It is absolutely killing me that I can’t talk about playing in the WPT Hollywood Home Game last night.
I’ll have to save the specifics for the forthcoming story (working title: “lying in hollywood”) but I think I can safely say (without violating any of the NDAs I signed) that I had an incredibly good time, and that everyone involved in the production of that show: the Travel Channel execs, the series producers, Mike, Vince, Shana (sigh) and all the poker pros . . . every single person there is So. Freaking. Cool.
It’s a classy production they’re running there, and I still can’t believe that I got to be part of it. I can’t wait until I get to play with them again!

My friend Martin, who is in my gaming group, wrote a PDF for Mongoose called “The Quintessential Aristocrat,” and it was just published this week.
I think a few gamers read WWdN, and they may want to take a look at it. Martin’s an incredibly creative guy (sadly, our characters don’t know each other in this campaign, yet, so we’re reduced to giving each other shit out of character the entire play session, mostly centered around Martin’s always fabulous choice of footwear) and it’s worth a look, if you’re into playing Aristocrats, or just making your buddies think you are one.
*sniff* Cheers.
(Uhm. Yeah. Looks like I need to read it, too.)

Every other Wednesday night is D&D night at my friend Cal’s, but I couldn’t go tonight . . . I wanted — no, that’s not right. I needed — to stay home and be a dad.
. . . isn’t that cool? A few years ago, I would have really agonized about not being able to go play, and I probably would have ended up going, anyway . . . but I came to a realization when I was out running today: all I want in this world is to be a husband and a father. Everything I do, the writing, the acting, the voice overs . . . all of that is just a means to an end, so I can come home, and enjoy my family. It’s a big change from a few years ago, when I was myopically preoccupied with trying to Prove To Everyone That Quitting Star Trek Wasn’t A Mistake.
Writing in my blog, and then Dancing Barefoot, and Just A Geek helped me find perspective in my life, and though it took a few years, I’ve finally realized what’s important to me, and why.
I still love creating, but when I audition, I’m doing it for me now. I’m out there, doing my best because it makes me happy, and if my best ends up being the best, and that happens to land me a job, then that’s even better. If it doesn’t work out, it’s not the end of my life: I have a wife and stepkids to come home to, who I absolutely adore. And when the creative bug bites, happiness is just a keyboard away.

It’s been a rather busy week (even though it’s only half over) for me and Anne, and she wanted everyone to know that she’s working on her marathon entry in every spare minute she has . . . she just doesn’t have very many of them right now.
Also, it looks like we’ve fixed everything that needed fixing, and comments are back. I’ve missed the interaction more than I thought I would, and I’m glad we’ve gotten out shit together again. Thanks to Loren and Josh 🙂

I’ve been interested in the case of the West Memphis Three for a couple of years. I won’t go into the details here, (there are more details in the link) but I think a grave injustice has been done, and it needs to be corrected.
The WM3 are really up against it now, and I’ve donated an autographed copy of Dancing Barefoot to be auctioned on eBay. 100% of the final bid will be donated to their legal defense (defence, for you non-Americans) fund.
The last auction of Barefoot hit around $150, for St. Jude’s, and I think that rocks pretty damn hard. Every single bit helps, so if you’re looking for a Barefoot of your own, and you want to help out what I think is a very good cause, you know what to do.