This morning when I woke up at 5:45 in the morning, very early in the morning, morning, morning, I learned of the existence of a roll playing game called “Jason Statham’s Big Vacation.”
And I would like some credit for not immediately, before six a.m., calling C. and screaming into the phone “You must take today off work, teach me how to play role playing games, find six other people who would find this as hilarious and awesome as me, and then we must play this game. Today. I’ll buy lunch. Woo!!!!”
Y’all, Wesley Snipes tries to ruin Jason Statham’s holiday. It’s wonderful.
Second, yesterday morning, I went to a women’s breakfast and talked to all these very prominent community members about Fort Negley. I was halfway through my talk when I realized I had been going on and on excitedly about body parts while these women were trying to eat. I was mortified.
They didn’t seem to mind, though.
And the questions and answer session was really fun. I think they had a good time and I had a great time.
Third, though not really delightful, many years ago, a dude gave me this old poster he had found in a barn that was just a bunch of anti-Semitic nonsense. I think he thought it was mysterious, so he framed it and gave it to me. I turned the poster over and used the frame for something else.
Recently, he made noises like he might want the poster back so he could “study it and figure it out.” (Or so he could have an excuse to reinsert himself back into my life, I suspect.)
So, I took it out last night to look at it for the first time in years, and thanks to all this bombing nonsense, it’s utterly clear what it is–a map of the cosmology of Christian Identity, which I don’t think is still called that, but is a weird, racist theology that posits that Cain was a result of Eve fucking the serpent.
And I laughed because it made me feel like I’ve been on the path to writing this book for a long time.
But I tell you what, too. It made me wonder about the owners of that barn. You might have met some run of the mill racists back in the day out west who’d fallen into Christian Identity, but in the South, if you were into Christian Identity, it was a pretty sure indication that you were a violent racist, that you were trying to provoke a race war.
Like I said, made me wonder about the owners of that barn.
OMG, I used to play tabletop RPGs for years, and I would totally start again to play that one. It sounds hilarious.
If you decide to play and are willing to take Skype/remote participants, I’m in. PIck me, pick me!
I have no idea how to play. My understanding is just that you have a scenario. You roll a bunch of dice. Then you tell each other a story? I mean, it sounds like a hoot, but also like there must be more to it than that.
I would try to play this RPG. Tho’ I’d be really sad if JS didn’t get his vacation.