Dust off and nuke the site from orbit?

Tonight was Murdock's BESM game. This time we accomplished things, although not anything really *useful*.

( game summary )

Note to GM -- and yes, I've pointed this out to the GM (his response: 'whatever') -- the 'do anything' magical power does NOT give you level 3 in any other power at level 3. Level three is 'short duration, moderate powered effects'. Which is still totally twinky, but not as twinky as Umbra being LITERALLY BETTER AT LITERALLY EVERYTHING THAN EVERYONE ELSE IN THE PARTY.

Even ignoring that, though, whoever wrote BESM was on crack. It's the worst system I've ever played.

Prescient dreams!

Pulling out of my parking space in the lot today after work, I went backwards a little too far -- not paying much attention as the garage was totally empty, since everyone else had taken friday off to extend the long weekend -- and scraped up the side of the car (more) against a cement pillar (again).

I'm glad I don't care about body damage, or this sort of thing would get expensive.

Omens...

Today I spent doing three things. The first two were normal -- reading comic books (including the last graphic novel of the Invisibles which was written in @#$% Martian or something because I couldn't make heads or tails or slimy tentacle-things out of it because I'm not schizophrenic) and playing video games (namely, Neverwinter Nights, a fan-made module where you're a paladin who adopts an evil drow and tries to redeem her).

The third was to drive back and forth across Lake Washington to my sister's place to check on her dog Mikey while she's on vacation (apparently the dogsitter they hired didn't work weekends?), and it's a long, scary drive -- the worst part is where I have to merge from the left onto I-5 and immediately exit on the right after slipping through five lanes of traffic. There and back both have me doing that.

But that's not the scary thing. The scary thing is that all day other people kept slamming their cars into other cars, and poles, and walls, and pillars, in parking lots, just like in my @#$% dream. Four times, today. Like, what the hell?