Two, and three.

Bright, shiny- you would show off my painted toes to perfection. Cheap, sale- together we would sashay our way to fashion heaven. Pretty, perfect- you did show my toes off to painted perfection. Pain, injury- you consigned my toes to fashion perdition.

This is my Rome: TOTAL WAR compared with CIV post. There you go.

Yesterday I found out that there was a lecture being given by the Confucius Institute here on campus. My East Asia since 1600 is one of the major members of that society and mentioned that if you attended he'd wave one of the obligatory 5 essays. I told this to Damm. Here is the dialogue that followed. Me: "Yeah, if I go I don't have to write one of the essays." Damm: "You should definitely go then, because you take forever to write those." Me: Dramatic Pause Damm's Dad: "Ooh-hoo you in trouble now!" (to Damm) P.S. I know what Damm meant to say was that he's seen how hard I labor over my essays, making sure I have the historical facts correct and that the language flows and that it is inviting to read and that he wanted to spare me that effort once if possible.

This post has an angry little one attached so might be updated infrequently throughout the day in addition to already being like two days late. Sorry :P. Both games are turn based for the majority of the game play. Both games have fairly extensive building options for their cities. Both games have units and you can stack the units and the units require upkeep. Both games have trade and little pictures on the map showing things that make the nearby city wealthy. Both games have boats. (be aware I only played up to Civ III). Thats about where the similarities end. There is no researching technology in RTW... if your city is big enough and your faction can build it then you can build [x]. In RTW the cities are prebuilt... no settlers... each city is in a province and control of that province means you own the city.... otherwise you are just bandits damaging the province. Battles in RTW -can- be run kinda like Civ where you attack and victory is determined yes or no. However even in tho...

"Alice woke up slowly." This is all I have written. The story is there but normally my brain is better rested. Normally I don't go get all gamedrunk on weekends(18.6 hours in 2 days /played time). I know the outlines of what happens next. I am just failing with the adversb and adjectives. The smells and sights and sounds. The feelings. Etc. So Payment posts this week are unlikely if my muse doesn't wake up and get out of the gutter. I am still writing something this week for a weekly story. Just most likely nothing on Payment. We'll see. So I am giving you a random thoughts post(aka my usual fare before the stories started coming). I have been very pleased to discover the quality writers that were lurking in my guild. I love the new guild blog and it is quickly rising to the top my blog rankings. The most pleasant result of this last weekend's gaming binge was the discovery that WoW no longer dominated my conversations and thoughts. While I'm sure my prese...

Okay so I bought Rome: Total War via Steam friday . I did so thinking that me and Wulfa needed another game to play together so that our only thing to talk about for fun wouldn't be WoW . I'm not sure if that sentence makes any sense in the condition I'm in right now. But that was the idea. Oh how horribly wrong I was. I played my first turn Friday night but didn't do anything other than move one unit and end turn. Saturday morning I picked up and started my first campaign. The Scipii . Do vampires get addicted to heroin if they drain a druggie ? Because that's the kind of hooks this game immediately put in me. The I need blood/heroin because I'm a vampire user kind. I only wish I was exaggerating . Ask Wulfa if you see her around. Ask her what I talked about this weekend. Because my every waking thought was consumed with how to balance the needs of the senate with establishing my trade routes with keeping my populace happy. With ...

That song that has the line "Just another Manic Monday ... Wishing it were Sunday ... 'cause that's my fun day" was going through my head this morning. Yesterday morning passed in a blur because I woke up with flu symptoms and was completely conked out til Damm and the little ones got back from church. Afterwards I began to revive and we had an awesome afternoon. It was awesome because I couldn't even think about chores/schoolwork/all the bills that had to be filled out and sent in (oh shoot ...). So the Miniorc and I watched the NCIS marathon while the Orclette and Damm played in the living room, and then we finished off the evening by watching "Enchanted". The Orclette enjoyed it, which is good ... maybe "Ratatouille" can be put aside for a day or two so momma can recover from rat overload. But there is something to the idea that God worked for six days and then He took a break. I'm not sure how I could manage that-most of my big projects...