Bill did run a D&D game last summer that I played in and recorded. I'll get around to posting it eventually.
Not if you like me at all, you won't.
That game had the stink of unemployment and relationship heat-death all over it.
Meanwhile, back at the topic...
My words to Ross following the dinner party game (24, I think?) were that I didn't like caring about a game - an avocation - as much as playing with Mike was making me. The man is a textbook on applied logical fallacies. I realized that I was never getting anywhere near character motivations most nights because my mind was tossed off track every 7.3 seconds by hip-hop lyrics or 'Like a boss!' Then, when I tried to do something, I'd get shouted down, and any coherent criticism would just get steamrolled. Remember kids, no gaming is better than bad gaming, and the swirling vortex of Mike-suck was rolling right over the awesomesauce of Ross, Tom, Dan, and Cody.
Oh, and Zoidb-uh, er, Jason!
Then I started working overnights, and didn't want to have to leave the game in time to make it to work by 10.
However, I have left the vampire schedule behind, and am back in New World, and running another Don't Rest Your Head this weekend, and maybe getting aorund to some Dogs in the Vineyard whenever I get the ambition to write the author/publisher and get the copy I paid for in January
