Quiet Man (02)

Late one night, while Davis slept, the denizens of the haunted campground rose from the pond and  shambled about his tent. They moaned wearily, their craving for flesh eternally unsatisfied. Their angry energy woke him from a sound sleep. He lay still and waited for morning, as their combined rage and horror was too great at this hour.

He rose with the sun and lit some incense. Chanting under his breath, he willed the unsettled forces that had woken the zombies to lie still and serene. Before long, he felt peace return to the campsite and went scavenging for his breakfast.

While walking along the shore he encountered one of the locals. His conversation led him to an ancient place of peace and calm. Davis spent much of the day climbing into the hills to where the ancient place waited.

Delighted, Davis prayed at the shrine for the rest of the day before getting in a shower at the gym. Thereafter, he waved at his new friend whenever he saw him and got into long conversations about philosophy and belief. After two weeks in Sunset Valley, Davis now had a friend.

END.

A Quiet Man (01)

Davis arrived in Sunset Valley with only his dreams and his pup tent. He'd  come from a distant monastery after months of meditation and prayer. His mentor and his fellow monks had given him the tent and a pair of sneakers as farewell gifts. With only a few simoleons to his name he set up in a haunted campground and cooked his first meal in his new home.

His first night was peaceful. He dreamed of his spirit animal - the creature who had summoned him to Sunset Valley.

Its reason for summoning him remained unknown but he was determined to unravel this and many other secrets.

The next day he rose early and went scavenging along the beach for fallen plantains. With bounty in hand he sat down to cook breakfast. Then he set about making the little campground more agreeable. Sadly, its last occupants had failed to show similar due diligence.

As he worked, Davis murmured softly to himself and wondered if his search for his spirit animal would be successful. His fellow monks were certain he'd only last a few months in the Gomorrah that was Sunset Valley. Davis felt strong and content - he was certain that he would not fail himself.

END.

An Adage

        Being an adult is expensive. My washing machine went up Thames back in May but because of reasons I was only able to get around to getting a new one recently. My dryer is still working but it's as old as the washer (could go any day) and it's usually cheaper to get the pair rather than one now and the other later. My devilish brain cooked up massive dollar signs but getting the pair (plus installation and taxes) is far less than I expected.

       Once I get these units shipped and installed (they take away the old units too!) then I can focus on my bathroom sick. My tap's been down a hole for a while and I'm well overdue to get a new one. And after that gets done I can focus on getting a new compy. Mine is Methuselan to say the least. I want something that will let me play TS3 (obviously) without needing to mess with the infamous 1.69 patch. Apparently Windows 10 is okay with TS3 these days. Or at least, there's a workaround because I am plummed if I am going to waste my life pretending to enjoy myself with TS4.

       Speaking of the Sims, I've been playing TS3 since it came out in 2009 but I do not for the life of me recall ever trying a 'homeless sim' game. So, my dude has a tent, a bonfire, a toilet and sink, and a pond to fish out of. That's about all. I just need to adjust his funds and he's good to go. Maybe I should remove the toilet and sink but I'm not by nature a draconian type. I wonder how he'll do in the winter.

Oh, and here are some random pics of my main family.

BYE.

Update on Schtuff

The watch never became a warning and no tornadoes came for a nightcap. A relief, eh? I wonder what Oz would be like. Anyway, we did not even get a thunderstorm out of this. The weather is lovely today and things look promising for the weekend.

Anyway, I'm reading a history of the police force. It's called 'Rise of the warrior cop' and it's about 'the militarization of America's police force' by Radley Balko. My cynic's heart is used to the grim and ominous but this is a worrying book. The U.S. needs cool and rational heads right now. Hmmm. This may take a while.

Oh, and I said good bye to a lovely sim-couple. Luckily the social worker came for the cats.

BYE.

On Watch

Conditions are favourable for a tornado. We are currently under a watch - one has not yet been sighted but it could happen. There are several tornado watches in southeastern Manitoba but no sightings. It's very humid and the wind was billowing about in the trees earlier today. Things have calmed down since then.

If there is a tornado incoming the cat and I are barricading ourselves in the bathroom. Touch wood and hope for the best. We've been under this watch since this afternoon. We were supposed to get a brutal thunderstorm this afternoon but nothing came of that. Maybe we'll see it tonight but the clouds are supposed to break up late tonight.

Am I worried? Not really. Just posting this because I have nothing else to post for the time being. If my next post comes from Oz, you'll know the tornado came for a visit.

BYE.