“Every author, however modest, keeps a most outrageous vanity chained like a madman in the padded cell of his breast.”
– Logan P. Smith
Unlike the gentleman from the Dos Equis ads, I am not the most interesting man in the world. And ladies, I’m afraid not even Old Spice can change that, despite what the handsome chap on the horse might have said.
(Man, these references are going to look so dated in a couple of years, ah well.)
That said, I do have some interesting hobbies, if you’re into the sordid interests of the geek persuasion. I’ve been a nerd for as long as I can remember, right down to the dorky coke bottle glasses as a kid. Everything from comic books, to science fiction, to role playing games. I’m one of those boring old bastards that will tell you all about the good old days, when we dialed into BBS’s with 2400 baud modems, and gosh darnit, we liked it that way!
Sadly, even a kid at heart has to became an adult someday. For me, I saw that day looming when my wife and I discovered we were going to have a little girl. In between giving up a perfectly good junk room for storing book in and squeeing in glee at finding some old toy that I used to love to bore the future kidlet with, I realized that while I wasn’t a geeky kid anymore, now I was going to have another human being, fresh and impressionable to mold into an even bigger geek! (Yeah right, I’m already flinching at the cost of ballet slippers and cheerleading outfits.) But if nothing else, cute little kids forced to wear ridiculous costumes are always good for a few hits, right?
So I decided to start this blog, another in a series of shinies that will probably hold my interest for all of two days and then be abandoned. (Let’s hope the kid fares better or I might have some questions from DHR in my future.) It’s going to be a repository for links, pictures, and maybe a few geeky ramblings from time to time. Expect pictures of miniature wargaming figures being painted, tales from tabletop RPGs, and maybe some cavity inducing photos of the kidlet, who knows?