Day 5 and Day 6

Day 5

This was supposed to be done yesterday but it had slipped my mind to do so before work and I haven't figured out how to work a post from on my phone so far.

I went for a run yesterday down Milwaukee Avenue, and tried to see how far I could go and still be jogging. I made it to just before the congress theater from my doorstep, so not that far, but after that I walked all the way down to Western, crossed to the southern side of the street and jogged for about two blocks before I had to stop again. I was kind of kicking myself, and then a jogger came up from behind me, a younger blonde woman, and I felt bad. Not in a sense that a woman was "beating" me or anything, but something clicked, if she could still run, so could I. From where I stopped I made it up to Fullerton, had to stop at the light and then kept running to just after the Mega Mall.

I couldn't find many tags or forms of street out on the jog, they were mostly scratched away from time out in the snows and rain or painted over. There was one though, at the base of a lamp post at logan avenue that I liked. I haven't seen another like it around.



So there's Day 5

Day 6

Is this guy


It may not look like much but it is a character I made for a DnD style game with a few friends. Its based out of the Warhammer 40k universe and we were both servers of the God-Emperor. Its all overly-campy-dramatic-grimdark-bloodbath. I made a Tech-Priest named Mir and bought a Servitor, with is a shambling military andriod made out of the body of a fallen server with its mind replaced with a machine. Pat made a Psycher and we played out a game. And to cut it short we landed in space Palenstine and had to fight a demon called the "Crow father" from manifesting itself and ripping the world in half. And we did it. Even though it was a strange experience, I thought it was actually incredibly fun to do, to have actions tied to dice rolls, to have anything chance, to create scernarios in the mind out of nothing. It was different from the usual flair of T.V. or books where linear lines prevade everything, yes you can be surprised but you cannot shape the world nor can you completely get fucked over by a group of randomly spawned militia guards. Which happened and we thought we were going to die. I look forward to next week when we might try it again, it was a good time.