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January 2, 2025
Ah, the Sleep Madness.
As in, I need to get some. It was the first day back to school for the kids, so I was up too early. And I was up too late the night before. I need to reestablish better sleep patterns.
Which I hate, but I’ll be 55 this year. So I best start keeping that in mind.
01/02/2025 Snippet, SUICIDE PLAGUE.
Oh, God, this jackwagon. I don’t even like this guy, too much.
Patreon!Nobody looked happy, and that included all the people who Norm had quietly pegged as having a bug up their ass for all this reforming crap. Which made sense, because everybody here was a F-SOB first, and what they were hearing wasn’t good news for any of them. Politics was one thing; mandatory overtime was something else.
“I’m sure you all saw the squirt this weekend,” Regional Director Becky Chin announced, the grit in her voice making it clear how well she was taking the news. “The Garner state legislature approved the amendment. So that’s three-fourths. That’s the ballgame. Hope you all enjoyed your weekend, because from this point on all unnecessary leave is canceled. Yeah, Norm?”
Norm lowered his hand. “I know what you mean by ‘unnecessary,’ but we got new people here. You should really drive it home for them.”
Becky laughed, which is what Norm wanted. She was a pretty good boss. “Sure, Norm. You can get married, people. You can have a kid, personally. You can die. Everything else, let me just tell you ‘no’ now and get it out of the way. This comes all the way down from President Granger himself. We’re on a time crunch, and I wish I had given this briefing last week.”
She tapped her smartboard, and everybody else’s chimed in response. “Forty new Senators, eighty-five new Congresscritters, and we won’t know who the Hell any of them are until November.” A slight ripple of — something — went through the room. Norm figured it was apprehension and anticipation, mixed.
Finished going through the Fermi Resolution Worldbook files!
Which pretty much took me through the morning and a healthy chunk of the afternoon (it’s mailed out now to my layout guy, thank goodness). For the curious: I was looking for typos, incorrect numbers, mistakes, that sort of thing; the actual upgrade of the worldbook into something that can be purchased is the task of the professional I hired. Which is why I’m doing the Fermi Resolution Worldbook Backerkit in the first place, mind you. This stuff don’t come cheap.
So sign up today! Sign up and subscribe!
January 1, 2025
Had a rescheduled game tonight.
First time in a month. My rogue lost half his hit points in two rounds! But he managed to hit the ghoul twice, even with disadvantage, and the ghoul was being engaged by a party member so it was time for that sweet, sweet Sneak Attack damage. Still, I kinda wish the barbarian had made it tonight. I have grown quite fond of Rage and Reckless Attack, especially at the level we’re at now. I’m even more fond of not being the most obvious target for the hungry undead.
Anyway, that’s what I was doing tonight.
Moe Lane
PS: 9th level human Rogue. Really basic stuff here, barely using anything outside of the main book.
Happy New Year! Don’t forget to sign up for the Fermi Resolution Backerkit.
(Sorry, guys, but this is the way these things go. Sometimes you have to show people a thing eight times before they notice.)
Welcome to the New Year! Please check out the Fermi Resolution Worldbook, my new Backerkit project. It launched next month: post-apocalyptic fantasy roleplaying in the world of my books!
Tweet of the Day, 2025 Is Starting Early edition.
I got nothing on this one, sorry. Except, perhaps, a faint ghost of awe. It cannot be denied that this person had a more interesting life than I did this week.
California DUI suspect busted in Rolls Royce — with baby monkey wearing a onesie sitting in front seat https://t.co/kFRtynM7b4 pic.twitter.com/gopG8L7Lxh
— New York Post (@nypost) January 1, 2025
#commissionearned
December 31, 2024
‘Auld Lang Syne.’
My traditional toast: To the truly deserving! …There’s so damn few of us left.
Auld Lang Syne, Pyrates Royale
#commissionearned
Well. It was certainly a year, hey?
Not a bad year, actually. But it was a tough year, for a lot of people, and I’m not entirely excluding myself from that. The economy well and truly sucked in 2024, and that is not great news for people who market what are essentially luxury items.
But we got through it! …Unless the Galaxy’s exploded and the wave front’s gonna hit us in the next twenty-three minutes, of course*. Speed of light’s a funky concept, isn’t it?
Moe Lane
*I’m willing to bet that it won’t, obviously. I mean, good luck trying to collect on that one!
Stay safe out there tonight!
It’s New Year’s Eve, after all. Gonna be a lot of drunken idiots out on the roads, after all. Please don’t put yourself in a position where you may end up encountering one.
End of nagging.
The December Patreon stuff is up!
I had to junk the Timmy story, but it worked out.
Patreon!Short Story: Never Return. Adventures in the Second Republic! Took me a hot minute to figure out how to finesse this one, let me tell you.Roleplaying Games: The Cunning Land, Part 3A: Gazetteer. I’ll finish the other half (and add some connecting details) next month. This has been a year.
