Well, hopefully.
Tonight is our Dungeons and Dragons game, quite easily the sexiest in all of London. Two knockout babes at my table, rolling dice. I'm not above actually photographing them and making mail order calendars for lonely geek gamers in the Midwest, who have never seen anyone with a bra talk knowingly about mind flayers or the dangers of a critical fumble. There may be a new business venture here in the offing--Busty Dice Slingers Volume One may be on the shelves of a disreputable store near you soon.
Other than that, it would be nice to get back to Final Fantasy XII--but Dearest Wife will not release the PS2 from her Guitar Hero II grip. So it might just be me and World Of Warcraft yet again, enjoying the pleasures (?) of grinding towards sixty. (The chatlines in Azeroth were real Mensa level last night--players were playing knock knock jokes ('Who's there?' 'Mike Hunt." LOL!)
And the rest of you?
3 comments:
Gaming? Shouldn't you have been writing your Doctor Who submission?
It's only 1,000 words there, brother. I will get it in time, don't worry. And then you and I can make millions and finally make that K-9 Vs. Mothra movie we've been talking about for years.
Hm... I didn't even know London had any D&D groups, never mind ones with smoking hot babes (the best kind of babes, natch!). That's where the action is!
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