Category: Progress?

Achy Saturday Evening

Saturday, February 2, 2013. ((Lisa’s Birthday.)) (((And Ricky’s too.)))
-19˚C/-2˚F outside of Ottawa @ 10:25 pm, and we had just enough snow to cover flat surfaces. just enough to track a cat if he or she walked by.
Yellow Evening Fog— I guess they have temperature inversions in the game world.
Yum=
Had a wicked headache before. went to sleep, woke up.
The cats are all well behaved, the towel I used as a bathmat-
-instead of being askew on the floor
was lined up nicely at the sink.
There has to be a little guy about to appear somewhere and say,
“Picture this-“
followed by the theme from the twilight zone.
& yes I’ve been dreaming up a storm.
Woke up worried about the dog
no, he’s fine, hasn’t touched his breakfast scoop yet,
so he’s happy with the bread he’s blackmailed from me.
left with the feeling that everybody is choosing
between the lessers of several evils,
everywhere. all the time.
~~~~~Jim

Saturday, September 29th

Saturday, September 29th, 2012  = 7˚C / 45˚F @ 7:30 am.

(( 10˚C / 50˚F @11:30 pm )).

It’s been a rough couple weeks, rough summer.

Today, with a couple hours of sleep and then falling in and out of sleep waiting for Cathi to be ready to attend the Wellness and Craft show at the Nick Smith Centre, we did get there and we did buy a couple Crystal things.

Cathi showing off her new Pendant and Earrings.

Cathi got a Jasper pendant with a citrine ball in front of it and citrine ear rings. (She also got  Lemurian Crystal and a pair of green calcite crystals.)

After we got home I conked out and had a constant stream of dreams flying at me, including one in which I was chanting with my eyes closed (felt like a first nations/Native American Chant) and hundreds of crows flew in two streams, one on either side of me from above my head in front of me down and past my head, continued zooming off behind me. In the dream I opened my eyes and said something like “Wow! Thanks!”, feeling like they were either protecting me or giving me a message or both.

(At one point in my life I did a Medicine Cards spread to see what kind of Animal Guides I might have. Crow guarded my way within. Crow is the law giver- (Unlike Raven, who is a trickster, and deals with Magic.) My way within has to go in accordance with Spiritual Law. No dark side short cuts for me. 🙂 )

—We have some new people to connect with, including one who does past life regressions. 🙂

~~~~~Jim

Game Building Characters

Tosha as an Ottarian (an Otter Person) Looks like I remember Mary Ellen Skawinski as a kid.

Friday, August 31, 2012. Hot and Muggy earlier in Arnprior (it’s 8:49 pm now)

Working on the game today, I got the Seamless Links (between areas) right. I also messed with one of the builder characters, (Tosha above) Shrunk her down to Ottarian size ((Ottarians, according to the mythology of the game, evolved from intelligent Otters.)) She’s more modest than some, and like the caption says, she looks like my friend’s daughter Mary Ellen as a kid (but she must have dyed her hair for this photo op… wink).

And, showing my step daughter (the University of Western Ontario Nursing Student) what I’ve done lately I explained how portals will be a big part of the world etc, and went and grabbed a vortex that will later be a portal. After just a little bit of tweaking the vortex’s colours I came up with this:

Volffe who looks more like a half elf than his last incarnation… standing by the vortex.

(Volffe was accidently erased when I clicked on a character generator link and when I tried to escape without saving the ‘oops’ character, Poor Volffe was oopsed into a snar looking character so I went back, grabbed a bard and messed with the standard bard character that popped up, made racial (Human –> moved part of the way to –> Elf) changes as well as clothing colourization etc. This guy looks better that the old Volffe did. Maybe too cute, but he is supposed to be a Bard….

~~~~~Admin/Jim

On the other hand…

Sunday, July 29, 2012. 15˚C / 59˚F @ 3:29 am.

I started trying to re-write the novel I began writing in like, 1968. It’s been bugging me, playing itself out while I work, trying to get itself written for years… So far I’ve re-written about 7 pages.

And my head hurts as I think about the scope of this undertaking.

———Yeah

~~~~~Admin (need more people to help me with this blog here.)