I dare you to pitch this to me and tell me how this works.my tabletop wrestling RPG
I actually have a FLG. It's The Guardtower and it's a fairly big store space for RPGs and minitures, with a side of CCGs and board games. Even has table space and weekly games. But not everyone is so lucky, so my advice on finding local game spots? Like Frank said, ask your comic book stores. They'll ether know or know who to ask, and that's assuming they don't have fliers on their bulletin board. It's kind of like trying to find guitar lessons: you ask the guys who run the place you buy your equipment.Yeah, there aren't any real dedicated RPG stores. I know the one I'm referring to is a comic book store, but they also do Magic the Gathering, Warhammer, War Machine, etc. Last time I was in there an older gentlemen came in and talked to the owner about setting up a 5th edition D&D group. The owner advertised it on Facebook and to people who came in that he knew were into D&D. He also offered the store as a place to hold it.
Just an idea. The worst thing that could happen is they tell you no.
(Had this briefly in the Rant thread, but really, it's not a major issue enough to warrant being there.)
I really wish I knew some people in the city who would be interested in playing my tabletop wrestling RPG. I don't know anyone, aside from @HCGLNS, but he's understandably busy with work and a family, so his availability is lacking to join on a regular, weekly basis like I'd love to have. That's not fault on his part because I fully understand that he has many responsibilities that come first.
But it's just...argh. I know so few people in the city. I don't know anyone right now that even plays any RPGs. Worse, Spirit of Wrestling is such a niche idea within role-playing that it's incredibly hard to find anyone who would even be interested in playing it. I've been wanting to get something with it off the ground for years, but just don't know anyone who wants to play it.
I think I may have to just give up on the idea and come to terms that it's too niche for anyone.[DOUBLEPOST=1410909270,1410909189][/DOUBLEPOST]
So write it. If it's in your head, then write it out. Don't think about what it's supposed to convey or how people might think about it or you if you write it. No one else has to see it but you, if you want.
They are a great bunch of guys. They are not a comic book store, others in the city have that market. They are a games store, largest selection of table top RPGS in the city.http://www.quantumfrontier.ca/
Found this place. They even have a second floor called the Danger Room for groups to game. I'll contact the owner and at least try.
On the plus side, I was able to walk into the company owner's office this morning and tell him that our dental plan blows and he needs to find a new one, without being laughed out of his office.Got to see the dentist today for my multiple abscessed teeth, have an appointment on Monday to extract all four of them. The upcoming procedure, however, is not the rant. The fact that my dental plan doesn't cover surgical extractions (at all), and I'll be paying $828.00 out of pocket for the pleasure of having 4 teeth cut out of my head is. Ok, sure, only one of them actually has to be cut out, the other three can be pulled, but still. My dental plan blows.
Stubhub?Just blew $130 by accidentally buying football tickets for the wrong game.
Oh, I meant, can't you sell them on stubhub... but I guess you got them on stubhub? Well, maybe it's still worth a shot to get at least some of the money back, even if you have to sell it back to somebody else for less than you paid.Yep. Nope, they cant undo a purchase even 1 minute after the transaction. Because "its buyers and sellers, not them."
No, I don't get gauze wads until Monday. I'm really not looking forward to Monday. Usually I don't fear the dentist, I've had teeth pulled before so the concept doesn't concern me, but one of the teeth had a root canal done on it and then shattered down to one little sliver, so they have to actually surgically remove it, instead of just popping it out, and it's freaking me out a good bit. Luckily, I get Halcion before the appointment, which I've never done before. I hope to all things holy that it works better than the "stop caring about the pain" ingredient in Hydrocodone, because all that does is clear my head so I can really concentrate on just how agonizing whatever pain it was prescribed for truly is.Did you at least spit out the gauze wads at him while telling him this?
Actually have already sold 2 of the 3 tickets, so thats good. If the last one is still available tomorrow I'll probably give it to my friend who is still at school.Yeah, I re-listed them at a slight loss (still the cheapest price) but its not a great game and its this saturday so I'm not optimistic.
There's probably a couple reasons for this, but two major factors could be "rural separatism v urban community" and "southern social stratafication v northern entreprenuerialsim and industry". In a rural area, when population densities are low and there's low population turnover, people are more clannish, more protective of their personal property, and more suspicious of strangers - when you interact with others, you're polite to make a good impression. In urban areas, where there's a lot of population turnover, you don't know your neighbors as well, you have to interact with people frequently, and basically being rude or standoffish is a way of not being a victim or preserving one's identity. In a rural area, something that affects people you don't know means it's not effectively local, so one's mind makes it a low priority. In an urban area, something that affects someone you don't know might very well also affect you, so there's much more of an impetus to help - because you would want to be helped in return. Futhermore, the south has a history of social strata - the genteel plantation class, the merchant class, sharecroppers, and of course, slaves. This is the origin of the term "scalawags" (lower-class whites who dared act above their station) - people who didn't respect the social order as established by the plantation aristocracy were considered to be troublemakers. So acting too familiar or without refined manners made you a social undesirable. In the North, however, since the economy was more trade and industry based, and fortunes could turn very quickly, there wasn't the same codified class structure - old money was quickly joined by new money, and either absorbed or surpassed. Since society was considerably more fluid, there wasn't quite the same degree of stigma for interacting with people of different social strata.Yeah, I married a Yankee, and I noticed something interesting. A nice dichotomy if you will. Southerners are outwardly polite, but generally keep to themselves and rarely help anyone they don't know. Northerners are outwardly rude, but seem to be much more willing to lend a hand.
yeah, that's what I call "California nice" - make all the proper noises and obeying the social norms, but not actually doing anything to help - and in some cases, being an actual obstacle. For example, being polite when introduced to someone who runs an animal rehab center, but then voting against allowing them to move into certain areas or to change local ordinances to allow them to better do their job.Growing up in NJ, having lived in SoCal for 6+ years, and having relatives in AL has given me a chance to see this from a few perspectives. My take away has been this:
My southern relatives and people I knew in CA were the ones who were nice to your face and would stab you in the back no sooner than you turned around. At least people from NJ/NY/PA will stab you in the front.
They can be cold as a falling thermometer in December if you ask about the weather in July.Northerners are outwardly rude, but seem to be much more willing to lend a hand.
And the third was sold so I'm still out $30 but better than before.Actually have already sold 2 of the 3 tickets, so thats good. If the last one is still available tomorrow I'll probably give it to my friend who is still at school.
Probably vaguely worded surveys about overall satisfaction - but you know, that doesn't determine happiness, it determines ambition, when you get down to it. If you have a bunch of people who don't have high goals, or have reached what they wanted out of life, they'll probably report being happy or satisfied. (And again, there's that whole keeping up appearances thing - you don't want people to think you don't like their way of life). In a place where people are constantly told to strive for more or where you have to compete with many people for everything, you're not going to report being as satisfied, because you always want more or feel like you're missing out.It'll be nice to live somewhere else for a while and just meet different kinds of people. My hometown just got named "happiest city in America" recently, and I'm just sick of hearing about it. Pride in your home is a great thing, but I'm just disenchanted lately, I suppose. I'm tired of a lot of things about living in the south in general. Girls who ball-bust sensitive guys and say they need a "real southern man," alcohol being tied to every social occasion (I'm not against drinking, but I don't drink just to drink either), the "manners," the heat. I need a change! Can't wait for Jake to graduate and hopefully--eventually-- land a job someplace else.
http://blogs.marketwatch.com/capito...ork-city-is-the-most-unhappy-city-in-america/ <--That's the report. I'll be honest; I still don't quite understand how they figured it all out.
True. I'm fairly certain I'll want to be near family again when I'm older, but no one believes I actually want to move.That's because no one in Lafayette ever goes outside of Lafayette.
They'll do that Klingon thing where they rip off your uniform patches and then ritualistically turn their backs to you in a circle.True. I'm fairly certain I'll want to be near family again when I'm older, but no one believes I actually want to move.
Or from what Cajungal said, spill her beer.They'll do that Klingon thing where they rip off your uniform patches and then ritualistically turn their backs to you in a circle.
Maybe even slap the crawfish right out of her hand.Or from what Cajungal said, spill her beer.
That sounds pretty harsh. I thought they reserved that for people who don't say y'all.Maybe even slap the crawfish right out of her hand.