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If you are easily offended by anything do not read this it contains foul language, dry humor, cold statements, and a rather disturbing reluctance to respect the feelings of others. You have been warned. Be warned I do not plan to be big on grammar or spell checking in the log. I can not spell And, I know it, so frankly you will have to deal with my major short coming in this section. Any Comments:MAIL ME So I can red them and have mail that is not a forwarded joke or an add for a smut sight. All of this section will be done using TextPad 32. I love this program and if any one needs a general use text editor this is the best , unless of course you have turbo edit, that one is really nice as well, but I'm hooked on this old dog. 2/17/03 A renewed need to write stuff has brought me to restart the log, now known as the native log. No longer a developers log because, I no longer develop anything, I have had no time to do any such thing as of late. i sti;ll kick around ideas naturaly , it is like a habit. My light game got totaly panned by a group on the forge. I guess thier observations were correct. I still think the game was better it looked on paper.. ot on PDF as the case may be. The Forge is the place for independant role playing game development on the net. The sight is like heaven to a guy who like who likes to write games. But alas, the people who poulate the sight are like baptists, they think they are the only ones in heaven. Talk about a group that over thinks things. My god , these are just RPG's we are talking about right? I have never seen a sight so determined to create thier own elitist society or hireachy of narativist gamer yuck heads... By the way they are all very creative and very smart, smarter in fact than I am (GHASP), And they paned my light game .. wich is like I said fine. But I will tell you , they have lead me to desire the creation of a totaly brainless non narativist, competitive dungeon crawl game , like munchkin on crack, I have ideas but no time to write them out so here I sit with the log.. Well any how a few months ago durring the log drought, my wife met me at teh door when I got home from work and said "Hon I have a suprise!" Well I know what your thinking and that aint it. She pointed down and , there in a cage were 2 long thin kinda mouse looking things looking back at me. I said "what are they?" she said "FEREETS!" and so the adventure begins. Holy shit battle star galactica is on TV.. My wife is unimpressed.. I know a clasic when I see one.. I will sprinkle in ferret stories as I go Just so you know, Bandit is a male and weighs about 4 pounds. Marie is a female and weights in at a bit over 2 pounds. They are both sables , not the ugly white ferrets but the cool brown ones. Marie looks just like a black footed ferret, however marie is not endangered, she only endangers herself.more on that when I have more imputus to retell a ferret story. So I was thinking about a simple game where agroup of friends can plunder a randomly genarated dungeon for treashure and things that help inprove thier characters, it would be GM'less, and open ended. The game would involve very little actual role-play. Then I got to thinking what if all the characters could start i a diferent point on the mat and have the game be competitive, let the players roll up rooms to place infront of thier competitors, use points to buy things to place in the rooms and make the rooms tougher.kind of like a dungeon crawl card game. here is the stumbling block , i would have to make hundreds of little map squares to be rolled up as the random dungeon. It just takes too fucking long. So I started to hand draw the dungeon thingy , yeah too long I need to do it on the computer some-how, you know to make my life a bit easier, but then how do I print it .. you see On a snowy ass daylike this i must be bored. My wife has the video games and I have nothing of the sort. The ferrets are asleap, it is darn cold in this place.. Thank god I pay to heat this drafty old apartment. I would like to write a game like phantasy star on line for dreamcast.. where you constantly grow your character and find cool ass stuff. Naturaly I mean paper and pencil. I long ago gave up Pc programing of any real kind. But how do you make a table top game like that and keep it exciting? That is a real trick. Even the video game drags after a while. I have kinda given up on that game for now, My character is stalled and I don't play it very much at all. Besides my character never finds any good equipment wich is a real drag. So I said this was no longer the developers log and what do I do ? I write about stupid game ideas. EXcelllllent.... Sounds like a brain fart for me. I think the last effort at the log got a bit to political , so as we head straight into a war, I will leave politics out of this log, I will not talk about Diplomacy, trade, respecting other peoples cultures, religion, the sovereignty of nations or American intrests, I will forget all about that stuff, wich is in keeping with the current administrations policys, so it must be ok. What are you kidding more snow. I can not belive the amount snow we are getting right now. This log will stand as a testament to the storm of presidents day 2003.. We ae getting a crap load of snow. My car is burried, my street is full of the stuff.. I have to work in the morning wich is going to be a real humm dinger of a time. We had 4 realy easy winters in a row , now we are getting a normal mid NY winter and I do not like it one lil bit, in fact I hate it, LOATH it. I have the worst luck with weather, i was suposed to drive 50 miles to albany tommarow, I think not now.. To much snow, I need to get tho the bank .. but NoOOOoo! to much snow, I need to buy sugar.. nope to much snow. Basicly I am stuck in the housethinkig about snow. did I mention I hate the white curse of some evil norse god, northern exposure weather flakes falling from the grey godless sky bulshit? Ohh I did, good. Last saturday I went to "The trail" a bar in far off German town, I say far off because it is far from my normal experiance. This my good readers is the A typical red neck bar.. In fact i think it is a converted double-wide trailer.. that now serves as teh wattering hole for a sample of people who are coaught geographicly, emotionaly and mentaly, between the drug adled streets of Hudson and the near osark Mnt conditions of the area between Germantown and Hudson. That is not to say they are bad folks mind you, In fact the exact opisite is the truth, these are great folks who happen to oly have one little bar in a 20 mile area to drift into. they also are all very local, so when I walk into the place I catch a lot of ."who the hell is this pansy" looks from the regulars down at the end of the bar by the new ball loto machine. Thats right , step out of line and luther and the boys willlump you up good and put you out. My great luck holding, it was KARIOKE night , Note I can not spell Karioke because frankly it is an abhorent proactice that does not deserve any more thought than I have already given it. But let me tell you these folks do a mean Hank Willams Jr. And the whole bar (except for me saddly enough) knows the workds to :I got Friends in low places" by who ever sings that American Clasic. In order to enjoy ones self fully I advise a good deal of alcholhol consuption (for me it was 6 budwisers and 2 shots of something Joe bought), this not only lets you fit in with the "fellers" it also helps ease the pain of the Karioke to the point where even I would sing along with "Proud to be an american" The long and the short of it is this. Take a bunch of steady woking class folks (Like, I hope, Myself) and pack them into a small bar, with enough beer, and karioke, Mix in some good friends ( I had Nichole, Heather, Tony, Joe, Becky, Diggie, and some old guy who thought he had seen me on TV , God bless his drunk heart) You will, I say WILL, have a better time than you will at the very best bar, in any of the small towns and minor cities we live in. The people are more honest, the enviroment is less judgemental, the bikers are actulal bikers (who sing a mean Doors rendition BTW) not some IBM asshole who bought a bike and a 700 dollar jacket,and for christ sakes they have a dart board. |