Weekend Retort

-have realised that writing these on Monday or Tuesday helps me put thoughts into order. And since it tends to be the exciting part of the week, save random strangeness, that is much yay.

-Friday-
Had a date with Photoshop. Pictures in previous entry. Kind of wondering if I should turn the boar sheild art into a vector for easier sizing.

-Saterday-
Had a large BBQ over at Johannes and Linda's, got to see Kyra Kai and drew her tattoo art (Which still freaks me out, drawing art for Tattoos, but it felt right) and had fun generally talking with people.
Went to MOrgan-obachan's and started cleaning out the spare room. Will prolly be moving there in the next week. I can has a room! Half full of schtuff, but it's a room.

-Sunday-
D&D. OMG.
-The Dwarf now has shiny yellow 'poofy pants' that he does MC Hammer dances in.
-The Wizard learned never to introduce his companions to his mentor. See below.
-The Warlord is a Clueless Ditz.
-When the Dragonborn Rouge picked on the Halfling Warlord, the Halfling Warlord went and told the scary nice Blacksmith that the Dragonborn had said that "The Blacksmith was a Dick."
-Shouting at rats occasionally gets you answers as to why people are trying to kill you. Or get your swords.
-The Warlock learned that kicking the Blacksmith in the nads gives the Blacksmith 3pt of damage, and the Blacksmith does not double over.
-The Warlock also learned that the Blacksmith delivers 13 pt of damage when chasing after you and hitting you with his big hammer.
-The Dwarf now has a banjo and will play the dueling banjo music from 'Deliverance' at appropriately random times. He's discussing becoming a Bard. >_O

-Ficcage-
Six new stories posted to the ficblog this past week. Gordian Knot: Strike a Match, a Guard Dog snippet and four kinkmeme fics.
I have a backlog of about as many fics to post sometime later this week. As one of copperbadge's icons say, "I write like a Mofo."
Thank you and goodnight.