This flu/cold type thing is really kicking my butt. I've Been sick for more then 10 days, and in the last two used 4.5 rolls of toilet paper to blow my nose goodness knows how many times.
and theres plenty more where that came from. I think my entire food supply is being turned into gobs of....
AAAAnyway.
I'm tired so I'll leave you WitH #2
I'm playing Kingdoms of Camelot with a roudy bunch of nutters. The goal is to build kigdoms up with ore, stone, wood and food. You build differant structures to build a thriving community and use resources you grow and harvest yourself to build higher. You can build armies and attack others for their resources or just for competitions sake.
All kinds of fun. So I'm working away at building up a good city, and a warning comes in, that my scouts have spotted an incoming attack. I give orders and the city comes to life preparing for combat. The excitement of the first battle comes over the troops. The city defenses are set in place and the wait begins.
And we wait, and wait, and wait. A half an our later the indications are in that they are almost upon us.
Then they are there. 15 Militia men stumble into the outskirts of my city and fall into spiked pit traps to die.
I could imagine the cry from a lowly city guard on my walls "What in the Heck was that? Fifteen drunks from an hour away? Seriously?"
It was rather anticlimactic, but sort of funny too.
Take care of yourselves
Roving Jack
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
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