Diane, 11:30 AM, February 24th.

Entering the town of Twin Peaks.

On this Twin Peaks day, I remember when I first watched the series… it was back in France, we had a group of friends passing around copies of copies of VHS tapes, giving the whole thing a sort-of Ringu-like “cursed video” vibe. It was GREAT.

STOP!

(a view from a block down my street)

The bald eagle of Deer Lake Park is once again chilling with his girlfriend or something.

Younger kid has been binge-watching the old House TV series lately, and given how much weird mental shit they attribute to syphilis, I’m thinking of all the billionaires who have had pedophile sex orgies together, and wondering whether it explains half of (gestures at the world) this shit

This is progress!

For Valentine’s Day, I’m running a CoC scenario set in 1665 colonial French Canada: you play as one of the King’s Daughters, coming to the colonies to find a husband! Horrible things happen, including hopefully my players having to wear a bonnet and a ring if, you know, Temu delivers in time.

Sure it sucks that the only thing we got from the promises of Cyberpunk was the dystopian corporation-controlled society, but hey Trump is going to deliver another batch of tropes soon! What? Oh no, not the flying cars and cyber-arms. I’m talking of the burned down US vs strong Europe and China!

Researching for a 17th century New France Call of Cthulhu scenario, I’m coming across the story of a guy sentenced to death for (I think?) involuntary manslaughter, but the executioner died shortly after so he was told to either wait for a new executioner, or become the new one. Obviously he choose the latter!

Players: (coming up with subtle plans to handle the evil NPC in the room)

Wizard: (casts a minor spell to help but rolls a critical and sets the room and everyone in it on fire)

Players: Well that works too