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For amusement, CJ Johnson arrested.

Oh, yeah. Today is thanksgiving celebrationat work, which means meat, stuffing, potatoes and veggies. Tasty stuff, lemme tell ya.

What am I thankful for? That it's mostly just existential angst instead of full on depression. And that I had the whole "Foley" thing explained

a short summary, yeh.

Before going to the weekly session of The Greatest Gaming Group Ever, I dropped by papajoemambo's pad to pick up some graphical entertainment. I got a month and half's worth of 52 (More Magnus! MORE!) and some Whedon-Men as well as Agents of ATLAS and some Eternals.

I also dug through the cheapo bin out front and picked up issues 1, 2, 4 &5 of Thriller by Fleming and Eeden. Probably one of the most gamer friendly books on the planet, it's about a mysterious patron and her sidekicks, the Seven Seconds ("She has seven seconds to save the world").

Salvo is a character I've always wanted to make in an RPG. He's the world's greatest marksman and he refuses to kill anyone. "Only flesh wounds! Only outpatients! I won't kill anyone, so don't ask me to!" He shows off his stuff by shooting two bullets out of midair, and then shooting off the reader identification character's jacket. That's just cool.

I've even thought about how to model him in Champions. Multipower with all sorts of weird stuff, and if there's an RKA, it's very low (literally, a die or less) with penetrating or armour piercing.

I've also thought it would be neat to do in a pulpy Top Secret game.

The comic, however, is just messed up. It's kind of hard to keep track of, especially with a missing issue. I presume it told us something about the villain and the heroes.

Hey! Moisture Vaporaters! You can start hydroponic farming in the middle of the desert now!

Just look out for sand people.

Wow

That's a mother humpin' big Star Wars battle.

1600 points, including four AT-ATs on the imperial side. Played over five days, for a few hours each day.

I so couldn't handle that.