I have a lot of old clothing. It takes up space. I should do something about that.

I have a few DVDs I don’t need or want. (The latter saves the entire sentence from being an understatement. I have a ton of DVDs I don’t, strictly speaking, need…) I want to sell them.

I don’t do as much gaming as I’d like to, and I’d really like to break through my laziness about running short-term games. I had a stretch where I did a few. Let’s get those GMing muscles back.

Publish a podcast. Five episodes minimum, because I want to stick with it. I have a gaming idea in my head. This one should get done quickly.

Presumably open-source. This will probably be my DDI Character Builder iPhone hack.

It’s one of my favorite places on earth, consumerism and all. We’ve been there once, and loved it. We want to go again.

Most likely roleplaying in nature, although not necessarily. The idea is to do something big – a campaign world, a game, something with a bit of substance to it.

This task is not contingent on success, because who knows? Paper outlets are fine; Web outlets are also fine. If possible, this should be a SFWA qualifying market, but that’s not essential.

I tried using a stack of index cards instead of an initiative tracker last session, and it worked out pretty well. I put most of the monster stats on each card, plus checkboxes for hit points. I think it was smoother than using the tracker. I may need to put more of the stats on each card; I kept having to go back to the book. Maybe only for more or less simple monsters, and Big Bads can still require book reference? ...

Backlash time! Slumdog Millionaire was pretty fun and I can always lounge back and watch Danny Boyle get all flamboyant with his camera, but it wouldn’t find a place among my ten best films of the year. Also I’m going to say snide things about its relationship to City of God. Problem one: I’m too sensitive to the conditions depicted with such skill. The Mumbai slums are atrociously awful, and the poverty level we’re seeing is horrifying. Boyle’s really good at showing this. The early scene with Jamal covered in shit, running around oblivious – you laugh and you’re repulsed at your laughter, because it’s funny but guys. That kid is covered in shit and he’s going to get an infection and die or be scarred for life. This is bad. ...