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Last Night’s Game
Towards the end of the weekly start-of-game discussion in which I try to remember what we were doing last time… Me: [stumped] Sorry, why are we buying a load of cleaning equipment again? TAFKAC: That’s you saying that, right, not your character? You’d better not be saying that in the shop. If you say that…
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Last Night’s Gaming Session
We’d parked ourselves in an extremely expensive, albeit dubious, club, and had dinner. Post-dinner, talk had moved onto the bill. General Tangent (GM): The waiter tells you that the bill is three pounds. [A discussion ensues about the size of the bill. It is eventually, and reluctantly, accepted.] General Tangent (GM): [To TAFKAC] Okay, make…
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On Reviews…
One of the things I find most interesting about reading reviews of stuff I’ve written (I originally wrote that as “reviews of my works” but realised I was pushing the bullshit needle right into the red zone marked “deeply pretentious”) is the degree to which the score, assuming there is one, can often seem to…
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Last Night’s Game…
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Excavating The Buried Layers Of The Past