tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871409676946408069.post4717210084079447698..comments2023-10-14T03:58:59.333-06:00Comments on The Tao of D&D: 405 - Method Not AllowedAlexis Smolenskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539170107563075967noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871409676946408069.post-5793987132156660922013-04-09T07:50:19.255-06:002013-04-09T07:50:19.255-06:00I like your mapping stuff. I like some of your cr...I like your mapping stuff. I like some of your crunchy stuff. When I have time to read them, I like your theory stuff.<br /><br />I disagree with you on many things, and don't presume that you think as I do, but I occasionally enjoy considering how you see things. <br /><br />So... keep it up, I guess?Bryan Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14514662979253250829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871409676946408069.post-33033807478831122432013-04-08T11:18:28.343-06:002013-04-08T11:18:28.343-06:00Noted.Noted.PatrickWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02083947433803227063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871409676946408069.post-59908688934644684482013-04-06T12:43:54.752-06:002013-04-06T12:43:54.752-06:00The hex-population series of posts has been amazin...The hex-population series of posts has been amazing. Clearly, it will take a while, and some experimentation, to explore the system. I'm looking forward to spending some time with it this weekend.<br /><br />In response to this post, I don't see much to be gained telling you what you've said that's wrong. When you start from "I've said too many things that were right, so good on me" and go to "I'm way the hell and gone out there, and no one's getting enough to deconstruct it", you assume you're right in both cases. Which doesn't leave room for dialog. Keith Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00059044388944936192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871409676946408069.post-25386135212079889452013-04-06T01:31:49.233-06:002013-04-06T01:31:49.233-06:00This seems like a very honest post.
I used to ...This seems like a very honest post. <br /><br />I used to be in the fighting program. It came very naturally to me. I loved knowing things, and I loved proving to other people that I knew more than them, or that they were wrong about something.<br /><br />The standing joke in my family was that you couldn't tell me anything without me responding that I already knew that. When prodded I usually already did know that, measuring my hauls from the library each week proudly in pounds (my backpack weighed 32 lbs this week!) and devouring it all before the next visit.<br /><br />It was the summer before 7th grade when I decided I didn't want to prove people wrong anymore. It was too easy... but the real problem was, grinding someone's nose in their own failure wasn't a satisfying objective when it came to interpersonal communication for me anymore.<br /><br />Ever since, I have been actively working on curbing the impulse to tell someone they are wrong, or that I am better at whatever they are doing than they are. It's not always easy, and of course there are times when it would be idiotic NOT to tell someone they are wrong.<br /><br />Sometimes I find myself taking the fighter route in a reverie, reliving a conversation, letting some idiot that I encountered recently know exactly how wrong they are. I think I could still dual-class as fighter if I wanted to - I have the stats :)<br /><br />Hmmm. Every time I start to write a comment on one of your posts I end up writing much more than I mean to. You seem to provoke that in me. SorryAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648499022366444265noreply@blogger.com