(Full story at Kotaku.)
Author: Wil
Author, actor, producer. On a good day, I am charming as fuck.
reminder: I’ll be in Sacramento this weekend
This is just a reminder that I’ll be in Sacramento this weekend for the Sci-Fi/Horror convention From The Land Beyond (Saturday) and the anime convention Sacanime Comic convention SacCon (Sunday).
I just got a bunch of copies of Uchu, the latest Star Trek manga, so I’ll have those with me in addition to the usual compliment of books and stuff, including the last 40 or so copies of Sunken Treasure.
I sent an e-mail to everyone who demanded me on Eventful. It’s only 43 in Sacramento, but I spammed San Franciso, too, since it’s only a 90 minute or so drive. I think this is going to be a very small show, but everything indicates that it’ll be a lot of fun for everyone on both sides of the table. If you’re rollin’ it NorCal-style, I hope you’ll come out. It will be hellacool.
Updated to add: I fixed the name and linked the website for Sunday. Also, GOOD NEWS, EVERYONE! Billy West will be at the comic/anime show on Sunday.
And to clarify: The 15 year-old version of me you may be expecting from the website will not be attending. You’re going to be stuck with the 36 year-old version of me. Of course, if you give me five dollars, I’ll sigh heavily, roll my eyes, and tell you that you just don’t understand me! if you really want to see that other guy.
another awesome column from geekdad
I have to do a bunch of real work today, so I’m just going to point to a fantastic column at GeekDad that every GeekMom and GeekDad should read: Teaching Kids to Roleplay is Only Natural.
Children are born to role play.
It is one of the key ways in which children learn. Ok, so it isn’t all dice, paper and miniatures, but children have been creating their own RPGs forever. They don’t even use dice.
All the early childhood development professionals know this only too well. Children mimic and recreate the worlds – pre-school teachers set up pretend shops, pirate ships or moonscapes encouraging the creation of both real and make-believe worlds. In these worlds children adopt characters and create personalities in which they can test out behaviors and interactions. (sound familiar)
We know roleplaying is fun, educational and entertaining. So, how can we further foster this roleplaying in our children so it thrives beyond preschool?
One of the greatest challenges I had when I was trying to pass my love of RPGs along to my kids was finding a way to make the experience accessible and relevant to them. It was much harder than I thought it would be, because I approached the whole thing as a guy who had been doing it for almost 25 years. (Sweet Jeebus. Twenty-Five years. Allow me to fall down while that sinks in.) If I’d had something like this column to guide me, I may have been able to add two more pencil-and-paper gamers to the world, and wouldn’t end this post with a lament.
Sigh.
in which wil gets no work done
I have a theory, and it is mine. It goes like this: When I get up early in the morning and go straight to work, I produce an avalanche of words before I get tired, about nine hours later. When I get up later in the morning and go straight to work, I produce substantially fewer words, and never really feel all that motivated (unless I’m on a non-self imposed deadline) to really crank it out. When I get up early and have to do something – anything – before I go to work, I will be lucky to produce more than 100 words of any worth.
Yesterday and today support that theory. My ribs are nearly all healed, so I could finally go see the chiropractor and get the rest of me, which was knocked out of whack when I was fighting the kangaroo[1] and broke the goddamn ribs. She worked on me for an hour, and put my spine, neck, and jaw (yes, my jaw) back where nature intended them to be. For the first time in just over six weeks, I don’t have a sore back and a headache. Yay. Go me.
However, starting out my day at the doctor, then getting some stupid real life stuff done since I was already out of the house has reduced my motivation, fucos, and output to nearly zero.
307 words. That’s all I can do today, and it’s not even creative writing, it’s just this stupid blog post.
Well, there is a lesson hidden in this, I guess: When a talking bear bets you a hundred dollars and a box of wine that you can’t go three rounds with a kangaroo, just walk away, man. Just walk away.
[1] This is the official story. If you question this official story, you love the terrorists. That’s how it works in America now. You’ll just shut up if you know what’s good for you, Citizen!
Criminal Minds News
SpoilerTV has a press release about my episode of Criminal Minds!
THE BAU TEAM HUNTS FOR A SERIAL KILLER WHO STAGES CAR ACCIDENTS TO HIDE THE TRUE NATURE OF HIS CRIMES, ON “CRIMINAL MINDS,” WEDNESDAY, OCT. 22
William Mapother (“Lost”) and Wil Wheaton (“Numb3rs”) Guest Star
“Paradise” – A serial killer who disguises his victims’ demise by creating car accidents to mask their earlier deaths is the subject of a BAU manhunt, on CRIMINAL MINDS, Wednesday, Oct. 22 (9:00-10:00 PM, ET/PT) on the CBS Television Network. William Mapother (“Lost”) and Wil Wheaton (“Numb3rs”) guest star.
I keep seeing my name in press reports next to Jason Alexander and Luke Perry, and now I get to also be mentioned next to WIlliam Mapother! This just keeps getting better and better.
I am seriously afraid that I’m going to wake up. I hope they let me keep the flute.
Update: Semi-related to this (it’s a stretch, but if you don’t like it, you can go complain on the Internet), I just got an e-mail from Felicia Day, who says:
I’m the lead patient on “House” tomorrow night, Tuesday Sept. 23rd, 8/7c! The episode is called “Not Cancer” and I’m really proud of it. If you have a chance, please tune in!
Thank you!
OXOX
Felicia
Yay Felicia! I’ve never watched House, but Anne and Nolan love it. I’ll watch anything my friends are in, though, so I’ll be able to talk about it at the watercooler on Wednesday.
If, um, I had a watercooler. And didn’t work from home.
Hey, it’s the thought that counts, right? JEEZE! GIVE ME BACK MY RED STAPLER!