As you may have noticed, there has been no recent Cubicle Bear posts. I happens that the character of Spacebear actually belonged to a co-worker who has moved on to a cube far away. She, of course, kidnapped took her beloved toy with her.
Luckily, my supportive guy and/or diehard Cubicle Bear fan has found me a Spacebear replacement via the internets. As it turns out, demand for Spacebears on eBay is low. Obviously, this seller had no idea what a gem he had (awkwardly listed under Burger King toy Spongebob …
Warning – this is a long post. I tend to wax poetic in these kinds of things, taking the long road because I like the scenery. So for the TL:DR crowd: I want more episodic games. Anyway, here we go:
So, I read comic books every other week, when I make it around to getting to the comic shop to pick up new issues. I like letting them build up two or three weeks because I only collect a few books and like to read comics for two hours instead of …
I have been a fan of good old fashioned, pen-and-paper, table-top role playing games since I was a wee youngin, learning the games from my father, who was one of the original RPG players during the 70’s. I still had his old Chainmail and original D&D minis, made from lead, poking around here, all painted up nice and detailed. I still have his 1st edition Dungeons and Dragons Dungeon Master’s Guide, complete with all his little tabs, and a couple of the Monster Manuals. I started with the old 1st …
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I’m a big advocate for summer projects. It’s fun to have things to work on every weekend and feel like you’re making forward progress. Beyond the work, at the end of the summer you’ve got something you made yourself, which is awesome and so much better than that “store-bought” feeling. This summer I made a queen-size platform bed. (Don’t worry, it’s not all text. Scroll down for pictures.)
I haven’t done much woodworking, though I’m familiar with the general concepts and the tools. My old man is a carpenter, so he …