Thursday, May 17, 2012

Cupcakes, Tea, and Tabletop RPGs

Youthberry Tea, good pens, and a character sheet = Perfect Sunday

The brother and I are going to start DM-ing a game of Fourth Edition Dungeons and Dragons in a few weeks. In typical fashion, I've come at the challenge with lists and book-buying and Google Form creation. To say I'm freaking out would be putting it mildly, but at the same time I'm really excited.

Creating a world for yourself to play in as completely different from creating one where other people are supposed to come along and help make the story with you. What's particularly interesting about DM-ing is that it brings with it a slew of "thinking on your feet" that I usually only have to deal with when my characters start running away from me. Or turning evil for no obvious reason.

Suffice it to say, I am making blog posts instead of finishing my campaign because I am still trembling in my boots about it.

And, because I am me, I am also Procrastination Baking.



Here is my latest creation: Vanilla Cupcakes with a salted caramel frosting. The frosting turned out a little too salty, but the cupcakes themselves were very tasty and the recipe was pretty easy so odds are it's on the "To Make Again" list. The links go to Chow, a very cool website that sends me recipes on a daily basis. And sometimes those recipes are delicious and sometimes they are pretentious, but they are always fun.

Also, you will notice the tea pots in the top pictures. Those are real teapots, filled with real tea. Tea is wonderful and warm and the best afternoon pick-me-up ever. Plus, it takes a little bit of work to make so even if you've done nothing else all day, you can still think, "Well, I made tea" and it's something. Especially loose-leaf because then you need to warm the pot before and let it steep just right and use the awesome little Victorian strainer cup and put honey and milk in and it's time-consuming.

...This has been an update on the baking and Tabletop front. Tune in next time for more dithering, this time probably involving bread again because I think I know the secret for why mine keeps coming out so dense...

Thursday, May 10, 2012

The Strange Tale of Solomon Jones

A new story to go with the new semester (which I am not participating in because nyah, I don't wanna). Also because I am lazy and now it looks like I'm going to have graduate, low GPA or no. Which...is terriyfing. Absolutely terrifying.

But on to the fic. This began as a very late night chat fic with the Captain as we killed time waiting for Steam to load. He needed a haircut and I was feeling exceedingly silly. Enjoy it in the spirit in which it was written.



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On the morning of February the 23rd, Solomon Jones opens his eyes and curses. He cannot see, can barely breathe, and the sound of his alarm clock is unmistakably muffled. The Curse of the Poof has flared up again. Solomon Jones staggers across the room, blinded by the Curse. It is flaring up in shorter intervals, especially since he had started seeing the Mad Korean for an antidote. He doesn’t have a choice, though. Not after what Ines Hernandez did to him the last time he had seen her for the cure.