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Quotable Jim

“Jim’s at his quotable best”:http://www.highclearing.com/archivesuo/week_2004_01_04.html#004887. Again. This time on Iraq & WMD:

Saddam really was evil. And we really did get him. The costs of that deed include not just the dead and the maimed on our side, and the dead and the maimed on theirs, and the couple hundred billions of dollars from buildup through reconstruction. The costs include the Administration’s decision to motivate the American people by fear, to perpetrate an official farce (inspections) and to be less truthful about factual matters than one of the most tyrannical governments on earth.

Yes, it was too much to pay, and to continue to pay.

Monthly Blogroll Update

I’ve been a bad blogreader this month; between holiday travel and the new Polytropina, my browsing time has been cut way short. The result is that there’s only two additions to the ‘roll this month, and plans to subdivide it will be procrastinated yet again. I do have a whole passel of new blogs on my reading list, many thanks to trackbacks, so look for more additions next month.

* High marks for “The 20′ By 20’ Room”:http://www.20by20room.com/, a new group blog about roleplaying games. While its authors don’t have all the publishing credits that the folks at “Rock Scissors Blog”:http://rockscissorsblog.blogspot.com/ do, they have something more valuable: people who consistently post stuff. It’s all been well worth reading so far, too.

* I’ve always had one eye on “Pudding Time!”:http://www.puddingbowl.org/, the blog of Michael Hall, who also hosts “Ed’s blog”:http://www.puddingbowl.org/ed/. Somewhere along the line it became one of those blogs I looked forward to reading. Time to ‘roll it.

* Removed from the blogroll: the aforementioned Rock Scissors (supplanted by 20×20), as well as “Salam Pax”:http://dearraed.blogspot.com/, who is still writing from an important place at an important time. Just not well. I’ll be happy to restore either of them when their frequency and/or quality return.

Mysterious Disappearance

If you remember reading some comments under “this entry”:http://www.polytropos.org/archives/000238.html, not to mention seeing a blogroll update that no longer exists, don’t worry — you’re not insane. They were there and at some point yesterday afternoon the blog appears to have been rolled back a few hours. Very strange. I’ll replace the rogue entry today or tomorrow.

Stop – Amber Time!

On with the gamer hat. Not only that, but the Amber Diceless Roleplaying Game gamer hat. How’s _that_ for narrowing one’s audience?

It’s been a couple weeks since Jim Henley raised the issue at “The 20′ By 20′ Room”:http://www.20by20room.com/ of “the problem of time in Amber gaming”:http://www.20by20room.com/2003/12/amber_in_three_.html. His most recent experience with Amber is “my Amber game”:http://www.polytropos.org/web/amber.html, which is currently on hiatus — as a GM, I needed a break from the complexities and stresses of running an Amber game, some of which rose directly from the sort of timing problems that Jim describes. I’d like to say that I’ve spent the past several days mulling over this issue carefully, but all I’ve really been doing is _trying_ to mull, which has amounted to periodic bursts of “Time in Amber. Hmm. Yep. Still a problem.” I told myself I wouldn’t write any sort of response unless I had an actual _solution_, and in that I am only halfway successful, since I have a solution to offer, though one that’s spur-of-the-moment and quite possibly unworkable.

(I won’t be splicing in quotes from Jim’s essay, so if you’re still along for this ride, go read it and then come back.)

Last part first. As an addendum Jim describes what to my mind is a bigger problem than that of timeflow: the way that spotlight time gets divided into near-nothingness when you have 5-6 players plus a GM for a mere three hours of gaming. One germinal solution he offers is rewarding group play with experience points. In general, I think rewarding players with points — in other words, out and out bribery — is a good way to encourage harmonious play. In Amber, even the most dedicated narrativist will have a hard time turning down that extra point that will give her second rank in Psyche.

A tangent: in my Amber campaign before this one, we eventually dispensed of numbers altogether to the point where no one even bothered to bring rulebooks or character sheets to game night, because they weren’t needed. I was happy about this at the time, but after that, in Mike Jacobs’ game, I rediscovered as a player the value that a point-based game can have in encouraging campaign contributions. The prospect of additional character points was more than enough, for example, to inspire me to write a touch of “mediocre game fiction”:http://members.tripod.com/brandspace/valentine/wyvern.html for that campaign. When I started my current campaign, the on-hiatus one, I followed Mike’s lead and used points extensively, including a detailed “partial powers system”:http://www.polytropos.org/web/amber/amberpowers.html. Players got one point for showing up for a session, plus additional ones for campaign contributions and for metagame tasks like tracking spotlight time and jotting down memorable quotes. From my perspective, it’s worked very well.

So generally speaking, I like the idea of a point reward system. But how could we use it to tackle the thornier problem of timeflow? Jim is quite right that the natural actions of Amber players tend to favor the short-term actor, thus shrinking the time horizon and introducing all sorts of unlikelihoods and difficulties. But we can easily imagine an Ideal Amber Game where these problems never come up. In our ideal game, all the players engage in the same relative amounts of different types of spotlight time: short-term conversations with NPCs, middle-term activities like traveling through Shadow, and long-term ones like raising armies or instigating revolutions. Our ideal players aren’t necessarily all moving in the same type of time at the _same_ time, but, conveniently enough, they only choose to interact with other PCs when they’re both at the same place, chronologically speaking. In the ideal game, everything balances out in an intricate, chronometric pattern.

This will never happen in real life, of course, but the difference between the reality and something acceptably close to the ideal is often just a matter of one or two character choices. If an incentive (i.e. a point bribe) could nudge those players in the right (i.e. harmonious) direction, a lot of those timing problems might just resolve themselves.

Let’s take an example. A player (let’s call him Greg) is at a point where he can choose whether to spend the next ten minutes of spotlight time in a one-on-one conversation with an NPC, or raising an army over the next several days and weeks. Greg’s character, Caitlin, is a few days behind the bulk of the PCs in the timeline, and we know that Mike’s character, Alexandria is hoping to trump her to ask an important favor. Clearly, the army-raising would be the preferable course of action from the perspective of group timing. But unless Greg is unusually sensitive to group dynamics, there’s no particular reason why he would favor that option. Maybe he’s like Jim and generally prefers to spend his time engaging in nuanced conversations with NPCs, so all else being equal he’d choose that route.

If Greg could score a character point (or fraction of a point, depending on the scale of the game) by making the harmonious choice, it might be enough to tip the scales, and even make him happy to make the “right” decision. So then the question becomes: where does that point come from? At first I thought this was an idea-killer, since the path of the GM handing out ad-hoc bonus points is riddled with pitfalls. But then it hit me:

It’s your fellow players that hand out the points. The GM stays out of it. In our example, Mike could bribe Greg to take the course of action he preferred. After coming up with this idea I realized it probably owes something to Topos, “Ed Heil’s”:http://www.puddingbowl.org/ed/ storytelling game, in the way it uses player buying power to create consensus.

Two considerations: where do the players get these points, and what exactly can they spend them on? For the first, I don’t think many players would want to give up their own experience points to another player just to encourage them down a particular path. But what if every second (or third or fourth, adjust as desired) character point you receive is instead a bribery point (needs a better name) that is useless to you but allows you to grant a character point (or fraction of a point, see above, yada yada) to somebody else. As for the second consideration — this is where I see this idea potentially falling apart. At first glance it seems like you could use them for all sorts of things, like getting someone to join your character for a scene or two, or encouraging them to spend their spotlight time in a particular way. But could you use them to encourage _any_ sort of behavior from another player or character? And if not, where do you draw the line? It is here that I punt.

Incidentally, Jim favors 6+ players in an Amber game, and is “a bit baffled”:http://www.20by20room.com/2003/12/amber_in_three__1.html that anyone could play it with the intimate group sizes that would tend to solve spotlight and timing questions by themselves. I tend to agree, though when you get up to six or seven players plus a GM, I can’t see a way around the problems with spotlight time. Maybe a side perk of player-player bribes is that they provide another reason to stay engaged during other players’ turns. But that is admittedly only a partial fix; barring a pair of telepaths to run things, I’d say the ideal size for an Amber group is 4-5 players plus a GM.

Craic

The worst thing you can say about the Black Rose, a new Irish pub in downtown Grand Rapids, is that it is very much of a type: the requisite “homey Irish pub” that you’ll find in many a new development or urban revitalization zone. The dim earthtones on the walls and the shelves stacked with fake antiques are designed to make the place feel like an old neighborhood joint, even though it’s only a year old, if that. But just as you start to get yourself worked up into a bout of cynicism—ambience painted on the walls and all that—you notice that the bartender makes a very good Black & Tan. And that—joy of joys!—they have Strongbow cider on tap. I have a hard enough time finding Strongbow in D.C., where we have places like the Brickskeller.

But this isn’t about the bar, it’s about the band. I’ve mentioned Craic Wisely before—one of their members, Jonathan, is a longtime friend. They play Irish folk music of the slam-your-flagon-on-the-table variety. It’s been plenty of fun to listen to their CD, but as you might expect with a band of this sort, the real pudding-proof comes from seeing them live, which I finally got a chance to do at the Black Rose this past Friday. Going in, I had a little bit of that trepidation that you always get when approaching a friend’s creative endeavor—what if it doesn’t measure up, and you have to pretend to be enjoying yourself?

This, um, wasn’t a problem. They oh so totally rocked. By the second song, there amid the faux-traditional decor, they had created something entirely genuine: a packed bar hanging on their every note. A handful of people were clearly there to see the band, but most were ordinary patrons who, instead of gabbing in the corners about whatever it was they were planning to gab about, had their attention fixed on the stage. Craic Wisely’s recipe is simple: play straight-up, high-energy traditional Irish music with a couple guitars, bass, drum, mandolin and accordion, and do it as if your life depended on every song. They succeeded in creating that feeling of ale-soaked conviviality that every pub in the world tries to capture and that is absolutely impossible to fake.

During one song, a drunk guy in a pink suit was doing an Irish jig in the middle of the floor. He was surrounded by a bunch of other guys in suits colored red, blue, green, and black. Mr. Black was a stocky young man of clear Irish descent, also drunk but holding his liquor with dignified calm as he nodded approvingly at his friend’s steps and missteps.

“Are you guys with a bachelor party or something?” asked Todd, CW’s frontman, after they finished the song and Mr. Pink swayed triumphantly.

“A funeral,” replied Mr. Black.

“Seriously?” said Todd.

“What do you expect? The guy was a fuckin’ Mick,” said Mr. Black proudly.

If Craic Wisely’s members strike you as a little clean-cut for an Irish bar band, you wouldn’t be too far from the truth. I know for a fact that Jonathan knows which end of a bottle of whiskey is up, but when the night’s gig is done, he doesn’t stumble off to piss in the Grand River and mumble about lost love—he goes home to a lovely wife and two darling children. The only one of them who looks at all likely to instigate a rousing bar brawl (something that would permanently cement their street cred) is Jason Herrick, who you can imagine flipping out if anyone should get between him and his bodhran. Still, their lack of obvious alcoholism aside, Craic Wisely can belt out songs about moonshine and sinking ships with the best of them. Shane MacGowan would be proud.

UPDATE: For some strange reason, the comments to this entry got deleted. I didn’t do it—at least not on purpose.

December Search String Excerpts

“Alas”:http://www.polytropos.org/archives/000180.html, there was no “gimli eowyn chocolate pudding.” There were lots of Tolkien-related searches, but not many of them were really funny. Many many searches for “return of the king sloth” or some variation of that, which I can only assume is referring to what Michael Thomas referred to as the “Mr. Potato ‘Sloth’ Head” leading the orc army at Pelennor Fields. Anyway, here’s some of the odd searches that led Web wanderers, by hook or by crook, to this site.

Department of Things to Ponder

why does art most often deal with rage?
responses unhesitating the past is surreal
are dominic monaghan and billy boyd still great friends
jesus christ superstar 2000 semiotics
do gamers participate in physical activity

Not Unusual But Proud That It Led Them Here Dept.

anapestic hexameter
500 000 kilowatts of p-funk power
good gravy interjection
cheesecake factory sucks

What To Get For the Man Who Has Everything Dept.

pictures of imported hondas with green neon lights
decal for girls that play paintball
nifty erotic story archives
strange nekkidness

Happy New Year!

Welcome to 2004, one and all. I have no sweeping, end-of-year/beginning-of-year statements to make about life, love, or the inexorable march of time at this point. Just a simple piece of advice:

Even if the New Year’s Eve party has a “county fair” theme, four corn dogs is four corn dogs too many.

The Chinese Restaurant Three-Ring Binder

“Ed”:http://www.puddingbowl.org/ed/ and I were at a Chinese restaurant yesterday for lunch, and it struck me how much it resembled most of the other mid-range Chinese restaurants I’ve ever been to. I think it was called “The Golden Wok,” though it might have been “The Golden Dragon.” And it shared a common, perhaps universal, list of traits with similarly-named restaurants:

* Located in a strip mall or other low-rent location.
* Ornate, slightly garish wallpaper, with either a floral or a generic Asian pattern.
* Cushy booths, round tables, chairs with rounded tops, cloth napkins.
* A proprietor eager to greet people as they enter. On the counter by him or her is a bowl of mints for on your way out.
* Serving staff who obsessively refill your glass of water
* Americanized Chinese food, which, if not authentic, is definitely tasty, accounting for the large number of these sorts of restaurants.
* Those cheap little wooden chopsticks in the red paper sleeve. And of course the fortune cookies with lousy fortunes.
* The syrupy red sweet-and-sour sauce and the yellow spicy mustard sauce.
* UPDATE: How could I have forgotten the paper horoscope placemats? Thanks to “Jim Zoetewey”:http://www.geocities.com/jim_zoetewey for pointing that out in the comments.
* Most importantly: The Lunch Menu. A dozen or so dishes served with choice of soup, an egg roll, steamed or fried rice, and complimentary tea. It always amounts to an amazingly good deal for a lot of food for lunch, though the exact price varies depending on where you live.

You know the place of which I speak. You probably know of half a dozen such places in the city where you live. They could almost be a franchise, but of course they’re not — they’re all individually owned. So how is it that they end up so similar? Is there a three-ring binder, a la _Snow Crash_, that dictates the Successful Chinese Restaurant Decor and Business Plan?

A sideline for those not familiar with _Snow Crash_: the novel takes place in a fanciful near-future where everything, from the place where you order pizza to the burbclave you live in to the highway you drive on, is a franchise. America is a teeming multicultural soup of dozens of disparate languages and ethnic groups, so the way that brand uniformity is established for all these franchises is the ubiquitous three-ring Binder: a repository of all the information needed to create and maintain a given franchise unit. I’d quote some amusing scenes from the book here, but unfortunately I don’t have my copy with me.

Back to my point: maybe there exists a mythical Three-Ring Binder for Chinese Restaurants that lays out the idiotproof plan that makes them all so similar. But whether or not there’s an actual, physical binder out there, there must be a loose body of information — a collection of memes spreading virally, if you will — that has retained a remarkable degree of internal consistency across the country. (Question for international readers: do they have these places in other countries too?)

Fortunately, unlike a true franchise, there are plenty of points on which individual Chinese restaurants may distinguish themselves, with actual food quality topping the list. The Golden Wok was pretty good, but there’s a place on the Twinbrook Parkway in Rockville that has hunan chicken to _die_ for.

Chinese restaurants probably the only ones with a three-ring binder linking them together. In the past couple of months I’ve eaten at the Washington Brewing Company and the Grand Rapids Brewing Company, and you probably know of that other place by you that also does the Americana food thing and has the four or five brews that they make right there in the building. Don’t even get me started on Indian all-you-can-eat buffets. The real challenge, it would seem, is finding a restaurant that’s truly unlike any other.

A Grand Rapids Moment

Overheard conversation next to me at the Laptop Bar at “It’s a Grind”:http://www.polytropos.org/archives/000233.html. Guy 1 is the guy who was plugging in his network cord even though he had a wireless card, and needed to call someone on his cell phone to figure it out why his access was screwy.

Guy 1: “Hey there. This is my first time logging on in three weeks. I’ve got _forty-five_ emails!”
Guy 2: “Wow, that’s a lot.”
Guy 1: “Yeah, but most of ’em are probably porn. In case you want to look at any.”
Guy 2: “No, no porn for me.”
Guy 1: “Me either. I gave up porn for Christianity.”

At first I assumed he was joking, but now they’re talking about their churches and Guy 1’s praise band.

UPDATE: I wish I had been listening more closely, because Guy 1 just used the word “hyper-Calvinism,” followed quickly by “liturgy” though he pronounced it “li-TUR-gy.” Only in West Michigan.

Proper Remote Blogging

I’ve been chafing under the burden of dialup access while trying to blog or surf from the trusty laptop ever since arriving in West Michigan. But now, a reprieve: wifi access at “It’s a Grind”:http://www.itsagrind.com/ in Grand Rapids. Good coffee, fast Internet, and my buddy “Ed”:http://www.puddingbowl.org/ed/ here too, though he’s actually _working_ right now. Good times. If there was only a backgammon board lying around it’d feel just like home.