Potato Masher Wednesday

From the Dept. of Weird Mystic Holidays I Don't Understand

Pancake Tuesday came by. My lovely wife made quite excellent pancakes, with apples in them. Mmm.

We had to look up on teh internets why one would eat pancakes in this particular day. Turns out, it's related to Lent, which is some religious holiday that I don't understand, except that I suspect it is vaguely related to Catholic self-flagellation.

Apparently, historically, pancakes involved meat. To which I say, bring it on.

Television

I'm assuming you're all watching Battlestar Galactica. Four episodes to go and an awful lot of the mystery and mythology have been explained, at least on some level. It's been quite a ride and it's almost over.

Dollhouse had its second episode. Much better. Much more Joss-like. One starts to see the shape of the show it wishes to become, and the positioning of the emotional hooks with which Whedon will bind you to his vision.

We're also watching Leverage, having finished Stargate SG-1. Leverage is quite an entertaining and well-written show, although I'm not certain if it is available on Canadian television. Assuming you actually watch shows on television as they are broadcast, presumably via some Amish-like fascination with historical media.

Beer

I like beer.

Dungeons and Dragons

The fine folk at Penny Arcade and PVP are doing another Wizards-sponsored Dungeons and Dragons run, podcast for your pleasure on Dragon's website. This time out they are joined by Wil Wheaton, improbably cool internet phenomenon. Then I read about how Jack has a D&D4 session going. Temptations.

D&D was never my thing though; RPGs sure, but not D&D specifically. It was always focused a little to hard on being a pen and paper adaptation of tabletop miniature gaming. This makes it interesting to observe how its new edition has reformed itself and abandoned that sordid past, striving dilligently to instead be a pen and paper adaptation of World of Warcraft.

Originally I mostly played various Palladium games, under the theory that if one were going to be a cheddar-hawking munchkin, one may as well go to the Disneyland of cheddar-hawking munchkin game companies. Later on Shadowrun stole my affections. I think it was mostly the fonts. They used cool fonts.

Well. I suppose that about wraps it up for me. My brain is fried from a long and challenging day at work. Not to fear, though; a little beer will put out that fire.