I destroy Nyarlathotep with my Tactical Nuclear Device!

Some years ago after the divorce when our branch of the family all still lived at the house on 16th Avenue, my kids and I were in the habit of attending Games Night over at Richard Tatge's place. One of the games we became fond of (and eventually invested far too much money in) was Chaosium's Mythos, a collectible card game that required you to complete a story in order to win. You also had to maintain a minimum of sanity by beating off other players' attacks - not an easy task, because the story you had to complete was almost always based on the Cthulhu Mythos of H.P. Lovecraft. The base game was quite popular, and spawned a pair of expansion sets: Dreamlands and New Aeon, which incorporated works by other authors as well as more modern conspiracy theories into the game. Thus it was that players could serve as U-boat commanders in the Miskatonic U. ROTC program, fly 747s for the FBI, or annihilate elder gods with tac nukes found in a Moscow psychiatric hospital.

Coincidentally, there was this fellow named Charles Stross...
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Spent too much time staring at the internets this morning; as a consequence, wound up taking the train into work and courting death by bagel. The leg is a lot better now that I've started the amoxicillin (bastard pharmacists and their God-cursed childproof caps) and the Rocephin has finished rampaging through my system; I should be able to go back to using the pressure cuffs tonight without more than an occasional whimper, if that. Work? Pretty minimal, even considering the leftovers from yesterday, and my boss left early so the month-end stuff I owe her can wait. Yay.

I destroy Nyarlathotep with my Tactical Nuclear Device!

Some years ago after the divorce when our branch of the family all still lived at the house on 16th Avenue, my kids and I were in the habit of attending Games Night over at Richard Tatge's place. One of the games we became fond of (and eventually invested far too much money in) was Chaosium's Mythos, a collectible card game that required you to complete a story in order to win. You also had to maintain a minimum of sanity by beating off other players' attacks - not an easy task, because the story you had to complete was almost always based on the Cthulhu Mythos of H.P. Lovecraft. The base game was quite popular, and spawned a pair of expansion sets: Dreamlands and New Aeon, which incorporated works by other authors as well as more modern conspiracy theories into the game. Thus it was that players could serve as U-boat commanders in the Miskatonic U. ROTC program, fly 747s for the FBI, or annihilate elder gods with tac nukes found in a Moscow psychiatric hospital.

Coincidentally, there was this fellow named Charles Stross...
( Do you want to know more? )

Spent too much time staring at the internets this morning; as a consequence, wound up taking the train into work and courting death by bagel. The leg is a lot better now that I've started the amoxicillin (bastard pharmacists and their God-cursed childproof caps) and the Rocephin has finished rampaging through my system; I should be able to go back to using the pressure cuffs tonight without more than an occasional whimper, if that. Work? Pretty minimal, even considering the leftovers from yesterday, and my boss left early so the month-end stuff I owe her can wait. Yay.