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Friday, May 27, 2005

A cold hit of LSD.

Now before any of you think the Geek has hit drugs don't worry, LSD stands for Large Silver Dragon, the single strongest piece in Dungeons and Dragons Miniatures Skirmish game. June 11th we have a qualifier coming up in Richmond, we are going to have dozens of opponents but I seriously think I have a shot at the top spot and at the least 4th because 1st-4th game two free passes to GenCon Indy this year and a spot in the national championship.

So, my buddy Keith lulls me into a false sense of security last night. We get one quick game between the Ryld-fecta (another top tier warband) and LSD. Dice were not with him and he performed a tactical error that I think he did on purpose just to lull me so he can cream me later. I don't know, because LSD ripped Rlyd-fecta apart and left it crying.

Since I can't make it to next Tuesday's tourney I will look forward to next Saturday and Sunday, oh yeah, hopefully no one who doesn't need to see my LSD will be there Saturday and I am going to give Ryld-fecta a shot in Louisville.

See I have only seen one other person say anything close to my warband and I think mine is the stronger build, I dunno, we will see. Until next time folks.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

And you thought this blog was dead….

You were probably right, I am not a blogger. I made friends here in the short while I was blogging and then they believed I abandoned them. Once again, pretty much right. Is this a resurrection of my blog? Maybe. Basically I just have things to tell…

I got Married. Woo! I think most of you knew that was going to happen. What most of you don’t know is that the wedding was the absolute worse day of my life. My wife feels the same way. (Don’t worry we aren’t mad at each other.) Now there is really only one big reason this was the worse day of my life and that can be summed up as Mother-in-Law. Now we had an outdoor wedding, and when we were done it was all pretty. Now I think, and most agree with me that when you have an outdoor wedding that what is outside is more important than dusting and straightening up a bedroom that only your daughter and her cousin who is going to help her get ready will be in right? Evidentially in crazy mother-in-law land it isn’t. The only time she came outside for anything was to tell us who were setting up one of the tents that is about 2 inches off and had to be moved (curse the law against murder). So she is bitching and griping to her daughter (my wife) about every little detail, how she is going to be so embarrassed if people see her house in disrepair. (Bear in mind this is one of the cleanest houses I have ever been in.) She is more worried about what people are going to think of her than her daughter’s happiness on her wedding day.

There is just so much more that went on that I don’t feel like describing but man, what a shitty day. I am glad it is over and Jennifer and I are official. Maybe now I will blog around again… Maybe.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

One with the force... whatever.

Okay, since I hardly do shit with this blog anymore I will make it one of those wastes of internet space by posting lame assed quizes. Of course I like this one it made me laugh.


:: how jedi are you? ::

Friday, March 18, 2005

Back from the Dead

Hi all my faithful readers, all two of you. While I am still locked in the dread Blackberry land, I have somehow gotten lucky enough to gain a little bit of freedom. At least until they realize the computer they have let me use can't be monitored. But until they take this joyous freedom from me I will use it friends, oh I will use it!

So I get moved from doing helpdesk work for Nextel Employees to doing technical support for Nextel Blackberries. This probably wouldn't bother me much except I have gone from dealing with private employees that can be held accountable for their actions to the public person who could be as abusive and annoying as they want. Considering I pretty much loathe all of humanity it makes this job a little grating. But luckily most people I have dealt with are nice and are really just wanting their problems fixed and not just to bitch at someone because they can.

So, I will end this posting now and be ready for work. Hopefully it will be a moderate to slow day. We shall see. Message me when you feel.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Out of Communication

Hello all of my faithful readers, all 1 of you. Just kidding I know I have a few who visit me and I love you all for it. Well it saddens me to say that probably for the next couple weeks I won't get to communicate with my favorite blog people very much. See they are moving me to a different project here where I work and I go back into training starting tomorrow for about 2 and a half weeks. So I will be unable to pass things back and forth with you guys, although honestly in the past few days I haven't said too much sorry ladies. Well just thought I would let you know in case you for some reason might worry about me.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Things that annoy me.

Things that annoy me. Things that annoy you. Annoying things in general. What annoys you? I Will tell you one of the things that annoy me. Slow assed drivers. You know what I am talking about. I hate people who think it is okay to drive about 10 miles an hour under the speed limit. Don't these people realize that you should meet your limits and exceed them? Okay all kidding aside. This morning on my way to work I was behind this Rig and this little black Toyota truck. So after following these two slow vehicles for a couple of miles we get to this passing lane. So here the Toyota and I both pull over to pass the truck, the only thing is the bleeping Toyota decides that going the exact same speed of the rig going up the hill is a great idea. WTF?! If you are going to pass someone you hit it and get it. You speed that muther up and get around who you are trying to pass and then slow down to a more appropriate speed. I don't know where this guy learned to drive but he used the entire mile long passing lane to get around that rig. I had to barely squeeze by before the rig started to pull over. So just a little message to all of you out there who are driving, if you are going to pass, f@#&!*g pass! Don't pull out and drive about 30 to get around someone. Bastards.

Monday, February 21, 2005

Masterful ripping.

Man, you guys need to check out Emperor Joe's blog. He did a truly masterful ripping of me because I mistook his PSA's for a fascination with feces. Truly my mistake. Maybe I should try and be more understanding. It's okay Joe, no one believes that you love shit so much you have to talk about it all the time.

Is it wrong?

Well folks, it has been a little bit since I actually posted anything that has real meaning, so here is one for your noodles. I know it isn't wrong to really enjoy a movie that your significant other doesn't. I mean really it's cool. But what I wonder is it wrong to really enjoy a movie your partner absolutely hates and you know they do so you pretend you don't enjoy the movie either?

I know it is a little strange thing to think about but it doesn't even relate to just movies but anything. Does anyone else pretend they don't like something, or not like it that much if your lover doesn't like or even hate it? Food, music, movies, books, TV shows, sexual positions, etc. O have to admit that I do. I didn't really realize it until last night when Ms. Geek and I watched both Super Troopers and The Girl Next Door. Okay neither of these movies were going to be Movie of the Year, I knew this. I knew they weren't going to be great but I figured they would be good for a chuckle or two. I enjoyed both of these movies just for the fact they were funny. Ms. Geek did not enjoy these movies that much. Now I know she does read my blog so I am probably going to catch hell for this later but I have to admit, I pretended I didn't enjoy those movies as much as I did.

So in conclusion. I am sorry honey if you feel like I am deceiving you, I don't mean to but I can't help it. I downplay how much I enjoy things when I know you don't like them because some part of me is afraid you are going to think less of me.