Kickstarters and Chainmail Bikini

I haven’t talked about our dice business in awhile. That may be due to my beached whale level of pregnancy activity, followed by my hunchbacked snail level post-delivery, followed by my (just named) gluttonous sloth status currently.

Inspired by said baby-making costs, Kevin has been putting a lot more into the family business. We’re talking even more special sets, like stone dice sets.

Blue Jasper Dwarven Stones® Dice Set

We’re talking handmade gaming candles; like Hunter’s Mark, Wizard’s Library, and Chainmail Bikini.

Chainmail Bikini Gaming Candle

And, we’re talking Kickstarters.

Music

Back when we first started selling dice, the sets we carried were unique. They came from the same people, who purchased from the same factory, and were limited to what everyone knew in terms of plastics and innovations.

Nowadays, your grandma can be contacted by sneaky Chinese manufacturers who just ran off with someone’s business idea funded by game nerds across the internet.

Business idea? Game nerds? I’m talking about Kickstarter: one of the coolest inventions since Bailey Bros. Building and Loan.

No longer tied to bank loans or grandma’s inheritance, entrepreneurs with business ideas can get the financial backing through millions of internet strangers. Our friends get their most interesting board games that way. They also showed us some dice sets they’d gotten, which set the idea-wheels in motion…

Because, this week, we’ve opened our very first Kickstarter. It’s for music dice. Kevin’s proposing their use for a bard, but they’d work for music teachers and music lovers as well. Where else can you get sharps and flats on a d6? Time signatures on a d4? Rests, bardic instruments, key signatures, notes, and bard stickers?

Bard Stickers

Yes, this is a sales pitch. Betcha couldn’t tell -right? Since you all know I hate sales, however, you should also know that I’m talking about these polyhedral music dice because I LOVE them. The music nerd and gaming nerd inside me is just tickled.

…Although I’d never play a bard.

Do you like gaming? Dice? Music? Long walks on the beach without that annoying bard playing his annoying ballads? If you do, or know someone who does, consider backing our Kickstarter. If not, no hard feelings.

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Roll to see what you’ll read from last week:
Wednesday, February 19: Described how happy torture makes me in, “Exercise is a Four-Letter Word.”

Thursday, February 20: “I Love Your Perfect Crow’s Feet,” a poem inspired by my noticing crow’s feet on my friends and loved ones.

Friday, February 21: Winner of the Weekly Terribly Poetry Contest. Congratulations to Doug and Charlcot!

Saturday, February 22: Announced the 60th Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. The theme is anniversaries. PLEASE ENTER!

And “Two Poetic Parodies.”

Sunday, February 23: “Rainbow in the Sky With Sparkles,” in response to Carrot Ranch’s prompt.

And an announcement acknowledging my 1000th post!

Monday, February 24: An inspirational quote by Härzenwort.

Tuesday, February 25: A poem, “Finding Happiness?

Wednesday, February 26: This post, plus “Houseplants and Mental Health” on The Bipolar Writer blog.

I also posted on my motherhood site. I wrote “Are You Going to Try for a Girl?,” and “Pre-Teen.”

 

Photo Credits: Dice, gaming candle, and stickers ©2020 Kevin Owens and Game Master Dice
Gifs ©2020 GIPHY

 

©2020 Chelsea Owens

If You Could Be Any Mythical Creature, What Would You Be?

Once upon a time, I had a boss who thought each employee on his team might benefit from sitting in on an interview. At the time I was working as a Quality Assurance Engineer for coded litigation documents. That fancy title meant I wore the most comfortable clothes possible without their being pajamas, worked in a cubicle corner that looked more and more like a cave every day, and frequently talked to my coworkers so that we didn’t start gnawing the upholstered walls out of boredom.

Quality control is mind-numbingly dull.

I was thus attired and thus mindsetted when said boss (we’ll call him Jim) alerted me to the interview and his expectation that I be there. I had no training in what to say but certainly knew I ought to have put on something fancier than jeans and a sweatshirt. At least I had shoes.

And so I went, attending my suit-clad supervisor. We met an expectant young man in the conference room. His name was(n’t) Mike. He also wore a suit. We shook hands all around and sat and organized papers and I pretended to know what I was doing.

“I see from your résumé that you worked at X…” Jim began. Fortunately, the questions and responses ran just like I’d seen in movies. I nodded at appropriate points, looked stern and interested at others, and added a (hopefully) relevant query when requested.

We were nearly finished, when Jim asked, “If you could be any mythical creature, what would you choose?”

Mike thought for a few seconds, then responded, “A ninja tiger.”

Besides the usual gamut of “Where do you see yourself in five years?,” “What experience do you feel you bring to X Company?,” and “Have you ever been in a stressful situation and how did you handle it?;” I knew some quirky interviewers pulled out a random question for fun (or, to my paranoid mind) for psychological assessment. When Mike, by all appearances a QA nerd, answered the way he did, I was surprised.

But Mike was/is a bit of an odd duck. I knew that because we hired him and I worked with him for at least a year. He enjoyed sitting at home and introvertedly watching hours of television, yet also bowled. And was quite good. He was quiet and reserved but walked the halls in a sort of sliding fashion. Yes, like a ninja. I believe he told me he had a black belt in karate despite having the physique of a toothpick.

Yes, this could very well be a post about judging people. Bad, bad Chelsea. Don’t judge.

I’m more interested in answering the same question posed to Mike: If you could be any mythical creature, what would you choose? I’m interested because of how that classifies us. People are complex beings. Sure, we relate to certain groups and often lump ourselves together with similar personalities and interests. Through a simple question about preferences, however, we can reveal a deeper aspect.

We can reveal a ninja tiger.

I’m not that cool. Most days I behave like a Grick, a “darkly colored worm or snake-like creature” that lays around caves and waits to grab things with its tentacles. Since I get to name my own preference, though, I’d love to be a phoenix or an imp or a dragon.

Flying, right? No-brainer.

How about you? What mythical creature would you choose? For bonus interview points, what do you think that might say about your personality?

Draconika

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In the real world, here’s what I wrote last week:
Wednesday, May 15: Wrote “Just Another Day in the Life,” and learned that I need to stop dusting.

Thursday, May 16: “Suddenly Spring,” a poem about …well, suddenly spring.

Friday, May 17: Winner of the Weekly Terribly Poetry Contest. Congratulations to Deb Whittam!

Saturday, May 18: Announced the 26th Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. The theme is engineering failures, real or imagined. PLEASE ENTER!

Sunday, May 19: “Tree Search Exclusive Tours, Ltd.,” in response to Carrot Ranch‘s prompt.

Monday, May 20: An inspirational quote by Timothy Leary.

Tuesday, May 21:”Wilhelmina Winters, Ninety-Four.”

Wednesday, May 22: Today.

I also posted all this week at my motherhood site. I wrote “Don’t Be so Hard on Yourself,” “Special Projects Take a Lot of Time and Mess,” and “A Poem, I Think.”

 

©2019 Chelsea Owens