Jack-o'-lantern bank

The ATM in this building does not work.

Jack-o'-Lantern Spectacular

My haunted graveyard pumpkin at Iroquois Park

One of my pumpkins, illuminated in the show at Iroquois Park.

Jack - o'- lantern spectacular

Here’s a picture of Travis, one of the guys running the show, drawing the Titanic on a titanic pumpkin.

Here are the two that I cut last night--a haunted graveyard and a triceratops.

The show opens Thursday, October 9. It looks to me like they will have even more pumpkins than last year.

I don't have as much time this year as I did last year. I'd really like to do more.  Maybe next year I will schedule a little vacation time just to work on pumpkins.

I not only like the results (the display is a grand spectacle), but also the guys who manage the show and the other artists who work there are a great bunch.

Messing around

Wings of Glory, X-Wing Miniatures

The Baron's Fokker swoops in on the poorly positioned enemy

Last night I played a couple of games with Aaron. First, we played two quick aerial duels with his new Wings of Glory pack.  In the first match, I totally screwed up in maneuvering, and the Red Baron shot down my Sopwith Camel.  In the second match, we charged one another in a blaze of guns. He hit me and my engine started smoking, but his gun jammed and I knocked him out of the sky.

Rebel ion cannons keep Imperial ships in disarray while the HWK shimmies through picking off the wounded.

Then we played a (roughly) 100-point X-Wing Miniatures match. Aaron's young son Collin and I were the Rebel team, and Aaron was the Imperials. It was a tricky match-up: Collin's Y-wing and B-wing were using disabling ion cannons, while my HWK made most of the actual kills with a blaster turret. The Rebels won with no ships destroyed.

I had a great time.

Magic Labyrinth

With the family. It's one of our favorites.

A Fishing Spider

Dolomedes tenebrosus, a fishing spider, living near the green house at school.

D. tenebrosus photo by Mark Tabler

Last aluminum can haul

For a few years I collected cans from recycling, getting the cans mostly from the break room at work and from some relatives who set them aside.  It originally started as a means to just set aside a little money for coin collecting, though over the past couple of years my goal has mostly been to get money for table top gaming.  It’s not a particularly fruitful pursuit:  every six to nine months I was taking them to the recycling center, and getting between $30 and $60 per trip.

However, we have decided that garage space is too much at a premium at our house, so Friday was my last trip.  This was $33 worth of cans (about 52 pounds).

I have given my can bin to my co-worker, Carolyn, who wants to take over.

Why I like board games...one reason, any way.

Most people who know me well also know that for a few years I have been obsessed with board games.  I guess “obsessed” is the right word.  I spend a lot of time thinking about them, reading about them, listening to podcasts about them, and watching videos.

I can trace my history in this.  I remember, when I was about ten or eleven years old, asking my parents for a strategy game for Christmas.  I got Stratego, which I enjoyed. Shortly after that, I discovered Dungeons and Dragons, though my friends and I played with a very skewed, watered-down version of the rules that we made up in lieu of reading and understanding the real rules.  After that, RPGs remained my mainstay in the gaming department until I was about 30.  After that, due to time constraints (both on my part, and my friends’), I started moving back into more and more board games and card games.

But why?  That is harder for me to figure out.  What do I find so attractive about games?  And why do I like certain games more than others?

There are numerous reasons, but a new one that occurred to me recently is the concrete nature of the rules of the situation the game creates.  A game creates a little world (which, within the theme of the game, might be something abstract and geometric like alternating checkered squares, or it might be expansive like an artistically-rendered galaxy populated by various aliens set on conquering and colonizing neighboring star systems), but this world functions on a system of rules that the players know and must work within.  I like this “logic” aspect.  I like knowing “if A, then B;” or “if A, then you must choose from A, B, or C.”  The rules might be complex, and not solvable in the way that tic-tac-toe is solvable, and the choices might be hard, but there are rules that I can look up and which do not change.

In this regard, I find games a refreshing temporary refuge from real life.  In real life, every single person is playing by a different set of rules. (It just occurred to me that maybe this is one of the big attractions of religion.  Maybe, on one level, many people like religion because it makes them feel like other people who share the same faith are going by the same rule book, and it makes their society more understandable.)  I think most people play by similar rules sets, but they are so complex, inscrutable, and mutable that the rules can hardly be called rules.

It does occur to me that comparing a game rule book to a metaphorical “real life” rule book might be sort of forced.  It might only be an apt metaphor for someone like me who spends a lot of time thinking about games.

In that regard, a month ago I took a class pertaining to the legal bases for government appropriations, and we spent quite a bit of time skimming through legislation and legal decisions with regard to federal agencies’ budgets, financial obligations, and expenditures.  Half way through the class it started to feel to me like I was reading a very large game rule book, which prompted me to think, “When your primary system of thought is game rules, everything looks like a board game.”  This is akin to “When your only tool is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.”  I liked the class much more than I expected to, perhaps because it seemed so much like a game rule book.

I don’t think this is the primary reason I enjoy board games, but it’s up there.

Labor Day swimming

Was Monday our final swim of the summer? Probably. I told the girls to strike a pose.

Sunday night Shadowrun

I have been playing roleplaying games with the same core group of friends for 25 years. Maybe 26—I will have to double check—but I think I started with these friends in 1989.  A few old friends dropped out over the years, and a few friends joined, and there are quite a few who came in late and left again after a few months or years. There was a period of a few years when I was living in Wyoming and was not a member of the group, and there have been a few long stretches when for whatever reason we were not getting together to play with any kind of regularity.

The past decade has been a struggle because people have kids and other family obligations (not to mention some health problems, business travel, family vacations…), but I feel like things are sort of on the upswing again as kids get older and members of our gaming group are able to spare a little more time away.  It is still hard to meet more than once a month, but I have confidence that we will keep getting together.

We started playing 2^nd Edition Advanced Dungeons & Dragons in ’89, then started in on Shadowrun in the mid-90s.  There have been forays into other interesting games over the years (the most significant being Earthdawn, but also a couple of short starts into Star Trek and Star Wars RPGs whose rules bases I cannot remember, and a few other short-lived games), but different versions or editions of D&D and Shadowrun have been the mainstays.

 

Here is a photo from this past Sunday night, when I was able to get together with Keith, Paul, and Aaron.  A few other of our main players could not make it, but our game proceeded nonetheless.

Certainly, the appearance of the players has changed over the years. A few of us have a lot less hair on our heads, and we generally weigh more.  The games are still pretty much the same, though.  One big difference here is that there is no Mountain Dew on the table.  We’ve mostly moved from almost exclusively drinking sodas to beer, water, coffee, and tea, depending.  Another big difference:  laptop computers and smart phones have largely taken the place of rulebooks.

Stink bug molting

Just in case you thought you could not detest them more, here is a loathsome photo from my sunflowers.

Kentucky State Fair

We went out to the fair a few days ago, and had lots of fun looking at the art and craft entries and the animals.  Then we took what I thought would be a brief visit to the midway.

After quite a bit of discussion, we spent a small fortune on getting the girls bracelets that would let them ride as many rides as they wanted.  I was a little dismayed by the expenditure, but consented.  I'm glad I did.  It was worth it to see them overcome their fears and ride some very big rides, and LOVE it.  They sat together on this one:

...which was very high. I was impressed by their bravery, especially that of my 8-year-old, who was quite nervous at first.

Then she and I got on the Tilt-a-Whirl:

She wasn't sure she wanted to ride it, but I wanted to ride it with her, so finally we both got on it.  At times, it spun so fast that it really pinned me to the back, and I was a little weary of it by the time we exited.  But she got off, convinced her sister to get on, and they rode it together.  The 10-year-old wasn't too fond of it, but her little sister rode it five times in a row, even by herself.

Posting to blog

I have been posting mostly photos lately, but not much written material.  I think on reason is that sometimes I don’t have much to say.  Other times, though, I feel like I have so much stuff “backlogged” in my mind, stuff I could post to my blog, that I don’t know where to begin (or I want to post it chronologically, and feel like I should backtrack, but I can’t retrace my steps.)  But then after realizing I’m thinking about this I realize that there is no reason to feel this way, that no one cares if my blog is in chronological order, that no one cares if it tells a coherent narrative, and that few people end up reading it anyway…so, it does not matter what I say, when I say it, or in what order.  If I want to post stuff here for my few readers to read, I should just put it up when I think of it and when I have time.

Old drawing

Apparently I drew this one evening over at Keith ' s house about 20 years ago (Probably 1996 or '97).  I drew it on the back of some Shadowrun game material. When I was over the other night he showed it to me.

Clouds on a building

Just a photo I took while running lunchtime errands.

Dinner

Looks like Chinese is on the menu tonight.

A panoramic view from the Washington go on Monument. The Capital Building is at far right, The White House partially obscured by trees at center, and the Lincoln Memorial at far left.