Ahh, yes, I remember this now…

Apparently it takes about six months for all of the meds to work their way out of my system.  Either that, or…well, who am I kidding?  Methinks that shit just plain happens.  That’s right.  I have officially hit my first true “black mood” since, … hmmm.  

The Adventurer’s Backpack

Ah, yes!  The backpack, cornerstone of all experienced adventurers’ “stuff” lists.  Costing a mere two gold pieces in the standard D&D rules, it is worth sooooo much more in actual value.  It keeps all your miscellaneous gear in one, easy to get to place and serves as a place to stash the loot.  It can be used for such diverse tasks as a pillow whilst camping out to (in at least one instance) use as an improvised missile weapon*.

But of course, most of us who have played know too well the importance of this essential piece of gear.  Hell, it has become so iconic that they include a “Standard Adventurer’s Kit” as a package deal in D&D 4E!  But I can only imagine that some of you are aware that this is not the adventuring kit that I’m about to discuss…

No Good Deed…

goes unpunished, as the quote goes.

Please note that as I write this, I am wearing a smile. What I am about to explain was not presented to me as punishment, but you will see how the end result is, shall we say, less than optimal…

Tis the season…

Yes, yes, Christmas and all that.  Not the season I’m referring to, however.  The season of which I speak is the “there is no sun anymore” bi-polar depression season.

Love Knot

A romantic classic from the hometown halls of Martins Ferry High School, Junior year, 1992.