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Hey, Mummy!
Feb. 29th, 2004 11:13 pmSo. Snra & I went to see Bubba Ho-Tep last night w/ a group of folks. Enjoyable evening.
Dinner was at a non-italian restaurant on College. Sure, this may not SOUND impressive, until you take a look at the local listing.
On the way there, I'd been feeling rather tired, so Snra. suggested we not make the film and just have a quiet dinner together and watch a film at home. I, naturally, suggested Rancho Relaxo (have I mentioned I love their lime soup?), but she said she was disinterested in eating Mexican.
So what did we have for dinner? Fajitas.
Beforehand I went over to Dragon Lady comics (famous for having a DTL chastising staff if they couldn't identify the source of the store's name) to see if I could get any vintage SHIELD for my ongoing process of getting into the headspace to runa Spycraft game.
Man. As a storyteller, Steranko is a fabulous artist. The tales themselves... Not so good. Visually awesome, though. It was the reprints from the early 80s on Baxter paper. I'll still try and snag some of the SHIELD TPBs.
The film? Interesting. Bruce Campbell has almost enough depth and breadth to do Elvis, but when trying to swim in the oceans of hte King's charisma, he's way over his head.
That, and the film couldn't seem to make up its mind wether it was a wacky adventure tale (Elvis & JFK vs The Hillbilly Mummy!) or a moving reflection on the aging process. Which caused it to suffer.
Today was mostly quiet. Snra did her schoolwork and I went to SL at Steve's. The game got delayed on account of two of the players had their parents over (brothers, so it was just one pair of parents) and the fourth was late.
Fun was had, distracted only by how little we were concenrating on the game. We had a final conflict that consisted of a dozen emaciated rats ("That's fancy speak for hungry & pissed off").
My thief ("Mohareb, Prince of Thieves, Thief of Hearts") did get xp for surviving two traps. Not detecting or defusing, mind you.
Dinner was at a non-italian restaurant on College. Sure, this may not SOUND impressive, until you take a look at the local listing.
On the way there, I'd been feeling rather tired, so Snra. suggested we not make the film and just have a quiet dinner together and watch a film at home. I, naturally, suggested Rancho Relaxo (have I mentioned I love their lime soup?), but she said she was disinterested in eating Mexican.
So what did we have for dinner? Fajitas.
Beforehand I went over to Dragon Lady comics (famous for having a DTL chastising staff if they couldn't identify the source of the store's name) to see if I could get any vintage SHIELD for my ongoing process of getting into the headspace to runa Spycraft game.
Man. As a storyteller, Steranko is a fabulous artist. The tales themselves... Not so good. Visually awesome, though. It was the reprints from the early 80s on Baxter paper. I'll still try and snag some of the SHIELD TPBs.
The film? Interesting. Bruce Campbell has almost enough depth and breadth to do Elvis, but when trying to swim in the oceans of hte King's charisma, he's way over his head.
That, and the film couldn't seem to make up its mind wether it was a wacky adventure tale (Elvis & JFK vs The Hillbilly Mummy!) or a moving reflection on the aging process. Which caused it to suffer.
Today was mostly quiet. Snra did her schoolwork and I went to SL at Steve's. The game got delayed on account of two of the players had their parents over (brothers, so it was just one pair of parents) and the fourth was late.
Fun was had, distracted only by how little we were concenrating on the game. We had a final conflict that consisted of a dozen emaciated rats ("That's fancy speak for hungry & pissed off").
My thief ("Mohareb, Prince of Thieves, Thief of Hearts") did get xp for surviving two traps. Not detecting or defusing, mind you.
