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January 18, 2009

Days go by

Well crap, that blogless week and a half disappeared flew by pretty quickly. Wish I could report that I have something to show for it, apart from the increasingly irresponsible tan caused by taking the bub for a couple of walks a day during the height of an overachieving summer. Well, actually the same regular walks also appear to be consuming all the flesh off my hips – none of my shorts seem to fit very well any more – but alas there is little corresponding progress towards the disappearance of my moderately pudgy gut. Either way I should probably start packing some sunscreen in the back compartment of the baby’s pram, huh?

Strange weight issues aside, um, hot, isn’t it? Actually, I have no idea what it’s like where you are – parts of the Old Country Up North appear to have been underwater for the past week or so – but it sure is too frickin’ hot here. Right now we’re going through a more acceptable phase, where it at least it gets cool at night, but last week was just deeply unpleasant. The baby was not amused, as you might imagine.

There were some good points though – Mum’s visit was a good couple of weeks, shared between the Nerdfarm and my brother Gazza’s place on the other side of town. She and Dad are hoping to sell their place and move soon (this year, we hope) and they intend to find somewhere a bit closer to Canberra to live, so with any luck this will be the last time that Mum has to make the long haul just to get a look at the grandkids. Dad prefers not to fly due to his health, so we rarely get to see him at all. Now that Mum’s home, we really should see about getting some regular videoskype calls – but somehow I doubt that their computer is up to it, so there may be some intermediate steps to address.

Another sort of big event was the conclusion of the nine-month Burning Empires game I had been playing. Sadly, it drew to its inevitable climax as the alien brainworms slaughtered or converted all the player characters and overthrew the planet we had een so desperate to defend. Actually, no, I think it fell because we kind of sucked at staying focused on the main goal and because we dropped the ball a lot, but nevertheless we had a very cool time getting there. If you care at all, the details of the campaign are recorded with meticulous and only occasionally overdetailed care at our local gaming collective’s website. My character threw himself and a guy he was trying to recruit off a cliff about four sessions before the end of the campaign. It was awesome (even if I did have to limp across the finish line using a backup character).

Next up for gaming is a somewhat ambitious Burning Wheel campaign about the aftermath of a successful war of imperial conquest, in which the player characters are the lieutenants and trusted advisors of an increasingly erratic and possibly insane emperor. Should be fun, although potentially no less apocalyptic than the Burning Empires game.

Other projects? Well, the front patio beams are nearly all sanded, though that little job has been on hiatus for a week or so while other stuff (including cricket! Yay!) took priority. That really needs to get done so that as soon as the weather outside starts to become bearable again we can actually turn it into a usable living space. Fi and her landscape designer brother have come up with an elaborate and expensive idea for sealing the cement verandah part off so that small boys can’t accidentally tumble off the edge face first into the driveway. Unfortunately implementing this plan seems like it will involve a fair amount of hard work for me, but this is nothing terribly new.

The other primary occupation has been property stuff. We *still* don’t actually own anything other than (half of) our own place, though unless something unforeseen happens we will exchange contracts on the flats in Tamworth tomorrow or the next day. Huzzah! We will officially be proto-magnates! (And no, Clam, we still haven’t been up to see them, or we would have come and visited Casa del Yourplace). After that we are negotiating offers on two separate deals in Adelaide, which look like they will probably go ahead. It sounds sudden, but really there has been a terrific amount of too-ing and fro-ing (and steep-learning-curve traversal) involved over the past four weeks or so. I have personally been developing my ability to pretend to listen attentively to real estate agents through a wall of high-pitched caterwauling that could shatter glass. It’s not been easy, but luckily I have had plenty of practise.

Okay, I need more of something cold, and I fear that beer may well be the only viable option at this stage. I’ll let you know how that goes.

January 8, 2009

I’m a People People person

Filed under: friends — lexifab @ 5:13 pm

My mate Evan has this band, The People People. You may have heard of them, but probably only if you already know Ev or one of the other members of the band. They’re hoping to change all that with the release of the incredibly spanky video clip for their new single “We are People People”.

It’s on Youtube right here. Go ahead and check it out. It’s really good (the song is infectiously catchy electropop, the clip is an engaging tale of dental heroism). You should watch it, you should encourage all your friends to watch it, because more views will help it go viral – in the good internet marketing sense – and you will be able to tell people that you liked “that clip with the teeth in it” before it was a ubiquitous interweb meme.

If they are the song-buying type, let them know they can get the current EP and the band’s previous album at the iTunes store, should they happen to use that particular appliance. I would consider it a personal favour if you bought the album, because Evan keeps giving them to me for free and I feel faintly bad about not contributing towards his band’s ultimate financial success. Especially when it’s, y’know, good music.

This has been an unpaid public service announcement from the Department of People People Promotions.

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