Weak gamery, strong geekery
Firstly, a happy birthday to 
folk, one of the most confident, proactively interesting, stylish and kind men I have ever had the fortune to meet. I fondly remember his generosity both as a host and as an organiser over the past year. Luck, safety and happiness on the next part of your great adventure, John. (It's also remarkable that you can still get usernames which are as good as folk 1.3+ megausers down the line.)
The first Thursday night meeting of the Middlesbrough Gamers Club was very quiet with an attendance of nineteen, but about two-thirds of our order of new games has arrived so we tried some of them out. Incidentally, the George Galloway incident has passed without further mention, except that the Teesside Socialist Worker movement put a leaflet in our letterbox about a talk they're hosting next Thursday concerning Chile in 1973. Pools panel verdict: no-score draw.
Let's do some swift game reviews. ( Collapse ) ( Collapse )
The other games club-related activity I've been doing has been to visit a local branch of the Voluntary Development Agency to undergo the Disclosure process to prove that I am a fit person to work unaccompanied with children. The theory is that if the club can prove it has Public Liability Insurance and has proved that its committee is full of people who are fit to look after children, we become a much more attractive club to recommend as a safe place to visit.
Unfortunately the office in question only stays open until 3:30pm(!) so I had to abandon yesterday's trip there. (In the end, I walked around town and discovered an all-day 50p car park I didn't know about. It's reasonably conveniently situated for the centre of town, but it's definitely in one of the rougher parts of Middlesbrough, which may be why it's not too popular.) Today's trip was far more successful; after taking a £1.40 bus trip from the centre of Middlesbrough to the centre of Stockton, I took a fantastic £1.55 bus trip back which went from within 30 yards of the door there to within 300 yards of our front door here. Don't tempt me to go into greater detail.
daweaver has really turned me on to the Mozilla Firebird browser; a couple of days and I've turned from a harsh critic to a convert. ( Collapse )
The only known cure for reviewing board games, discussing local bus routes and web browsers is providing links (via b3ta) to the latest Flash movies to do the rounds: the charming Patrick Moore plays the Xylophone (though you probably have to be British to know who Patrick Moore is and why this is funny) and the charmingly-stupid-in-any-language I Am The Monkey (the latest bit of faintly puerile WeeblandBobistry). Have a good weekend!
folk, one of the most confident, proactively interesting, stylish and kind men I have ever had the fortune to meet. I fondly remember his generosity both as a host and as an organiser over the past year. Luck, safety and happiness on the next part of your great adventure, John. (It's also remarkable that you can still get usernames which are as good as folk 1.3+ megausers down the line.)The first Thursday night meeting of the Middlesbrough Gamers Club was very quiet with an attendance of nineteen, but about two-thirds of our order of new games has arrived so we tried some of them out. Incidentally, the George Galloway incident has passed without further mention, except that the Teesside Socialist Worker movement put a leaflet in our letterbox about a talk they're hosting next Thursday concerning Chile in 1973. Pools panel verdict: no-score draw.
Let's do some swift game reviews. ( Collapse ) ( Collapse )
The other games club-related activity I've been doing has been to visit a local branch of the Voluntary Development Agency to undergo the Disclosure process to prove that I am a fit person to work unaccompanied with children. The theory is that if the club can prove it has Public Liability Insurance and has proved that its committee is full of people who are fit to look after children, we become a much more attractive club to recommend as a safe place to visit.
Unfortunately the office in question only stays open until 3:30pm(!) so I had to abandon yesterday's trip there. (In the end, I walked around town and discovered an all-day 50p car park I didn't know about. It's reasonably conveniently situated for the centre of town, but it's definitely in one of the rougher parts of Middlesbrough, which may be why it's not too popular.) Today's trip was far more successful; after taking a £1.40 bus trip from the centre of Middlesbrough to the centre of Stockton, I took a fantastic £1.55 bus trip back which went from within 30 yards of the door there to within 300 yards of our front door here. Don't tempt me to go into greater detail.
daweaver has really turned me on to the Mozilla Firebird browser; a couple of days and I've turned from a harsh critic to a convert. ( Collapse )The only known cure for reviewing board games, discussing local bus routes and web browsers is providing links (via b3ta) to the latest Flash movies to do the rounds: the charming Patrick Moore plays the Xylophone (though you probably have to be British to know who Patrick Moore is and why this is funny) and the charmingly-stupid-in-any-language I Am The Monkey (the latest bit of faintly puerile WeeblandBobistry). Have a good weekend!
