Friday, September 30, 2005

Role Playing

So yesterday when i got home from work I was talking to good ol' Audrey on IM again. Seems like Miss Ramblings has some trouble with California Forest Fires right now. So i hope everything is okay for her right now, she was telling me that when you went outside it was like smoking a cigarette. There was ash everywhere, and the sky was red. It sounded very scary.

We were talking about celebrities I would like her to meet so i could get there autographs, I mention David Boreanaz from the TV show "Angel". She told me her roomate forced her to watch the show, now she is hooked.

I told her in my infinite dorkdom, that I hate wrote a part of the role playing game. She said really, and then asked, Whats a role playing game? I asked her if she heard of Dungeons and Dragons? She said she thought she had. So she was intrigued and but had to go. I had told her I had a case of bloggers block and that was a good thing to write about.

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There is the proof that I helped write part of the book. A very small part but I am immortalized as a writer for as long as books live.

Basic jist of role playing, you and a group of friends sit around a table, or living room as in the case of my apartment. One person is called the game master. His job is to create a story. Some game masters spend weeks ironing out plaot twist, what is going to happen to everyone, right down to what music is playing in the background. Me, I normal spend three hours before the game figuring all this out.

Everyone else creates a character. Most role playing games let you play anything that would be availiable in a game world. You could be anything from a suave Doctor, to an accountant that thinks he is a ladies man. You just put in stats, and you could be ready to go in a 15 minutes.

Here is a short scenario of how a game would run.

Game Master (GM): You enter the front door of the estate with your guns drawn. There is not much light coming from inside the house, ahead of you is a long hallway, with two doors on the right , a stair case on the left. Several items line the hall, a desk, a coat rack. What are you doing?

Player1 (p1): I am walking in to the home, and walking up to the stair case, pointing my gun up and looking to see if I see anything.
Player2 (p2): I am going to walk to the first door on the right, put my ear to the door. Do I hear anything?

GM: Roll your listen.(When using a stat you role a die normally, add that number to your skill, and you have to try to beat my target number. If not then you fail) Player one as you look up the stairs, you dont see anything at first because of the lack of light. However a passing car projects a shadow on the wall that looks strange. What are you doing?

(P1): I will continue up the stairs.

GM: P2 you hear nothing. The door is locked.
Well you get the idea. I always loved to role play and being a writer it was always a creative outlet for me. I used to be really good at running the games. But now I give up if the people look bored for to many sessions, my stories are not up to par. Thats okay i am working on a novel that would be a perfect RPG setting also.

I spent an hour telling the ex about the back ground story of what the novel and game was about. Now I just have to sucker my friends into playing it. Its what i do on my Saturday nights normally. I am a member of the Evansville Gaming Guild. We play at a place Called Comic Quest. Its geek heaven. Its no wonder I cant get laid.

I have been role playing for about 15 years or so. I enjoy it. Its a good way to hang out with your friends. Alot of time we end up talking about other stuff. Just about every friend I have had has sat around a table and played one game or another.

I do not dress in funny costumes. I do not turn it into a sexual fantasy, spending my time thinking of elven women in chainmail bikinis. I t just something I like to do. I hope that helps a little Audrey. I also hope those fires are not getting to close to you. Good luck and stay safe.

Friday, September 23, 2005


I added a link to the side of my profiel for a site i would hope you guys would visit. It goes to my buddy Wil. He is one of the 4 best friends I had in high School. I have wrote about him a few times in my blog.

He is a Pro wrestler, trained in taking bumps. He wrestled for awhile with a federation called Chaos Pro wrestling. They were an "Outside Independt" wrestling fed. Dont dare call them the backyard wrestlers, they are trained, they started out wrestling on a deck covered in carpenting. The rings rope were not even real enough for them to bounce off of, and yes the wrestled hardcore.

Florecent lights, barbwire, thumbtacks. They used it. These guys were tough, and also a nice bunch when we all went out to eat at Nicks.

Wil is a nice guy and does not have any clue what a blog was, so he started his own. So if you could please send some traffic his way i much appreciate it.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Blog From the Past

Here is something Constant reader that I am going to try. You have seen how sad i have been, now let me go back and start where I was once happy. I am going to do several blogs as if they were actually written on this days and how I was feeling.
I did not start my blog until May of this year so these are how i would have written my blog on this day.

January 23rd 1998 3:01 AM

Meeting Sarah

Where do i begin. I cant sleep and I was not going to tell you guys about this until more than likely Sunday night, but I just can't wait. I can't sleep and some of you are probably wondering how my date went with the new girl, Sarah.

We met at Books A Million in Evansville. It is one of the only places I know in Evansvile where we can sit down and talk over a cup of coffee. So I arrive, she told me what she was going to wear, a white mickey mouse t-shirt. I had no picture of here so i had no clue what she would look like, that made me a little nervous.

At first when i spotted her, in my mind i was picturing something i would not even think about going out with. But then I looked again, and i seen a gorgeous girl, with long dark hair.

She was sitting and staring at her cup. She had on glasses, and she looked nervous. I went over and introduced myself. When i got closer, my heart sank a little. I was floored with how pretty she was. I was very much awed at her beauty, I can't say that enough. So much so that i thought this girl is going to talk to me for 15 minutes and up and walk away.

I sat down and we began to talk. At first she seemed to watch everyone walking around. Like she was not even interested in me. But as things progressed we began to chat about common stuff. Reading, friends. She is a college student at the University of Southern Indiana. She is from Bloomington Indiana, where IU is located. She is probably a Bobby Knight fan, but she is too cute to hold that against her. :)

After sitting for 2 hours we got up and walked around. I showed her my favorite books, the Dragonlance series. I seen there was a new one I need to pick up. Have to do that with my next paycheck. She told me she had a tattoo of Kermit the Frog on her stomach, she told me she would show it to me later.

Well we eventually journeyed outside and stood around i the parking lot. It was very windy and cold, butwe were having a very goodtime talking. As we stood around however, she confessed something to me. She said in her profile that she was a non smoker. She was not, she was quitting but wanted to finish up this last pack. She asked if it was okay that she have a cigarette.

If that is the only thinkg wrong with this girl than by gosh, I can deal with the fact she is a smoker. After awhile are faces were numb from the cold. I rubbed my hands together and for warmth, then placed them on both sides of her face.

It eventually got to cold outside we got into my car. The book store had closed, so my little 79 chrysler labaron was fired up. We talked for a while longer. I told her the longest I ever talked to a girl was my last girl friend Keely, for 65 hours.

Lets see if we can beat that record. So we fogged up the windows on the car talking. Then i started writing her name on the wind shield. She then started drawing a highway and "Eight Wheelers" I tried to explain that they are called Eighteen Wheelers. She laughed and said she felt like a dork.

It was not long till I reached over to kiss her. Sudenly we seen lights from the car in front of us flare up. Scared us for a minute so i did not kiss her. We waited to see if they were leaving, but the lights went out again. Odd, so finally I could not wait any longer and I went to kiss her again. This time when i seen the lights on the car i front of us, I knew what it was.

My leg kept hitting the turn signals on my car, and the lights were the turn signals reflecting off the cars head lights. So then I felt like a dork. I could not contain myself any longer. I started to kiss her, and to my suprise she must have liked me to, because she began to kiss me back.

We made out in my car for over a half an hour. Then we made plans for tonght. She is going to cook me dinner. And I am going to hang out at her campus aprtment, bevause her roomies all went home for the weekend. Awesome. I have no idea where USI is but i am meeting her at Books a Million again and following her to her apartment.

When I got home this morning I went to my parents bedroom and woke up my dad, well he was kind of already awake. I couldnt wait to show him Sarah's picture. He said she was very pretty. And told me i lucked out on finding such a pretty girl. He made some kind of comment she is definately prettier than that slut Keely. I had to agree.

i cant wait for tonight, i am so excited. but i need to get some sleep, if not I wont be worth a shit tomorrow. I have never been this happy and hopeful about my future.

Good night,

Comments are always welcomed

Robert "Hendersonman" Wood

Sunday, September 18, 2005


So I was talking to Audrey Friday on Yahoo IM. Asking her about LA and the wild partying of Hobbit Worshipers. It was interesting to know that LA traffic is so awful that it takes her an Hour to get home.

She then asked about Evansville, where I live. She asked if it was all cows and corn fields. I tried to the best of my knowledge how to describe where I live. Yes there are a few cornfields outside of the city limits, but the countryside his shrinking and the city is getting bigger.

In fact where i live now is almost the same place I lived 6 years ago. When we were surrounded by a cron fields. Now the city is expanding and i am not 30 sec. away from a grocery store, a subway, my bank, and a hobby shop.

Over 121,000 people call Eville home. We are the second highest divorce rate in the US. Right behind Las vegas. We have two malls, okay really only one good mall. I live about 10 minutes from. They have a video game store and the people actually know me by first name.

We have several golf courses but I dont go there, cause i dont play golf. We have several swiming pools, but I dont go there because I cant swim. We have a riverboat Casino. I have not been there in a long time. It is one of the biggest employers in the area. We are 45 minutes away from a new toyota plant, that also supports a major percentage of the Evansville area.

We are bording on the Ohio River, and our city is in southern Indiana so we are right across the river from Henderson, KY where I was born and raised. We have a lot of bars for a city our size. I never really go to them. We had a comedy club but they closed down and are thinking of moving into the Riverboat Complex in the future.

We have a lot of gas stations. Gas right now is going for $2.69 a gallon here. Still a bit up from normal. We have a lot of Blockbusters. We have a place called Comic Quest, where I play role playing games at on most Saturday nights. I am a geek and readily admit that.

Not much else to say about Evansville. Our downtown looks kinda of gothic. Its home. I would not really want to live anywhere else right now. Who knows I might decide to up and move out of town one day.

So to clarify, there is more than corn in Indiana

Friday, September 16, 2005

Doing a Good Deed

Last night as I was leaving work. Across the parking lot at the gas station, they were changing the sign for gas pries. A man was walking through the parking lot, with a cane. He was blind. He was asking the women in the parking lot something, and Jon and i were talking as we walked to our cars.

He must have heard us, because he called out. he needed someone to help him get across the highway about a mile up the road. He told me that he had someone give him a ride to the church nearby becuase he was told they could give him a little money for a trip he was taking in the morning on a Greyhound bus. When the church could not help him, the guy that gave him the ride abadoned him.

He offered me the only dollar in his pocket to drive him across the highway. I told him not to worry about it. I could tell he was blind, his eyes were messed up. He could see a little bit, like he could see car headlights and the red/green lights. He had a little white can that he used to move around.

I know its not smart to pick up people that I do not know. Yet at the same time i always feel like I have to help out people in need. My life is not going to good so its not like I need anymore bad karma in my life. He made polite conversation along the way. I felt sorry for him. Besides to qoute my ex wifes grandfather, "If its my time to go then the good lord is going to take me anyway." Thats what he would tell his family when he was alone and he would pick up hitchikers. They hated it when he did that. Always afraid someone would hurt him.

He did at one point ask me for a few dollars for his trip. I did not have any cash on me.I told him that and he said to me, " I beleive you, you seem like the type of guy if you had it you would give it to me." That actually felt good to hear. Most people think I am a joke. I told him I would give him one of the 2 liters i had bought myself before I left work to take with him. He told me thank you. Then I forgot to give it to him when he got out of the car.

I hope he found some cash before he left for his trip today. By the way did I mention he was black. yeah I know, I am just a racist right. Funny what we see when we need to see it.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Seen this and thought I would do it too ABC

A- Age you got your first kiss: 20 (Sad I know)
B - Band listening to right now: i'm not.
C - Crush(s): Not any of not right now
D - Dad's name: Douglas (Deceased)
E - Easiest person [people] to talk to: Allan (Xbox live buddy from England)
F - Favorite band at the moment: Not a real band buff
G - gummy bears: I only love the chewy hard gummy bears.
H - Hometown: Henderson Kentucky
I - Instruments: Played a Song Flute Once
J - Juice: Orange
K - Kids: Two dogs, Buster (minpin) and tiki (pug) Ex has "custody"
L - Longest car ride ever: 10 hours Driving to Florida
M - Mom's name: Deborah
N - Nicknames: Rob, Hendy, Hendersonman
O - One wish: That I can find someone to love me
P - Phobia[s]: Water, Fire, Heights
Q - Quote: Not sure of any right now
R - Reason to smile: Kicking ass on Halo 2 on the Xbox
S - Song you sang last: "Paint it Black"
T - Time you woke up [today]: 7:45 and not in my own bed :)
U - Unknown fact about me: When i was 3 I accidentally killed a kitten when i tried to give in a boat ride in a toy boat by shoving it through the windows :(
V - Vegetable you hate: Beets, Spinach
W - Worst habit(s): Biting my finger nails
X - X-rays you've had: dental and an xray i had when i was about 3 and i dont remember what it was for
Y - Yummy food: Subway Chicken Pizzaoli, Grilled or spicy chicken
Z - Zodiac sign: Taurus

Wednesday, September 14, 2005


This week I have been on a Psuedo Vacation. I have to work 2 days this week, so its not a full vacation. I traded off about 25 xbox, gamecube, and xbox games. Which gave me quite a bit of game credit. So i was able to buy3 games and preorder three games, but hey least I have something new to do this week.

So I am sitting here on my computer, when my little email message alert pops up. I check my email and it is a flirt from someone from a personals site I dont remember registering for myself.

And I get this as a flirt. sent you this flirt:

My mother would like you!

Login to flirt back.


Age: 27
Bull Valley,
United States

Now I highlighted the two phrases. I am sure this is an ad but it is still no more depressing. First I have never heard of Bull Valley Illinois. Yet a 27 year old girl sends me a flirt saying her mom would like me. I AM 28 YEARS OLD

So I find that a little sad. I also found it to be a little funny.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Another Song

Gary Allen

Best I ever Had

A song about my life if there ever was one.


So you sailed away into a grey sky morning
Now I'm here to stay, love can be so boring
And nothing's quite the same now
I just say your name now.

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You don't want me back
You're just the best I ever had.

So you stole my world, now I'm just a phony
Remembering the girl leaves me down and loney
Well send it in a letter
Make yourself feel better.

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You dont want me back
You're just the best I ever had.

And it might take some time to patch me up inside
but I cant take it so I, I run away and hide
And I might find in time that you were always right
You're always right.

So you sailed away into a grey sky morning
Now, I'm here to stay, love can be so boring
Was it what you wanted?
Could it be I'm haunted?

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You dont want me back
You're just the best I ever had.

You're just the best I ever had

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

I believe my Ex-Wife is moving to West Virginia

Okay not really, but in keeping with the times. My ex wife spent Sunday Night/Monday Morning Coon Hunting. I was asked to watch the dogs this weekend so she could ride four wheelers and go Coon Hunting. And from the sound of things, they did not catcha single coon.

I think my ex wife is becoming more red neck everytime I see her. Next she will have overall ands and a spitoon. At least she is having fun I guess.

Me I went over to Matt and Jeff's Saturday night with Jarrod and Jesse. Because i had nothing better to do on a Saturday night then folllow Jarrod around a grocery stores so who could buy shish ka-bobs skewres

We ordered pizza, and watched a british show called Coupling. Oh my gosh, that show is hilliarous. I used to not care much about british humor, but I guess that was before I began speaking to the british. By the way if you are ever in England on a train and a man who call himself Rob from America, its probably my buddy Alan. He says if he acts american its easier to pick up women over there. I told him I was going to act like a Brit and see if it help. So maybe I will do the rest of my blog in Brit Speak.

Ello! Top of the morning to you fine folks. Would you like a spot of tea. Sorry to see how bad that Bloody Hurricane destroyed New Orleans. Well Tata Cherrie ho

Okay never Mind

I hope everyone knows there family that were affected by the hurricaines is okay. Everryone have a good night.

Friday, September 02, 2005

looking to the Stars

Audrey had wrote a post a few days called Missing the Stars. It really touched me deep somewhere in my heart. So tonight I went outseide and looked at them again. Its been awhile since I realy have. I bet its been about a year.

Often in high school i would lay sprawled out in the fresh cut grass of the front yard of our mobile home lot. With my hands behind my head and just staring at the sky. Then my parents bought a ford van, and we quit driving the station wagon. After that i would lay on the hood of that car and stare at the sky. Most of the time i would beg go to bring someone to love me. Sometimes i would even fall asleep underneath the stars from the hood of that station wagon.

Life moved on, my neighbor Kristen and i would often lay out and look at the stars at night. She was three years younger than me but we talked as equals. We spent almost every waking moment together. Her and Ben were my best friends. I loved her. I have not talked to her in years. I don't think she cared much for Sarah. I don't think she cared much for Keely either, she never warned me to stay away from Sarah. She did Keely.

I heard she is getting married soon. Her mom works with Ben. Some days I wish she was still around us, she moved away to college. She would tell me about what I should be doing with my life. And Since I have known her since she was 9 I would listen to her advice. maybe.

As I got older I got my own car after I graduated from High School and started my first job. Dubbed by my dad as, "Bubba's Banana Boat". He was such a great guy and I really miss him too. I would lay out on it, and look at the stars.

Then there is when my buddies Mike and Will tried to teach me judo. I learned fighting maunevers, stances, and throws. I was strong and took a liking to it. We would all spar in the front yard. I would spend a lot of time staring at the sky when I would get thrown for a loop.

WHen I moved in with Sarah, it was a lot harder to stare at the sky. We lived in an apartment and had nowhere to lay and stare at the sky. It would be over two years before i really studied the sky again.

The next time I would really look at the stars would be in January of 2000. From the outdoor jacuzzi of French Lick Spring Resorts on our honeymoon. I can still remember the feelings i had that first night under stars in the frigid January air. Making out in a hot tub and literally feeling like we were the only ones in a HUGE Hotel.

We moved to a house, it was far away from alot of the bright lights, and it was on the North end of town. Sometimes Sarah and I would lay a blanket out on the ground, bring a few pillows and just lay out there.In each others arms. Listening to crickets chirp, and watching the lightning bugs blink in and out. Most of the time we would come in after an hour or so and slip off to our rooms, and make love.

The last time before tonight that I looked at the sky was after Sarah left me. I was in the back of our house. Crying and asking God why he would take her from me. Why she had not come home yet. Why he felt the neccisaty to take the only thing I ever loved away from me. I am not sure where me and God stand right now. I am not sure why I even still believe. I am not sure why a diety with invinite power could see how a person who had only one thing going for him, one piece that made his life worth living, and decide to snatch it away like a thief in the night.

So who knows were I will be when I look to the sky for any amount of time in the future. I would hope I would have a more clear path in mind when i do. Maybe my life will be in a better place. I am not saying now its all bad, but I can definately see how I would make it better if i had the possibilites.The sad thing is that we look to the skies, and we feel comfort. Hope that if something like that can shine for that long, then maybe we can all shine in our futures too.

Well guys good night, this blog is over, its been a few weeks since I creid but this drudged up some memories.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Gas Prices, and I am sick, still

Okay. I was working today when I went to the back room of the video store, and seen my cell phone had a text message. The only person who ever text messages me is my ex wife. So i open it up, and I get a short message of extreme panic.

All the major cities are out of fuel, and thwy will not be getting any fuel soon.

I was kinda worried. People around here go crazy easily. I went to the grocery and people were buying up the bread and milk. I am not sure why people buy milk in bread in a panic. It just weird.

3.29 was the price of gas here. i know in other places i am sure it was much higher. But to us thats highway robbery. I am broke and will be broke wehn i get payed next week. So i had to have mom mail me a check cause i am not going to have gas money if it gets up to $5 a gallon.

I am feeeling better today, however, my right ear feels really clogged, i can barley hear out of it. Its the same ear my Xbox live headset uses, and so it sounded like my online team mates were underwater.
Well Not much else to say, going to jump ship. Not much else to say. Talk to you later.