Oh goodness, Happy Father’s Day everybody. And a very Happy Birthday to Al.

Since we started playing Pathfinder, anytime I say I’m going to do something, I say it with the same authority that I would in gameplay. Stuff like “I went to the bathroom.” And “I drink a vanilla milkshake.” It’s on the same level as “I punch that Orc in the face.” Or “I rifle through the dead Druid’s pockets.” I’m not doing it intentionally. It just happens now.

So, how has your weekend been? Mine as been pretty excellent so far. I did a little shopping with the fam yesterday. This was one of the first things I found on my adventure out:

I also got new arrows for archery. (Although, currently, my bow is being re-strung, so they will have to be used as piercing single-hand weapons for the time being.) See what I mean about the Pathfinder stuff just coming through into real life?

After we got arrows, the Rev. Dark Wombat and I headed downtown for dinner with friends. Then, there were milkshakes and SModimations at Dave’s. After the cartoons ended, we started digging through old photos on RDW’s hard drives. Holy shit. It hurts my brain. It truly was a time void. And for a second, I thought I was an angel.

Today is Father’s Day which means I’ve got family stuff to do. And, hopefully, watching Shogun Assassin is going to make it to the list of stuff to get done today as well.

I would to stay and chat, but I just started crunching the numbers in my head about how long it is going to take me to get stuff done and the amount of time before I have to be at the shindig and there’s not a lot of time for dilly dallying. Have a wonderful rest of your weekend.

Oh, wait. Also, this song is totally stuck in my head for some unknown reason:

More soon. ~SC