Fiddles, Freewrites, and Fighter-Bombers

There was a fiddler in the SUB today, playing excessively loud electric violin, so we picked up one of his CDs.  It turns out he plays hobbit music - not the happy sort of Tom Bombadil "hey down derry" hobbit music but darker and moodier hobbit music - and does it quite well.  It really makes me wonder why he was sitting there in a college cafeteria playing rock covers when he can make music this powerful.  I guess it's a niche, but still, it strikes me as curious.

I should probably explain what I'm doing here, seeing as this is first post and all.  My intent, as it currently stands, is to freewrite directly to the blogspot text fields and post whatever madness comes out directly onto the internet.  It's more of an exercise for me than for you, the readers, because honestly I don't know or care if anyone looks at these posts.  What does matter is that I do some writing, you know, dust off the buttons on the keyboard that aren't WASD and my hotkey rows.  I had the idea a few days ago, and it's been ruminating ever since.

Tertiarilly (it's a word now, fuck you) Dominion dropped today.  JEEBUS H, I want to get myself the little Guristas frigate, even though it's a pug-ugly camo-painted little halfbrick, because it's essentially the intersection of every skill point I've ever spent, and I can take it into restricted plexes to beat up Garst "I'm a little bitch" Tyrell.  Aside from that, well, the game is pretty, and the UI was designed to make it even more minimal and, by extension, even more damnably confusing, and they stuck new textures on planets.  My home planet, in particular - good old Kamela V - got a paint job that makes it look like it's been rubbed down with vaseline by Dr. Vortex himself.  I don't feel like working it out, but to give a rough sense of scale, individual clouds cross an area that, by my estimation, is the size of the state of Oregon in about a second.  I don't know what makes the wind blow that strong, but I kinda want to tape whatever it is on the back of my Drake and see if it can go any faster than an anemic bicyclist towing a tractor.

Aaaaand scene.