Some who are connected with me on Facebook know that it's my birthday today.
I'm not going to stop blogging, not going to stop working on D&D and not going to give up the agenda. But I definitely needed a break.
A lot of people have told me lately that every field has its morons and jerks, and that's right. I never thought otherwise. My chief problem isn't that the community is filled with morons and jerks; it is that other fields also include academics, experts and people of influence, who could conceivably find me worthy of inclusion ~ as has happened when I had taken time to be in theater, film, music and journalism. Hell, I've met people like Colm Meaney, Rick Mercer and B.B. King (seriously) in a professional, laid-back, everyday manner. But there's no one like this that's meetable in role-playing games. It's a wasteland.
Every once in awhile I get a cold slap in the face that reminds me that I picked a field that is intellectually shot in the head. That was not a good decision; but I made it when I was young and stupid and thought this game could change the world.
Stuck now. Not going to go out and do theatre now (though I could, I did a little acting in 2014 to pump up money for taking How to Run to Toronto). Journalism, as it happened, was also shot in the head in 2009. I know only one film maker and, though he's great, a wonderful, talented guy, going places, he's not going to find work for me.
So here I am.
I've always really liked my birthday. I guess that's because I'm a narcissist.