So…
If anyone’s been paying really close attention they’ve probably noticed disappearing posts. Here’s what happened: I wrote a thing, and maybe I posted it before it had been proofread properly. Then I woke up (not hung over, I’m a professional (in the sense that I’m good at it, not because I’m making lots of money)) and realised that what I’d written made no sense (okay, that’s not professional at all). I don’t even just mean that it was stupid. It looked like marzipan had gotten drunk and started talking about music. Seriously. Marzipan is made of almonds.
Anyway, that happened, then, Gary Gygax died. I thought about calling into work sick, but I didn’t do it for Hunter S. Thompson, I don’t think I should do it for any childhood heroes I didn’t actually know. I apologize for the sketchy link, but it’s the first one I saw. I think I’m going to bury my favourite dice for him, when I get a chance. Sure, I’m going to fail some throws because of it, but he needs them more.
I’ll fix things soon, so they make sense.