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A good day role playing…

Beats something or other.

The toxic shaman went after us, we didn’t need to go hunting her. Yes, her. She’s a 12YO girl with terminal cancer caused by a radioactive waste dump too close to her village, which triggered her going toxic as a shaman.

And I just faceplanted in the keyboard, after falling asleep on the toilet a few minutes ago. I can take a hint that I need to go to bed. I don’t think I damaged the laptop any further than I had already, but I definitely need to get to sleep. I have errands to run tomorrow, and need to be rested in the morning.

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I really need to get the AC unit installed

Little steps, I have moved the unit next to the window it’s going to be installed in. And I need to get it installed quickly, the outside temperature is currently 85°F while the office is a frigid 90°. That’s right, it is cooler outside than inside an air-conditioned house with the AC running. But on the good side, I am basically doing a cleanse every day, sweating the toxins out of my body constantly. If you believe that kind of thing I should have a toxin-free body by the time I get to my next appointment with the Lab Rat Keeper. Of course that also means I smell like I just finished riding the century course at the HHH and just barely cleared Hell’s Gate before they cut off the full course so I got the full effect of the sun and any humidity. TBH I reek of sweat.

And while the subject is my body, the good news is the deep-tissue massage I got on Thursday did a beneficial number on my wrecked leg. My foot did not swell up either Friday or today, and was free from cramping since the massage. I even managed to bypass the ibuprofen and still get to sleep at a decent time last night.

And I found out why my BP meds got changed, the base medication is Valsartan, and most of the world supply was contaminated a few months back with a known carcinogen, so since I can sort of control my BP with other meds, I got moved to other meds. The other meds aren’t as good at controlling my BP as the Valsartan, so my systolic has jumped to 135-140 where it had been 112-120 depending on how much news I had been reading. If I need to get my systolic up all I need to do is read the @realDonaldTrump twitter feed. And also on that subject I got another letter from the nice people running the SPRINT study I was involved in, their data showed keeping the systolic pressure below 120 reduced the incidence of a precursor to Alzheimer’s called MCI or Mild Cognitive Impairment. Not everybody who has MCI gets Alzheimer’s, but everybody who gets Alzheimer’s had MCI, first. And according to their tests I don’t have MCI, yet.

And I have a RPG group tomorrow, where I’m going to get more explanation of my (character’s) immortality. As it stands now my character has been killed at least 3 times, once with the truck and the idiot that I went through, once with my character catching a grenade during the Battle of Central Expressway that wiped everyone else in the machine gun nest, and the most recent with the KillDeer incident. I’m in deep conversation with Kokopelli about the how and why, as well as questions about why my customer loyalty card for Charon’s Ferry has 6 round trips punched when I can’t remember dying that many times. And will I have to stay dead to get my spa day at the Elysian Fields Resort? Or just stay dead long enough to get my treatments at the spa? And why am I the only one who can see the card? Does it have something to do with resurrecting without external assistance, while other people who died and come back had medical intervention from trained professionals to revive them. I have to say I love being able to see the reactions on people’s faces when I say “Ow, was I dead again?” when I resurrect. I couldn’t do that with the first two times I died, because I didn’t stay dead long enough the first time, I came back before the medics arrived for the second one, but I was definitively dead and about to get buried this last time, so I had an audience when I came ashore from Charon’s ferry.

And I really need to put this to bed and take a shower and put myself to bed, so write you later.

Interesting RPG group session yesterday

Yesterday’s RPG session almost didn’t happen, because my back was acting up and because grocery day got postponed because of my ride getting an invite to participate in a play test of the next edition of Magic the Gathering card game. So after getting groceries I was asked to log into the Discord server to participate remotely.

But first, groceries. I picked up a whole bunch of frozen things for keeping cool, store brand obviously, because I need something to cool me off and I don’t have ice cube trays to make my own cheaper. I got the store brand popsicles, and ottr pops, and also a gallon of the store brand ice cream. If I don’t get crazy there should still be some left when Mrs. the Poet gets back from Upstate NY. I also got a coupon for 3 free 2 liter store brand soft drinks. I also picked up a couple more cans of veggies for mixing with my ramen noodles for a more authentic ramen experience. If you don’t know how that works, it’s easy. Just drain a 14-16 oz. can of veggies into a measuring cup and add enough water to get the 2 cups needed to cook a typical package of ramen noodles. pour the veggies over the noodles before adding the liquid, bring to a brisk boil for 3 minutes then add the flavor packet and maybe a little soy sauce, and voila, dinner. I really enjoy a hard boiled egg on the side, too.

And now the game. The mission was invasive species control in a large park. A predator called KillDeer (not to be confused with the bird that does not have the “Deer” capitalized) was decimating the deer population of a park outside Ft. Worth, to the point that the park rangers decided to call runners to “take care of it”. As described by the GM, KillDeer are essentially carnivorous deer, and the two are very difficult to differentiate from each other. The two primary visual differences are the antlers on KillDeer have needle-sharp tines, and the lower jaw is larger with carnivore dentition and the lips open further back like a dog or wolf. They hunt in packs like wolves and they aren’t picky about prey, opportunistically attacking anything remotely edible by their standards.

Since they also scavenge carcasses we “borrowed” a small hog carcass from the Solstice Bar-b-que my character holds as a peace meeting for the orc and troll gangs whose territories converge at my house. But that’s a different plot line, along with the bit that I have a side gig collecting the bounties on feral hogs and keep the kills except for the parts required to prove the bounty, so I currently have about 3 tons of pork in the freezer waiting for this shindig. So one big pig would hardly be missed. We planned on setting up a blind downwind of the bait and shooting the KillDeer when they approached the dead pig. That didn’t work because the pig was still mostly frozen and not very smelly and not attractive to the KillDeer or any other scavengers. So we used our astral plane sensing person to locate animals and they were about 5 miles from our camp. So we went to where the animals were in hopes that at least some were KillDeer. On the way to the place where our astral sensor detected animals we came on a fresh kill, an unfortunate hiker who was still twitching as the KillDeer ate his head. So still alive, but not for much longer and not that we had a chance to save him. Since we had been walking upwind and not making much noise the KillDeer had not been alerted to our existence yet. The idea was we would do the same thing with these KillDeer as my character does with feral hogs, kill them, remove the bounty parts, then add the rest to the big bar-b-que in a couple of weeks. So our mage cast invisibility on me and I took my katana up as close to the pack as I could, about 10 feet. Then our mage launched a stun attack against the pack from cover and I would rush the pack and slit as many deer throats as possible and get back out without getting attacked. I got two, but not deep enough to kill instantly. It slowed them up, but the rest of the pack managed to cut off my escape route and started trying to eat me. Long story short, I blew completely through my damage pool and deep into overflow. Technically dead, but because my character is The Old Man and lived through The Crash as well as what I lived through before the start of the game, I can’t die dead. I die and depending on the damage I regain consciousness a few seconds to several hours later. When I caught the grenade in the Battle of Central Expressway I was really messed up with both legs removed immediately and my left arm was too damaged to save. That’s why my character has two artificial legs and an artificial arm that has a shotgun inside. But anyway, I died there but was semi-conscious by the time help arrived so I got the repair parts I needed. This one was much longer, about 5 hours. I don’t know if this time was so long because my character is 117 years old in-game now, and was only about 80 during the Battle of Central Expressway. Anyway, the fact that I self-resurrect is only known by the people who were in the team that went on the KillDeer hunt.

Role playing game yesterday was fun, but it made me cancel my trip today

I was doing pretty good on the back pain issue until I caught the bus home from yesterday’s game session. There was a hole in the grass that the mower just skimmed over disguising it as a perfectly flat surface, and of course I stepped in the hole. What causes me the most pain is not the uneven surfaces I know about, it’s the sudden drops into places I can’t see. Stairs are usually no problem unless the surface I’m stepping on is not the surface I will be walking on, like a loose stair that is actually sticking up that I expect to take my weight immediately instead of the milliseconds it takes the stair to bottom out. Well hidden holes in grass are the same thing, I expect the solid surface to be in one place and it’s an inch or so lower so my back is not properly set up for the landing, which then really hurts.

On the T-bucket front, someone suggested another engine family that would work, the Subaru EJ. It’s compact, about 28.5″ wide and about 15″ long for the 4 cylinder versions, about 22″ long for the sixes, and has dual overhead cams and 4 valves per cylinder, and later versions have VVT (Variable Valve Timing) and some 4 cylinder models had factory turbos. Now the best combo for the GoodGuys events is the VVT and the turbo, which has good low RPM torque combined with high RPM horsepower. That’s because VVT adjusts intake and exhaust events for best power at each RPM point and the Subaru engine lets the computer adjust intake and exhaust separately for even better low speed power and response. This lets the turbo spin up quicker which improves mid-range and upper RPM breathing and power. Engine weights are reported to be about 200 for the 4 and about 300 for the 6 NA engines with the factory turbo adding about 50 pounds to the 4, and not available on the 6. There is an active aftermarket for both versions but biased towards the 4 cylinder, so light weight and lots of power can be had. The stock NA and Turbo versions do very well in SCCA Solo racing, so GoodGuys in the bucket will be mostly matching gear ratios and transmission ratios so the engine is in the best part of the power curve when power is needed. Most of the engine weight is at crankshaft height which helps keep the CG low which aids handling. The debate is does the low RPM grunt from the 6 offset the higher weight and reduced power because of no turbo? There are kits to install the turbo from the 4 on the 6 that are reputed to retain the low end grunt while exceeding the power available from the 4. And there are kits that purport to give the turbo 4 the same low-end grunt as the 6, without increasing the weight over the factory turbo or reducing ultimate power produced. But in any case the main advantage is the low center of gravity offered by the horizontally opposed cylinders of the Subaru engine.

A good race, and a good game

The Rolex 24 hours of Daytona was quite the race. There were 2 out of 3 classes that were separated by seconds after more than 2000 miles of racing over 24 hours, and the leading class was only one lap apart. And every class set a new class record for speed. I mean what more could you ask, tight competition at record speeds, and the reason they set the records was there were very few wrecks, so more tight racing and less wrecking. It was perfect, or as perfect as it could get.

Then we played Shadowrun. We finally finished the run to take a magic artifact to be analysed. My character, “the Old Man”, doesn’t do much, and that’s good. When I go into action during a run, I’m pulling asses out of fires and people are getting hurt. I’m armed to the teeth even in my sleep, there is a thought-controlled shotgun in my left arm, the one I lost fighting to save my TI pension when TI called up the troops to fight off a really hostile takeover. Someone from the other company threw a grenade into my machine gun nest. Like I said, really hostile takeover. Anyway, I spent the whole run standing in the door of the chopper ready to literally drop into the battle, while our tech people did their sneaky tech things sneakily avoiding conflict so I could only kibbitz over the commlink. That’s my role-playing part of the RPG.

And I got paid from one of my gigs today, the gift card came in the mail, $100 I can spend in literally dozens of places, but not everywhere in compliance with the tax law that just expired. I think there might be a buck or 2 left in my account, but not enough to cry about if Trump takes it away. First place I’m going to spend it is the Red Robin a bit over the way when Mrs. the Poet and I celebrate 40 years of wedded bliss(?) over burgers and shakes. Plus I have the app that gets me discounts and free food from Red Robin. So spending money there is not like spending somewhere else. But it still pisses me off that the new tax scam takes away my compensation for this job. Damn you, Donald John Trump! I get paid little enough, almost nothing, but now you’re taking that away from me. I average $6 a month on this gig, but the new tax law makes that illegal. Not because it violates minimum wage laws, but because they don’t take taxes out of it. I mean how much tax are you going to take from $6/month? The accounting costs are going to be more than I get paid on average.

I have been looking at the weight for the Chevy 7.5″ rear end compared to the Ford, and the Ford is like 30% lighter than the Chevy rear. I mean the weights between the Chevy 8″ 10 bolt and the 7.5″ are within a few pounds of each other and the 10 bolt is so much stronger, the 7.5 must have been a ton cheaper to make, because otherwise I can see no justification for building it otherwise. I mean the reports are that it sheds teeth from the ring gear from a 200 HP 305 SBC smog motor with a 2 barrel carb on street tires. Not what I’m looking for when I can get stronger for less weight. I’ll keep you posted as more information becomes available.

My hip hurts

I really need to replace my futon, because I lack padding on my right hip and when I sleep on my right side I get a painful not-quite-a-bruise on my hip. I never in my life though I would ever say I wasn’t fat enough, but … I really need a new bed.

I’m doing the channel bounce as there is a F1 race and a Monster Energy Cup race on at the same time, and the NHRA race just started broadcasting. I’m mainly sticking with the F1 race as Hamilton had a flat tire on the first lap and there is a ton of drama because he went all the way to the back of the field and he could clinch the championship this race depending on where Sebastian Vettel finishes, unless Hamilton finishes 5th or higher. As I type this Hamilton is leading the points by running in 9th with Vettel in 3rd at the finish to clinch the driver championship two races before the end of the season.

Watching the Monster Energy Cup race now from Martinsville.

Just got a text that the Shadowrun game we had going tonight was dropped because the GM has another class to attend, and one of the players for our group is having some kind of health issue. This makes me slightly upset, but not totally broken. As the saying goes, shit happens. I’m just getting tired of shit happening to me.

Speaking of that, I didn’t win the lottery again last night. So I’m still p’, too impoverished to buy a vowel.

Not doing anything worth writing about

Yesterday was grocery shopping and race watching day, which is pretty boring to write about. We are playing Shadowrun tonight.

There is a Monster Cup race on from the concrete mile in Dover DE. Today is what they call an elimination race, where they go from 16 cars in the Playoff to 12. So there are going to be 4 drivers driving their butts off trying to not be knocked out of the playoffs.

During breaks in the race I have been watching more YouTube videos of people building cars, pretty much at random, looking for inspiration for the TGS2. I didn’t find anything for the TGS2 but I did find stuff to inspire the motorcycle engine powered Solo racer, the side-mounted Vee-twin chain-drive racer with the Mini-Sprint rear axle and either a really light tube axle or IFS.

And now I need to get ready for RPG so this post is done finished or not.

Yesterday was busy

No post Sunday because I was out doing things. I wasn’t doing anything earth-shattering but I was away from home and any device I could use to make a blog post. I was at a role-playing group, but we were missing a player vitally important to the current storyline because she was not monitoring the message channel when we decided to have a game session.

So instead of playing the current game we spitballed possible directions where the game could go in the future, including deciding if my character’s December Bar-be-que will be in-game or out-of-game. In-game I died again about 3 years from now and Mrs. the Poet died with me, but unfortunately she didn’t revive on her own like I do. A few years after that TI asked for retirees with military experience to help defend the company from a corporate raider with a promise of executive-level pensions for survivors or lose pensions if TI lost. My character lost both legs and one arm like the protagonist in the “Six Million Dollar Man” except I wasn’t flying an experimental lifting body, I had a grenade dropped into my machine gun emplacement. Corporate raiders in Shadowrun had heavy weapons…

I have been following a YouTube channel called “How to Build a Racing Car” that has inspired me on how to deal with the body panels on the front of the TGS2. I will use the existing bucket to build a plug, pull a mold off the plug, then pull the final body panels off the molds, ending up with a custom body that weighs less than the bucket alone does now. That would be because the bucket is 47 pounds of resin-heavy chopper-gun fiberglass, and the body I’ll get will be less resin and more actual glass fiber cloth that is stronger and weighs less. Plus this will solve the problem I was having getting the body around, inside, and outside the frame. The plug will be easiest to mold in 3 pieces and a nose made separately, then assemble like a big model kit.

It’s late now, sp I’m cutting this one short.

Making your life fit in a game

I spent the afternoon trying to create a playable character out of my life experiences. Let’s just say I’m going to be a Street Samurai who will be very hard to take down after we calculated what it would take to survive all the times I have taken hits from trucks, I’m on the high end of what would be a troll body, but I’m still human. But the real good part is in the game I will have new legs, new eyes, and my brain damage will get fixed. Even though it’s all a fantasy, the thought of actually having a body that works…

I will be taking my Army combat training with me in the game, and also using my prosthetics as enhancements to do what my body never could IRL.

And I just fell asleep and faceplanted right into the keyboard, because I was getting up way early to get to the game session, 0930 when I don’t even get to sleep until about 0500. So I’m going to bed now.
THUD

Why does so much of my life suck?

That app on my phone that pays me money is glitching big time the last couple of days. I have only been able to get one prize box since Thursday and haven’t been able to check in to a check-in location in that time. I can sometimes sneak in a sweeps entry for the “make an entry a day for 20 days and get a dollar” contest but I missed yesterday. And it isn’t looking good for today either. To make matters worse, some other apps I downloaded because they provided points for the other app no longer pay out at all and one of them stranded several days’ worth of points before the app stopped paying points. IOW I was still earning points and getting told I was earning points but not getting connected to the points server to collect the points, then they dumped everything about points without paying me my earned points.

Since things on other fronts have been floating along like the proverbial lead balloon, I bought some lottery tickets today. To be precise I bought a Megamillions, Powerball, and Texas Lotto ticket with annuitized payments payout. I win any of them and we have enough to live off of for our expected lifespans (well maybe not MY expected lifespan, but I should have enough by then to live off the interest).

I had to stop working on the remaining toaster because the pliers I have been using wore a hole on the top of my pinky finger from using it to open the pliers back up to make another grab at the stubborn screws. I have to admit the manufacturer had an insanely simple anti-tamper method, buy screws so cheap and soft that they strip the heads installing them so there is nothing to grab hold of with a screwdriver to remove them. Problem is from looking at the rest of the device I don’t think anti-tamper was even on the first 2 pages of reasons to buy cheap, soft screws.

On the Mini Sprint-T I was getting ready to mock up a full wheel to check for fit and my mock-up adhesive that I just bought seems to have gone walkabout. I’ve torn the room apart and can’t find it anywhere. That’s $5 down the tubes and no progress until I can get another tube of Goop™.

And I really need to wrap this up and get to bed. I have a busy day of role-playing games ahead.

billed @€0.02, Opus the Unkillable