Blog posts have been off for a week as I deal with some things and recharge my batteries. I have a Henchmen game tonight; looking forward to that. Not everything can be about gaming or art, so I thought I’d mention a few things that have gone on here. If you’re here for the DramaSystem posts, they should return next week, but feel free to stick around. =)
Managing my free time has become a real problem. I have the 9 to 5 of course, but I tend to fill up that remaining time very easily. It’s generally fun stuff so I shouldn’t complain, but it’s difficult when I try to take on new responsibilities. I play tabletop games twice a week with close friends. The games are fun, but they’re important ways to keep up with my friends. As we get older, all of us have jobs, many of us have married and some have kids. Without the ‘obligation’ of ongoing RPG campaigns, I worry that we’d ever make time to see each other.
I have my video games, of course. The chains of WoW are firmly around my neck, and I’ve enjoyed the newest expansion. I have a good team I’m raiding with twice a week, and I imagine I’ll keep up with that for a few more months at least. Other than that I have the beautiful game Bioshock Infinite. It runs smoothly on my new PC, meaning I can’t blame my lack of skill on slow frame rate or anything. I’m just not that good at shooters. The game hasn’t hooked it’s claws into me the way some have (like last year’s Skyrim addiction), but I should have it finished in a week or so.
This leaves precious time for pursuits like reading, painting miniatures (yeah, I know), blogging, or watching shows. I have a huge list of DVRed titles to tackle; the only one I’m current on is Game of Thrones. I may know the story for that, but I’ve been pushing those novels on to so many people since the late nineties, it’s my obligation to watch the shows. I really love them, seeing my favorite books come to life.
The past week has been a sad one. A dear friend of ours, Greyson Wolf, passed away Monday. He slipped into a coma over the weekend and never recovered. I didn’t know him nearly as well as my wife or her crew of friends, but he was the type of guy you’d never forget. He had a huge personality, one to fit his giant 6’7″ frame. Wolf always had great stories of people he knew, things he’d done. One of his creative avenues was making fangs for people; if you’ve seen the Underworld movies or the first few seasons of True Blood, then you’ve seen his work. He will be missed.