My first con

I had my firstest ever con last weekend. It was also the first time I've had a chance to actually play in a year or so.

And yesterday I got my ADSL connection working. A month cold-turkey no-internet was not pleasant, but it's all so worth it now that I have speedy speedster net.

I am a happy, happy man.

I'm working on a game about a world where that fantastic feeling music can instill in you actually has a real, physical effect. So jazz musicians are powerful folk. Cool, powerful folk. More about that soon.

Oh, and I got to play Little Fears at the con. Whooooooo. I have got to get that game. So much fun. In fact, I would have found it enjoyable as a game simply playing children, quite devoid of the horror aspect. We went to the pool and then I dunked some kids under and then we ran across the railway tracks and then we played in the park and then I gave Mitch a tonka truck for his birthday and then we played spotlight in the park at night.

And then the freaky shit happened, and it was... Wow. I am impressed. It was set in 1983, so we spent a few minutes just remembering the good old days of our childhood, when you could go to the pool alone, and when merry-go-rounds weren't too dangerous for playgrounds, and there were those hills with concrete tunnels in them that always stank of urine.