So…if you’re reading this blog, you probably already know that the Ennie Award voting is open.
Someday, I’d like to be up for one of those bad boys. And I’d like people to vote. For me, obviously.
So go vote. The Funzor density of the nominees is high.
There’s no easy way to say it. GenCon is twenty days from now.
Ultrablamtacular! isn’t done. And I’m not going to GenCon. Read more…
I was working on an adventure for the SIFRP game I’m running (which, though I’ve located some flaws, is still working pretty well, and is still a Thing I Like) and I needed some details about pre-industrial mining. I remembered an article I had read an indeterminate-but-long time ago about the development of humankind’s ability to dig and drill in the earth. I couldn’t remember exactly where I’d read it, but I narrowed it down to one of three magazines and started googling.
I didn’t find it on the goog, but I did find it. I turned up the entire text of an article I sort of remembered from what turned out to be a decade ago based on a vague recollection of a magazine and one phrase that stuck in my head. The internet is awesome.
Many years ago, when AltaVista was the big deal in search, my dad commented that the internet was useless because while you could find all sorts of things on it, you could never find the thing you wanted. He was right then, and the fact that he’s wrong now is what makes the internet so awesome. It’s like having an enormous photographic memory. I know. This is old hat. But seriously. One partially remembered phrase.
