Bleargh, Monday. And I get to start it off by attempting to extract
W2s from HR. Oh, and Too is down.
* * *
Actually, it was Finance that I needed, and my, but the head finance
lady is cute. And helpful! "I need my W2s," I said. "Are you going to
try to get them in today, or file an extension?" she asked, while the
printer made ominous whining noises. Then she handed me a shiny new copy
of my W2s and suggested I could get the extension form off the IRS
* * *
People have been rolling dice at me for Tokyo
Tower. I think they're really just taunting me, not evincing any
sincere intention to play, but I should think about it more anyway. Maybe
once Tamago de-theaters, I can lure her.
The stat adjustments I gave before are sort of lame. Instead, everyone
gets +2 Con and that's it. If you want to be a geek or a jock, allocate
your rolls accordingly. Skills and feats are as I said before, hit points
are 8 + Con_mod, BAB is +0, Fortitude and Will saves are +2, Reflex save is
You can still use anyone else's roll if you don't like yours; the one
that was mailed to me was 12 12 12 14 15 17 (total modifier +10).
I need to make up some things for people to choose, so I can assign
Vast Magical Powers appropriately. In an ideal world, there would be
high-production-value cards with detailed images for the characters to
pass around and examine carefully for symbolism, but in this world, I'll
probably have to settle for describing the cards, since that bastard
Plato stole the deck.
* * *
I sort of guessed at the numbers, but the IRS's automation has
recorded an extension for me. I now have until August to do my tax
return for real. Yay me.
I'm not sure what implications this has for my state tax return.
And Too is up.
* * *
The images for Tokyo Tower:
A lion rampant between two columns.
The crescent and full moons overlaid into one disk.
An oak tree with a skeleton beneath its roots.
An ibis in flight.
The rayed solar disk.
A boar's head, seen frontally.
A human skull surmounted by a crown.
A burning eye with three pairs of feathered wings.
A circle drawn with a single brushstroke.
A mountain with the full moon behind it.
A sailing ship with full rigging, borne up by three stars.
The question to the player would be "Which of these twelve would you
pick to represent your character, and why?"
* * *
Whee, Millbrae. But I got to pretend to be a world-famous author of a
best-selling self-help book deeply in debt to the Hyphen Maf- I mean,
being interviewed in front of a live studio audience, which proves that
I can talk the talk. Walking the walk is, well, easier said than done,
but I did leave the session with a sense of reduced doom.
Then I did laundry.