Life is too short to do everything I want to do. The week, sadly, only has 168 hours in it and I am not on some sort of insane quest to make each and every one count. Alright, I've been on that quest for a considerable amount of time now but I'm going up a gear. Here's how.
As luck would have it, my parents have moved Christmas forward a week so we can get the whole family together. As Kate's parents are in Cambodia and her brothers and sisters going to the Chrimbo celebrations of their other halves, that leaves us with an empty house Christmas Day.
For a while there, I thought we might have to invade but it seems like you've managed to choose a good head of state. Obama now has an uphill struggle against the horrid mess that the poisoned chimp has left in his wake.
At least Obama is a good man with a forward thinking approach to politics and the world. Well done United States of America, you've not fucked it up this time!
Pete and I were having lunch. "Eclectic Games have a games night" says he. "I know!" says I. "Let's go" says he. "WooYay" says I. So thus we trundled off to Ecelectic Games in the middle of Reading for an evening of board games and shit.
Mum's 65th is over. My B Cat course is over. GenCon is over. Benanna's wedding is over. Outlaws will be back to Cambodia soon. All the big things this summer needed to yield have done so. It's time for a new plan and this is it.
It's been a long time coming but I've finally got my sticky fingers on the Icar Elements book. The quality of the print is very high indeed. I think I need to improve the DPI on the pictures but the book itself rocks! 88 pages for Â£10 and then Â£3 postage and packing. Hurrah!
You can see on this one that my name is a bit too close to the bottom. Easy to fix.
I've been thinking about where we might take the next version of Lack-Of. What you're using now is really a proof of concept, a hurriedly hammered together community design with mostly stock features. However, I do like to move things on and have been thinking about the next version and what it might be like.
Â£240 a year.