I mean, Julius Caesar died surrounded by his closest friends. What more could anyone want?
Me: *pops a can, relishing that glorious hissing sound, whispering* āIām in my SPAM era.ā
I'm part of a group trying to film an actual play session of Dustin Patrick Winter's delightful game Against the Gloom and, in true adults-playing-TTRPGs-fashion, scheduling the session has been the biggest hurdle. www.kickstarter.com/projects/scr...
Our Flag Means Death Metal. A dice-based role-playlist-building game about musicās furious resistance to despair.
At work today, I'm taking minutes from a recorded meeting, which is not the most fun task for a number of reasons. But I'm trying to make the most of it with sentences like, "The presenter points out a predicted pinch point at a particular pole." Can't stop won't stop.
Unlike you i get my news from a realiable sourceā¦
When it comes to late night snacking, the goal is often to find a flimsy excuse to convey as much mustard as possible into my mouth. Cheese? Crackers? Pretzels? Whatever works.
Me: Basementās flooding. Them: What? Me: *cocks pile of towels and buckets to catch water* Basementās flooding.