SO I COULD GO TO THIS ONE PLACE AND I DIDN'T EVEN DIE FOR REAL BUT HE SHOWED ME A TREE AND CTHULHU TENTACLES EATING EVERYTHING AND THERE WAS A SWORD and yeah. I constantly try to find ways to ease truly new people into it. Everyone should know how awesome this stuff is. Anyway.
The Dallas meetup became a personal milestone. I wasn't going to go, because that stuff is for cool, well-off people who have time and money and stuff, but you know, I got so tired of that kind of thinking. Screw it, I've got some weeks until my new job, and there's a plasma center nearby and plenty of free time. Cooper even gave me his old S6. I'm still using it.
Yada yada a bunch of stuff and then we come to now. I have a place of my own, with no financial assistance. I have a wonderful woman at my side who didn't care that I was poor at the time, has encouraged me to reach for higher job prospects (with success; we'll see how it goes), and made it very clear that if I drink like that again we're done. Dunno when I'll pop the question but we both know it's coming someday.
Even at the time, I knew a text game on a crappy phone was an odd source of motivation to keep going, but sometimes you take what you can get.
I talk a lot of shit and sometimes give the admins a hard time, but it comes from a place of humility and love and appreciation for this hobby and everyone who's part of it.
And Deuc, I know this stuff probably got tiring and you have a life, but please come back for five minutes and smite Farrah already, if nothing else. Just so she knows we still care.
https://www.takethis.org
@Talamond
You are still my Caefir bro irl, don't worry (no smitings required, kthx).
Torinn, you had some controversial ideas, but I knew where they came from and I tried to carry the intent forward with better execution, and it seemed to work. Rave on you for having fantastic seeds of ideas (the Academy needs better representation of Targ for baby Targs, Harbs need to know they're important and not just Not-Dawnblade, etc)
Farrah, if Hashan doesn't become the go-to city in the next six months, you're dead to me. Targ is mine and will be fine under Soth, but Hashan deserves more than old Achaea memes.
Looking forward to your downfall. If not by Deuc than by the collective rage of Targies and Targ-turned-vengeful-Mhaldorians.
Also, Mhaldor, please wreck Farrah (and no one else, so she knows) out of principle. She deserves it. All the rumors of things she said about your mothers are true.
https://www.takethis.org
*glances down at his trusty sidekick, the S5*
Do let me know if you head over to the UK, I'll come buy you a pint. Hope the Chemo us going well dude.
Did the first round. Not the most fun thing I've ever done, for sure. They say the whole process will gake 8 months to a year so any travel has been paused for the time being. But I will take you up on that offer for sure.
Still going to take things slow and be attentive if the flashbacks return, but so far, things are looking up.
If you or someone close to you are going through a rough time, please reach out. I promise that someone else cares, however unlikely that feels in the moment.
Reaching down with a massive hand, Sartan lifts your head and draws a taloned finger across your throat, the wound closing as He does so.