Saturday, September 24, 2011

Thirty days of suck X: misty cosmic candy memories

When not falling into alligator-infested pits, commanding choppers, cracking whips on Dracula's skull, performing not one not two but three Italian Jobs, or kicking shins back on planet earth (if I had been familiar with Dirty Leeds back then, I would have confirmed that that description may have contained a grain of accuracy), we geeks, being geeks & therefore unfamiliar with the ladies you millennials have no idea how good you've got it, rolled multi-sided bones with gusto.


















I was playing first edition before you were born.



















Basement chez Randal.

The obvious dungeon crawl classics remain so to this day, & since our gang, thankfully, shunned Monty Haul campaigns, the weird & the wacky were the order of the day, thus --


















-- this guy's two-volume take on Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's most famous of works, Dungeonland & Land Beyond the Magic Mirror. Though comical, & disturbingly merciless if your DM was a budding psychopath which I wasn't, I decided to grab the nearest copy of Martin Gardner's The Annotated Alice & spruced it up, perhaps even cedar, or cider or beer or something.

Why didn't I snap the covers? Mad as a hatter, s'pose.
























If you worked here, you'd be in an asylum by now.



















Not the Viscountess. Probably. Maybe.



















It's TuLGey. This makes me so frumious.



















This guy, too.



















Clearly an impostor or Billy Bremner.
The real Duchess is real s-m-r-t & not so short.



















Can't recall which module this comes from, but you see the dilemma I'm in.
Natural twenty, natural twenty, why hast thou forsaken me?

Tomorrow, something blue, perhaps borrowed, likely old.

12 comments:

Laura said...

That picture of Humpty Dumpty reminds me of myself somehow.
Isn't it funny how I can somehow make your post about me? ;p

I'd tell you to sweep your basement floor but I know I'm wasting my breath.

((Hugs))
Laura

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Seems to me you're pretty optimistic re: a post tomorrow, given that last action photo.
~

thatgirl said...

MAGIC DUST!
A little for Santa, a little for the reindeers, a little more for Santa....

Jim H. said...

I have to say I completely missed the whole D & D phenomenon. You: apparently not.

Missed Second Life, too.

Alas, my life has no meaning.

Randal Graves said...

laura, you wouldn't be you if you didn't, & the same goes for your irrational cleaning frenzy. All that dust n' bones gives it atmosphere, dammit.

if, in the nick of time, I remembered to don my +3 Helm of Childish Naivete.

thatgirl, so that is how - oh, shit, you've been spiking the coffee!

Randal Graves said...

jim, it's quite possible that you're simply less of a giant nerd than I am, though, in all honesty, what the hell is Second Life? Is that some Sims spinoff showcase?

Tom Harper said...

"I was playing first edition before you were born." Oh, at first I thought you were talking about that group Kenny Rogers used to sing with.

Lisa said...

I'll say it again, child, I'm feeling old. When I read of your youthful and nerdly exploits, I feel ancient. And borrowed.

Randal Graves said...

tom, who's Kenny Rogers?

lisa, any time the kids tell their old man that, yeah, he is, I'm making a beeline for your place.

Beach Bum said...

An army buddy of mine played D&D religiously back in the 80's, talked with him a couple of years ago and had to laugh over his complaining over how his son was addicted to World of Warcraft.

Dude got seriously pissed at me.

susan said...

Why am I not surprised to read your were a Dungeon Master? All I can say is thank goodness computers were about to go mainstream.

Now I'm off to order a new copy of the Annotated Alice.

Randal Graves said...

BB, damn kids with their electro-wizardry! Real Americans use pen & paper!

susan, oh, not all the time, for that often turned into work. Mindless hack n' slash, like darkthroning, or Canadian laughter, is good for the soul.

I love that book.