June 2013
4 posts
May 2013
9 posts
On the anniversary of Jim Henson’s death, we have a special podcast. Things get earnest.
Jim Henson died 23 years ago today. Bill and I devoted an episode of the podcast to talking about why the Muppets mean so much to us. It’s because they’re funny, but it’s also because life is hard and sometimes you feel really, really along, but there’s always a felt frog who is there for you. Always. It’s because in this world people are very often quite mean to each other, but there’s another world where things are different, and if we want is bad enough we can make our world a little more like their world.
It isn’t long, an hour or so. Give it a listen won’t you?
P.S. apologies in advance for the dozens of Muppet sketches I am going to tumblast today
The real reason I’m afraid to try double penetration is because I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself making a joke about containing multitudes. Walt Whitman is probably kind of a boner-killer, right?
I Am A: Neutral Good Elf Druid/Wizard (3rd/2nd Level)
Ability Scores:
Strength-16
Dexterity-16
Constitution-14
Intelligence-17
Wisdom-13
Charisma-17
Alignment:
Neutral Good A neutral good character does the best that a good person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them. Neutral good is the best alignment you can be because it means doing what is good without bias for or against order. However, neutral good can be a dangerous alignment when it advances mediocrity by limiting the actions of the truly capable.
Race:
Elves are known for their poetry, song, and magical arts, but when danger threatens they show great skill with weapons and strategy. Elves can live to be over 700 years old and, by human standards, are slow to make friends and enemies, and even slower to forget them. Elves are slim and stand 4.5 to 5.5 feet tall. They have no facial or body hair, prefer comfortable clothes, and possess unearthly grace. Many others races find them hauntingly beautiful.
Primary Class:
Druids gain power not by ruling nature but by being at one with it. They hate the unnatural, including aberrations or undead, and destroy them where possible. Druids receive divine spells from nature, not the gods, and can gain an array of powers as they gain experience, including the ability to take the shapes of animals. The weapons and armor of a druid are restricted by their traditional oaths, not simply training. A druid’s Wisdom score should be high, as this determines the maximum spell level that they can cast.
Secondary Class:
Wizards are arcane spellcasters who depend on intensive study to create their magic. To wizards, magic is not a talent but a difficult, rewarding art. When they are prepared for battle, wizards can use their spells to devastating effect. When caught by surprise, they are vulnerable. The wizard’s strength is her spells, everything else is secondary. She learns new spells as she experiments and grows in experience, and she can also learn them from other wizards. In addition, over time a wizard learns to manipulate her spells so they go farther, work better, or are improved in some other way. A wizard can call a familiar- a small, magical, animal companion that serves her. With a high Intelligence, wizards are capable of casting very high levels of spells.
Find out What Kind of Dungeons and Dragons Character Would You Be?, courtesy of Easydamus (e-mail)
April 2013
11 posts
The trees of my childhood
are not the trees of your
childhood.
Let me tell you about my
cedars; my forsythias
and honeysuckles;
the way I used to plant
cherry pits in the front lawn
because I was greedy for their
blossoming.
Lift up my skirt and I’ll show you
where the blackberry brushes had
scratched me.
Lay me down in a hammock
hung between your childhood and the
man you have become today.
And we’ll kiss once, twice,
and a third time for luck
beneath the cherry blossom petals
that I had fallen asleep beneath
when I was too young to know anything
but innocence.
And the dark bark will be a darker midnight
against the spring it blossoms.
Skeletal. Moonless.
So heavy from the
rain.
And your hand will fold a flower
behind my ear.
The petals will be
so extraordinarily
pale.
I swear to god, if they didn’t post such adorable animal pictures on the internet, I wouldn’t bother with them at all.