||[Sep. 13th, 2011|07:43 am]
timing belt. Oh, joy.So the minivan broke down while Greg & Robb were out running errands on Friday. We thought initially it was the serpentine belt, but no, turns out it's the |
The mechanic is currently working on figuring out whether it's fixable to the tune of about a thousand bucks, or whether there's engine damage, in which case it would be several thousand bucks to fix and we'll be shopping for a new vehicle instead. Interestingly, I felt a lot less irritable yesterday after finding out it was going to cost a lot of money regardless than I was when I was still waiting for them to call.
We finished up Jeff's Eberron campaign on Saturday with a suitably epic final confrontation. The details would probably just confuse you unless you'd been there for the whole thing, but I have to give our GM kudos for having it be, for once, the right thing to do to destroy the magic crystal of plot and release the ancient uber-demon trapped inside (because all the dragons circling overhead promptly kicked its ass and re-bound it better).
I visited with Sarah a week ago Saturday, and she told an anecdote about a coworker who was excited about finding a colleague to go on leisurely bike-rides with. And then the first time they got together, the colleague was all, "Great! Our group is doing sprints up Flagstaff Mountain today." Which is to say, especially with outdoor activities here in Colorado, there's a tendency for people to become unexpectedly and freakishly hardcore about their hobbies.
And then on Thursday it was Games Night at Chris's. And... yeah. I do think that, as a group, we generally do a good job of being open and welcoming to the non-hardcore; it's not a requirement to join in. Butwhen you get a table full of regulars, we tend to go at it pretty fast. After a game of Rune Wars (a new title), Bryan and Joe and I banged out a quick(!) game of Race for the Galaxy before it was time to go home. I'm happy to report that playing the computer version of RftG has not actually ruined it for me, I think in large part because the tabletop version doesn't have auto-calculated scores to tell you that you're not going to win it when you're only at the halfway mark.
We have a check-in meeting at work on Thursday, and I am going to have to do some review to come up with a list of what I've been doing lately. Because even though there were a Lot of Things, I can't for the life of me bring them to mind...
If I were to join you on Games Night, I would annoy you to no end with my questions, which would include:
"Why am I rolling this die and not that die?"
"Wait, which of my powers does that?"
"Why is your character picking on miiiiiine?"
and you would hate me. The end.
This is board games night, thought, not role-playing games, so your lines are:
"When do I roll the dice, again?"
"Wait, does money count toward victory at the end?"
"Why are you attacking meeeeee? He's the one that's winning!"
Your all-purpose phrase for any RPG scenario: "Can I do an observation roll?"
Don't know what kind of minivan, but if the engine's been trashed by the T-belt failure, perhaps the most cost-effective repair is a good used engine -- all cars run on used parts! See here
, searchable used auto parts clear across North America. You can constrain the search by locale, and results list all interchangeable years and models, sorted by price, with notes (vehicle mileage, etc.).Edited at 2011-09-13 06:56 pm (UTC)
Hey, that's really good to know. Thanks!
Terrific, nothing exotic. The yards are crawling with them. That's a cinch to find a "juicy" (low-miles, good-shape) engine assembly ready for your tech to swap in with minimal risk, hassle, or repairs beforehand (put in new consumables -- serpentine belt, oil filter, etc.)
(and in fact, it's a very good bet my brief former employer, story here
, has one. 303-761-0112.)
Happily, there was no engine damage. But that's an excellent reference! I got a replacement driver's seat at a you-pull-it place once; dunno if it was Colorado Auto and Parts, but it could have been.
The nice thing about John's GM style is that if we come up with a better ending, he's all for it. Like the Call of Cthulhu where we were supposed to throw innocent homeless people to the Big Bad, run like hell, and hope some of us got out alive while he was chowing down. Instead we threw the Big Bad into the Vortex of Whatever He Was Trying To Do It's Lovecraft So That Was A Bit Vague, and he blowed up good.
Also, he had a dog made out of human hands, so we threw that in, too.
he had a dog made out of human hands
Well, human parts. It was set during the Depression. This guy was cutting up hobos to make a hellhound. As you do.
This is what we were doing just before we caught the boat to Giant Green Ape Island, the time you played with us. So the whole being attacked by giant spiders and set on fire thing? Really not so bad. Plus we got to eat a parrot.
Ha! I'm amused that this was the take-away from the afternoon. But it's true. The hardest part of joining any group is ascertaining whether they're hardcore or just happy for the company. In almost all things I'm a bike with a bell kind of girl... and at times this makes me hesitant to participate at all.. not because I don't want to join in, but because I need to know if it's okay to maintain that leisurely pace.
Geeks get strangely intense about certain things... I am not immune, though I suspect I am currently without an obsession. Be ware!