The worst day of 2013.

reality-chec_qjpreviewthOur air conditioning is broken. At 6:30 AM, it was 85 degrees downstairs. 95 upstairs.

My office? Over 100 degrees. Writing and gaming are out of the question; every computer is shut down to prevent damage.

I suffer a mystery medical condition which causes my legs to itch and burn any time they’re damp: Showers, baths, rain, sweat. The mild version of it feels like I’m being stuck with tiny, invisible pins, which makes it even harder to sleep than just being hot. (Doctors the world over have failed to diagnose or cure this for hundreds of people. We expect we’ll only get relief from it when it finally afflicts a celebrity.)

I didn’t sleep much. People have already commented how pale I look.

And repairs might cost us thousands.

No problem, though; I’m a positive guy. There’s AC at work. I owe, I owe, so off to work I go!

When I arrived, my laptop couldn’t access the hard-wired network. Nor internal wireless. At my office desk, I connected to guest wireless and VPN’ed into the work network.

You might already think this is slow, but we have the worst IT. “Slow” describes it about as accurately as “damp” describes a hurricane. Working through our VPN is like sucking frozen molasses through a straw. Not a real straw, but a tiny, hollow stirring stick that isn’t meant to be used as a straw. Imagine trying to be productive.

Worse, once I connected, the software I use for 90% of my work (and provide tech support for everyone else) is broken. Welcome to emergency mode on the day I can’t accomplish jack. Whee!

In spite of this, Life is good.

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The day Brandon encountered a petty trap.

demonwall4-bOur cousins had a Super Nintendo before us, but it wasn’t Super Mario World or Smash TV that captured my imagination. Final Fantasy IV (FF2 in the U.S.) was my first exposure to JRPGs.

I feel in love. The graphics were so good you could see the character get into bed. (In full armor, but who cares?)

And the gameplay? Wow. The plot of an epic fantasy with combat strategy akin to tabletop. Incredible. Beyond platforming and racing.

There was just one problem, though, after I finally got the game:

As usual, I was grounded.

Since I wasn’t into sports or sleepovers, “grounding” meant I couldn’t play video games. Even if I had a brand new one.

Fortunately, I had an ally: My brother Brandon. We came to an arrangement: If I couldn’t play the game, I at least wanted to see it played. Brandon was happy to oblige.

Break out the popcorn.

Brandon forged into the new frontier with me beside him. We laughed together at the jokes, mocked spoony dialog, collectively gasped at twists of plot.

Many of the bosses were jokes…others, not so much. This One Boss, though, I’ll remember ’til the day I die. Read More →

The day I learned obsession with order is itself disorder.

Legends of JRPI suffer from a personality disorder called “OCPD“: Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder. It is not the same as OCD, though they share characteristics. I don’t have rituals like repeated hand-washing.

Instead, I’m obsessed with order and perfection everywhere. Not using your turn signal makes me furious — no exaggeration. I have strong preferences for particular glassware and utensils. Placement of pictures. Whether colleagues IM or email, and on which topics. Which direction I face at restaurant table…on and on and on.

Anything out of place is like nails on a chalkboard. Imagine that piercing screech coming from every bit clutter or misused grammar and you’ll have a good idea what it’s like in my mind. It’s hell.

Discovering I had OCPD was one of the greatest days of my life.  Read More →

Interlude: My 1,000 Word Reaction to PRISM and Snowden.

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The day I ask what you’d like to know.

Question MarkI write many topics here on the blog; personal, professional. Reviews, gaming, roleplaying, game design, writing and more.

I know what brings my Google traffic: SWTOR, Wheel of Time, D&D and managing OCPD. I don’t know how much of that traffic returns to read other things, or how much my regular readers are interested in those topics.

To a large degree, it doesn’t matter what I write; the challenge is to make any topic both interesting and accessible to any visitor.

However, in the wake of personal stories leading up to our anniversary, I’m curious what you, my daily or weekly visitors (especially lurkers) find interesting. What were your favorite posts? What would you like to know more about?

I’m deliberately not attaching a poll or links to specific articles, leaving the question open-ended.

 

The day Megan guest posted on my blog.

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Tropical Storm Andrea made its way up from the Gulf Coast, right up to the North Carolina Outer Banks.  This meant that we had wind and rain on our anniversary, but that’s fine because we had each other and some indoor activities.

We spent the morning of our anniversary at the NC Aquarium on Manteo. Wonderful exhibits there, including an alligator snapping turtle. They have a nice campus overlooking the ocean. We sat for awhile and watched the sea.

Afterwards, we found a great little (and I mean little) café in downtown Manteo and it was delicious. We toured some of the local shops and Jason found a gorgeous antique print for his office.

We decided to spend some time on the beach once the rain let up, but we weren’t expecting the tropical winds to use sand as shrapnel. Ow.

Next was dinner, and it was DELICIOUS! We were most pleased.

We returned to the hotel, opened the patio door, sipped wine and just talked.

When it got too dark to see anything, Jason had me sit on the couch. He went to the bedroom and when he came back he proposed. It was heart moving! My response was “Yes! Yesyesyesyes YAY!”

Despite the rain and piercing wind, we had a great time.

I love my husband and all the things he does for me and all the things he puts up with for me.

Happy Anniversary!

The day I proposed to Megan.

5K1A0291Megan and I are in the Outer Banks, celebrating five years married, ten amazing years together.

Since I never formally proposed, I have taken the liberty of upgrading Megan’s engagement ring.

Yesterday, I proposed to her. We walked on the beach sunset. I held her hand, paused during a breeze, descended to one knee and offered to do everything in my power to make her happy for the rest of her life.

She deserves even more.