This is very funny…
Current Mood:
Mischievous
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Anime Festival
The anime festival was a rousing success. I ran Houses and the “Are you a Werewolf?” Game. I helped organize FUN whenever folks were looking lost in the room.
I had to get Cash -n- Guns going and, of course, there was Cthulu Munchkin! The funniest cash and guns moment was when I left the for the little gangster room, and came back to a full out foam weapon brawl! They all stopped guiltily when I came back. Hi-larious!
The funniest munchkin moments were: a card made everyone that was a cultist go in the corner, cackle madly and free trade any cards between us. Also, the Hastur Hastur Hastur card that only its affect if you were brave enough to say it allowed 3 times. I LOL’d! Aurianna got it and did not understand why that was funny. I explained as best as I knew how.
There was a bit of confusion and people left the gaming area early thinking it closed down at 5PM. I started moderating “Are You a Werewolf?” about 4:30 — when people came looking for it, I might add — and about 6PM realized they hadn’t come to tell us to stop.
WIN.
So, I continued to run that game until about 12:30 when I started getting REALLY tired. I finally let someone else moderate when I saw they were competent enough to keep from getting run over by the mob. It can get ugly when there are 18+ people trying to lynch each other. and you are in the center of them! I made sure I was a wolf on the last time I played so I could kill a few folk that had been annoying me. I won the game where I was a Seer, as I simply can’t be beat when I have that power. I revealed that I was the seer at the end when I saw a majority of the village was clear, and it was really just a matter of time. 
I will be helping Bobby (DJ Infamous) promote the Ravenwood Festival next year — a ground floor, full out, Steampunk convention. I will be generally in charge of {insert Bobby’s command here} - I have no official title at this time. Bobby is putting it together and I am here to make sure it goes as smooth as a convention can. I am looking forward to being on this side of a convention. If you see me there and I suddenly disapper, please don’t be offended — I am simply doing Bobby’s bidding once again. I will be hitting some of you up for help, as we will need people Bobby and I can trust in Security, Gaming, etc.
I expect it will be a blast. More on this when I have it. This may be the only way I can afford to attend as many cons as I want to — to work at them.
And, I even ate a Cthulu waffle for breakfast.
See you all later!
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Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
I heard this song today and was almost immediately in tears. I saw the Dragon years ago and she is still burning me with her breath, dancing about me in my mind. It is a sensation that will make my mouth curl in satisfied smile and my eyes well up in tears all at once for the rest of my life.
Miss Penny Lane. I let you in too deep. I bless you and curse you. And then I smile. Over and over again. But this rant is not really you. You were just a catalyst, and you no longer read these, anyway. You were wonderful, that is true, but I do not intend to elevate that experience higher than it deserves. Unless you want another one, that is.
It all simply releases the need to solve other issues. Deep ones that I had buried, long before I met her. They are forcing thier way to the surface like Zombies called by thier master. Clawing threw the dirt, reaching out to grab my ankles. I guess this is all my fault for playing in the graveyard.
I have been reading about Tragedy recently (thanks ) and so I think that has colored my view. I dearly wish to see a Ven Opera. I think it would be such exquisite misery. At this time in my life, I am ready to embrace it. In what may be my only serious thought, I have to say this: I am convinced I may have the kind of depression that I need help with.
I thought I could handle it, but it appears I cannot without help. I have learned to be true enough to myself that when I see something I have to do something about it. And I can see this, even with my eyes closed. Even while sleeping. Especially while dreaming. I seek it, everywhere I go. Every breath I take. And I can see that I am consciously trying to bury it again. Tricky thing, the mind. But the mind is a tool, driven by the spirit. And the spirit is the real me.
While reading about Solace, I starting writing this in my mind:
I can feel it in my bones, deeper than the Light can penetrate.
I am like the flower, missed by the plow, still growing, still reaching for the Sun, but knowing it never will.
The Struggle powers itself to keep…struggling.Still, I yearn to lie down, to the sleep that calls to me, at last.
Sweet Solace, my truest friend, you have always been there for Me.Waiting.
You see what I mean? This is nothing of the dangerous sort and this letter is far from a goodbye, or it would not be so…light. So, calm down, no need to call me. Barring accidents, I plan to be here bothering you all for a long time. And, there is the Oath I made to my child. I am writing all this so I don’t go down that path. It’s all good.
I am not looking for and will not accept any medical advice. Please keep it to yourself unless I ask for it. I will delete any comments or email related to this that I have not asked for. I am gravely serious about this.
Nor am I looking for pity. I am stronger than this. I have had monumental change in my life in the last 3 years. Many of the things I had pushed aside to deal with the rush of it all are now begging my attention. Remember the Zombies? “brains…brains…”
I have battles to fight and as a warrior, I will fight them. This is my journey and I will not lessen it with the rantings of street shaman (this would be you). I will seek my healing as it was meant to be; on the path in the wilderness with nature as my teacher.
Thank you for your ears and respect.
Serenity Always,
Chris
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Heading to the stage
Current Mood:
Happy
I began daydreaming this morning while getting ready and listening to this song. I was being hurried to back stage to a show I was about to do. People everywhere were yelling at me; so telling me to hurry up and others telling me to stop and talk to them. It was all overwhelming, cameras flashing, voices everywhere. And then I saw him. A young man staring with such dreams in his eyes that I couldn’t help lock eyes with him. He wanted what I had and at this moment would have gladly thrown away for some quiet.
I stopped, much to the disappointment of my handlers. I went to the man and spoke.
“Wanna come with us?”
“uhm, YES!”
“Stay Close, you are about to find out what it’s like back here.” I told him with a smile and a wink.
My handlers complained and began to refuse me this request. I turned to them and said, in a very clear voice:
“What good is all this fame if I can’t do this? Can any one of you tell me?”
They were all silent. Suddenly, they relaxed and helped the man through the ropes. We all smiled and continued on, the young one in tow.
And in heaven.
I smiled and came out of the dream I was in as the song ended and I started getting ready for work again with a shake of my head. And I had to share it.
Enjoy the song. Enjoy your life. Give, as much as you can.
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Sugar and Spice
Ok. This is very cool. She is just like the picture says.
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Elf Fantasy Fair 2008
Wow. That must have taken a loooong time to do!
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Classifieds: Slave I
Most excellent…
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magic
I have always loved this quote, so I thought I would share.
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Stay
Great Video. This is the kind of music I want to write. Not necessarily country, but powerful. Emotional music that pulls out tears, laughter, whatever. Music with Hope in sadness. Music with the power to change you.
This is what I want to write. I have to admit, I cry when I watch this video. I have never been here, but the song - for just a moment - shows me what its like. And it inspires me.
Today I have to miss my Band practice to go sell Girl Scout cookies with my troop. I love my daughter dearly, but my choice of activities today would not have been cookie booth. I want my music.
And slowly, surely, with passion. I will have it.
Enjoy the video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIyxkZod2cM
Hope and Passion,
Rock Star
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