Feb 23 2010

Starting up a Pencil and Paper RPG Campaign again…

Published by Taliesin under Pen and Paper RPG's

I want to work on the campaign today while I’m at lunch, but I don’t really have anything to do on it. So I decided to write about it.

Pencil and Paper gaming (P&P) has always been something I have always really enjoyed. Something about the complexity of rules, the enjoyment of fantasy, and the triumph of good over evil (yeah, Gabe) has always interested me. Before I really knew what D&D was, I was intrigued.  When I learned what gaming was, I took to it fairly quickly, filling the role of GameMaster or referee because no one else would.  (Aside from Battletech, which was always Derek’s bag, of course.)

I’ve already blogged about the history of our group, which we’ve always called Catastrophic Fumble, and the games we’ve enjoyed.  One of the games we enjoyed most was Hackmaster, and with the new version being out for a year or so, our group is actually switching to it.

Starting a P&P campaign is always difficult for a couple different reasons.  For one, it’s hard to shake the feeling that all the pre-work you’re doing is going to be for nothing, as getting a busy group of people together on Game Day is always difficult.  On the other side, designing an adventure carries the pitfalls of scope creep, and too much ambition.  :)

In this case, the adventure is designed, and it stayed short…avoiding scope creep.  The game day is planned and scheduled, and everything appears to be coming along!!!

The Technology

The other thing that can make gaming difficult is when you remain in California, and your players have moved to Pittsburgh, PA; Tennessee, and Washington State.  That little fact makes it difficult to get a group together around a table.  The Internet, however, has provided a virtual table, which should allow us to get together to have a good time playing some Hackmaster.

We’re using a software called MapTool, which provides a networked table, allowing everyone to see the map, as well as the NPC’s and Objects they can interact with.  The neat thing about this software is that it controls what they can see based on lighting conditions, light sources, and the location of each token.  There are a couple little kinks here and there, but on the whole, it’s a pretty solid piece of software.

Couple this with Skype for voice chatting, and we’re going to be getting together the middle of next month to play Hackmaster, spread out over the whole United States!

I’m excited, and if I think of it, I’ll post how it goes!

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Dec 21 2009

On Celebrating Christmas…

Published by Taliesin under Faith

Potential Spoilers Ahead Concerning Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, and Maybe Even The Tooth Fairy…be forewarned.

I find it interesting that people, who on a regular basis don’t bother with the Lord Jesus Christ, suddenly shift into being radical Christians when it comes to the “reason for the season”. I don’t have a problem with it, necessarily.  It doesn’t actually affect me when people attempt to “put the Christ back in Christmas”.  In my mind, He never really left it, despite what many liberals seem to desire.  Ultimately, Christ will not be defeated by liberals.  That’s not why I wrote, though.

I’ve been thinking a lot about whether or not Christians ought to celebrate Christmas, and more to the point what aspects of Christmas we should celebrate.  My mental meanderings have a point, in that I am wondering what we should emphasize and tell my son as he grows up. What do we want to teach him, and should cultural icons be an emphasis? I have to admit that among all the things I considered teaching my children, whether or not to emphasize or ignore Santa Claus never really entered my mind.

To begin, we all know that Jesus of Nazareth was most likely NOT born on December 25th, right? I’ve heard many theories as to why this date was chosen for Christmas, from pagan goddess worship, to a feast for Bacchus (the Roman god of wine and intoxication), to a sun-worship festival, etc.  Of course, December 25th is very near the Winter Solstice (which was today in the Northern Hemisphere, by the way), and the winter solstice certainly would have been a commonly celebrated festival time in pagan areas.  Whichever event you favor, it’s likely a more plausible reason for the choice of December 25th to remember the birth of Christ than the actual birth of Christ.

I’m sure I don’t need to tell people that it was extremely common in the early church for missionaries to appropriate pagan festivals in order to begin where the people celebrated to teach the Gospel.  Many early church fathers felt that the celebration of the Christ Mass on December 25th was adulterating the church, and should not be so. The question should be asked, however, does it matter what day Christ was actually born?

My short answer is “no”. The need for Christ to come is demonstrated by our sin, and His birth was certainly necessary.  Commemorating the incarnation of Christ with a celebration is certainly not out of line, and can be used to teach our children many things about Christ and our need for Him.  However, the coming of Christ is often celebrated more assiduously than the day commemorating His death and resurrection (today called Easter), which certainly seems to me to be a little backwards.  Christ was born, sure.  But it is not His coming that frees His people from the bondage of sin.  It is His active obedience and resurrection that saves His people from their sins.  But I digress…

What about the cultural decorations and trappings?  Santa Claus?  The Christmas Tree? Gifts? One can spiritualize it all, to be sure.  I see nothing wrong with putting up a pretty tree and decorating it with colorful ornaments and lights.  God is the Father of Lights, and every good and perfect gift comes from Him, we are told in the Scriptures.  Salvation is certainly a free gift to any who would trust in Christ, and while our gifts pale in comparison to what our Savior paid for what He freely gives His people, we can use the gifts we give to point to Christ.  The Gospel never fades…never loses its luster or relevance.  Mankind is always in need of salvation.  The Good News is…dare I say it…evergreen, is it not?  One can spiritualize anything, if one looks hard enough, as I said.

What about Santa Claus?  My thinking on this might change someday, but I think Santa Claus is one tradition that we will not be passing on to Iain. A harmless story, a fable, a pain-free deception…harming no one?  Well, it is a deception, for one.  I don’t really see a point.  Everyone eventually learns that Santa Claus is not real.  (I did warn against spoilers above.)  What is the point of deception?  Fun?  I’m all for fun, but I would like to teach my son gratitude and appreciation for the gifts he’s been given by family and friends.  I would like that appreciation and gratitude to be directed accurately.  The more I think about it, the whole folklore surrounding Santa Claus (he sees you when you’re sleeping…he knows when you’re awake…he knows if you’ve been bad or good) is ascribing qualities to something not God which only belong to God.  Essentially, we’re creating an idol, and venerating it for its omniscient and omnipresent powers.  Now…adults don’t believe in Santa, but what are we doing to our kids?  Are they more interested in getting to know Jesus, or more interested in their letter to Santa Claus?  Are they more interested in pleasing the God of their Creation or in being good so Santa doesn’t bring them a lump of coal?

Another teachable thought is the fact that Nicholas of Myra (known as Saint Nicholas) was a real Bishop in the Church, who apparently participated in the Nicene Council of the Church (and even more interestingly got into a scuffle with a fellow Bishop who wanted to deny the deity of Christ at said council), and who had a penchant for gift-giving.  Looking at the examples of godly men who have gone before is definitely a worthwhile pursuit, and to my thinking infinitely preferable to raising a godly man on a pedestal, giving him attributes which belong to God alone.

What about Iain ruining other kids’ fun?  Well, I plan to teach Iain that people enjoy believing in Santa Claus as a game, but that he’s to respect others and not attempt to spoil their fun. (At least, provide spoilers for them, as this author has done.)  ;)

I’m not really interested in arguing whether or not I believe a fairy tale as ephemeral as Santa, himself, in the person of Jesus Christ.  I’ve had that discussion time and time again.  If that’s your only purpose in commenting on this post, save it.  Go name-call somewhere else.  Accept that you just wasted however much time reading this post, and say “that’s X minutes of my life I’ll never get back.” If, however, you’re interested in discussing whether I’m overreacting as a parent or potentially damaging my son, that is an interesting discussion. I just can’t see how it’s not a lie, how it’s not disrespectful of Christ and His sacrifice, of God and His attributes, and of my son.  Harmless fun, I’m down for.  The enjoyments of the simple things the Lord has graciously gifted us, I’m a fan of. Teaching my son of the love and sacrifice of Christ, I am looking forward to. In the end, however, I just don’t see the loss of Santa Claus in our house as…well…a loss.

(Not that I feel I need this disclaimer, but I might as well throw it up there.  I am not looking down upon, criticizing, or otherwise frowning upon parents who do the whole Santa Claus thing.  Up until recently, I figured I’d do the same, and only recent, careful reflection and discussions with godly men has convinced me that my energies might be better spent elsewhere in raising MY child.  I capitalize “MY” there, because I am not attempting to convince everyone that they should do the same.  This post is something I’ve been wanting to write to provoke thought.  If you read it, and you decide that you plan to or will continue to do the whole Santa thing, I can say nothing about it.  So don’t be offended at this post, thinking that I’m commenting on anyone else’s job as a parent.  My parents did the whole Santa thing, and I am not the worse for it.  I have a different focus than they did, and that’s really all there is to it.)

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Dec 10 2009

The father of a close friend is passing away today.

Published by Taliesin under Random Topics

It’s possible that he has already passed.  I saw him this Thanksgiving, and he had his ever-present smile on his face when he saw me, though he was already not doing terribly well. Dick was a gracious and kind man, and the world is poorer without him in it.  As always those who remain on this earth have things left unsaid.  This is what I wish I would have said to Dick when I saw him that Friday night.

Dick, that summer I worked with you at Christian Berets was a very pivotal summer in my life.  It was that summer that I met my wife, and you were always very gracious to the both of us.  I don’t think I ever told you this, but the things you said to me that summer in the many conversations we had helped shape the early years of our relationship, and both of us will always think very fondly of you.  I am a better husband and father having received your words of wisdom, and your experience applied to the future. Thank you for your kindness and wisdom, and you will be missed.

Lord, please receive this man who served you faithfully for so many years through many pains and trials. I thank you for your saving work in Dick’s life as evidenced by the many fruits that were continually evident in him.  The grace, kindness, and wisdom that he displayed was your work in his life, and through this your people have been blessed, and you have been glorified. His love for the unlovely showed many of us what is required when we aspire to your Son’s example, and his effect on the lives of many of your servants cannot be overstated.  I thank you for the contact that I had with him, and ask that you be with those who remain on this earth after he passes.  May you comfort them in this time of loss, and help us to be there for them as much as possible.

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Dec 08 2009

PayPal locked my account

Published by Taliesin under Rants

PayPal locked my account.  All because I had the audacity to try BUYING SOMETHING WITH IT!!!  Oh heavens to Betsy.

Yeah, that’s right.  I committed the cardinal PayPal sin of buying something with my PayPal account, and for this grievous offense, they locked my account.  I was at the seller’s site, they forwarded me to PayPal to complete the transaction, I logged in using my user name and password and BOOM!  Account Locked.  PayPal follows this awesome occurrence up with an e-mail indicating that they had reason to believe that a third party attempted to access my account.  But don’t worry, using their Resolution Center, I can fix it!!!  Ok, let’s try that.

Step 1: Confirm your entire credit card number. – Ok, this sounds a little like a scam, but I know I typed PayPal.com into my browser correctly.  So I confirm it.

Step 2: Change your password: Fine, whatever.  Anything to get my account unlocked.  Password changed.

Step 3: Give us your home number.  We’ll call you and ask you for the code we just gave you. – Uh, I’m not AT home.  Cell number?  Nope, PayPal is wise to the ways of cell.  They deny me.  Fine.  I call Kim and let her know that PayPal is calling.  PayPal calls, I have Kim enter the number, aaaaand….”You failed phone confirmation.”  What?  Okaaaaay…What now, PayPal?

Unnecessary Step 1 (For those counting, this is Step 4, but now I’m annoyed): We will send you a letter with a code to your address.  You should get it in 5-7 days.  Then come to the website, and we’ll make you enter the code in the letter, and who knows what else.

5-7 DAYS?  Why, PayPal?  All because I bought something???  Well, your punishment for this offense has convinced me of the silliness of my decision.  I shall not make this mistake again.  My steps are on the straight and narrow now.   (What follows is an actual anthropomorphic conversation I had with PayPal using their website and attempting to get my item bought.  Yes, I tried all of the following with PayPal.)

In fact, can you please cancel my account?

“No, you may not close your account because you have limited access to your account.”

So…I can’t cancel it, thereby avoiding any unauthorized charges from a third party?

“No, you may not.”

So someone can still make charges to my account?

“No, you cannot make a payment using PayPal, either.”

Really?  Well, can I use my credit card to make the payment outside of PayPal…NOT using my limited account?

“No, that is forbidden.”

Why?

“I cannot say, except to tell you it is forbidden.”

Well, can I remove my credit card from my PayPal account so I can use it like a normal credit card?

“No, that also is forbidden.”

So, what CAN I do with my useless PayPal account?

“You may receive money with your PayPal account.”

GREAT!  So if the vendor wants to pay ME to purchase the item instead, we are freaking SET!  How helpful, PayPal!  Thank you!

“You are welcome, and thank you for using (or not) PayPal.”

So, yes, I am currently actually UNABLE to purchase the item I wanted to purchase, because the only method of payment whose terms are acceptable to me that the vendor offers is PayPal.  (Using a Credit Card, etc. sets me up with recurring monthly payments, which I do not want.)  Way to go PayPal.

Morons.

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Nov 22 2009

All hoppin’ mad about the NY terrorist trial? Don’t be so hasty…

Published by Taliesin under Politics, Rants

I can certainly appreciate when Republicans and conservatives get annoyed when Obama circumvents the Constitution.  One could ask the question as to why Republicans didn’t squeal when Bush did the same thing, but that’s neither here nor there.  Today we have a situation where the U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder is bringing Khalid Sheikh Mohammed from Guantanamo Bay to New York in order to be tried in the U.S. Justice System for his crimes against the American people.  Emotions are running high, understandably, but my concern is not how the people of the United States FEEL about this evil man coming to our shores; indeed, coming near to the very site he allegedly helped destroy, killing thousands of people.  My concern is whether this action is or is not constitutional.

Article 3, Section 2 of the U.S. Constitution (emphasis mine):

The judicial Power shall extend to all Cases, in Law and Equity, arising under this Constitution, the Laws of the United States, and Treaties made, or which shall be made, under their Authority; to all Cases affecting Ambassadors, other public Ministers and Consuls; to all Cases of admiralty and maritime Jurisdiction; to Controversies to which the United States shall be a Party; to Controversies between two or more States; between a State and Citizens of another State; between Citizens of different States; between Citizens of the same State claiming Lands under Grants of different States, and between a State, or the Citizens thereof, and foreign States, Citizens or Subjects.

The Judicial Power extends to controversies between the citizens of a State  and citizens of a foreign state.  Listen, Republicans, you can’t whine that President Obama is ignoring the Constitution and then turn around and ignore it, yourselves.

What’s more a later amendment to the Constitution even has something to say about the rights of the accused in our justice system.  Amendment 6 to the U.S. Constitution (emphasis mine):

In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the State and district wherein the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the Assistance of Counsel for his defence.

Who has the rights, here?  U.S. Citizens?  No.  The accused in our system of justice gets these rights.  So much for a SPEEDY trial, eh?  However, in the nationalistic fervor that followed the September 11th attacks, the U.S. Congress (and public) appeared ready to vote President Bush whatever powers he felt he needed to defend us against terrorists, including the so-called Patriot Act.

My point here is not to be anti-patriotic.  I love the United States of America.  But we cannot give up our liberties guaranteed us by the Constitution simply because it’s popular to do so, or simply because a member of our own political party says we should. The Constitution is the law of the land, and we ought not ignore it whenever it is convenient. And not knowing what the Constitution says is no defense, people.  We need to know what it says in order to made informed decisions about the things on which we must vote.

I’ve heard the argument that the torture techniques used by the military to elicit the confessions of the Guantanamo Bay detainees might get these men off in the U.S. Justice system.  Maybe.  So?  If I were arrested for anti-state speech, and a confession were garnered by making me believe I was drowning, I would want MY rights protected. Rather than blame the justice system, maybe we ought to consider how we can claim the moral high ground when it comes to our treatment of those we are detaining in this non-war.

That’s another thing: Who are we really at war with?  Was war ever declared by Congress against a foreign government? We’re at war with an ideology.  I have a problem with that.  When Speaker of the California Assembly Karen Bass stupidly declared talk radio hosts’ keeping of politicians honest by threatening to not vote for them a “terrorist threat”, was she then determining that the U.S. was now at war with the talk show hosts? Because the government so enjoys redefining words, how can we be at war with an abstract concept?  If we are at war with no one, then, how can the 9/11 attacks be an act of war?  What’s more, if anyone sets a bomb and kills people, is that an act of war?  If a student of a high school brings a pipe bomb to school and sets it off in the name of Allah, are we now at war with that student?  His class?  His school?  Am I taking it too far?  Ok, fine.  So who, then, can actually declare us at war with talk show hosts, and my hypothetical student?  Congress?  So now we’re allowing Congress the power to make a person or group of people into a government of its own so that we can have a war with them?  Not actually declaring a war against a government was a handy bit of trickery by the U.S. Government, but it plays merry heck with our laws, doesn’t it?

So if we don’t have an actual declared war, how is a terrorist actually committing an act of war? By blurring the dimensions of what constitutes a war, we’re able now to declare an action by anyone that hurts us an act of war. This allows us to re-class anyone on the fly.

Ultimately, my point is that the Constitution has something to say about who, exactly, may be tried by our laws.  Something you’ll find when you read the Constitution is that it doesn’t mention Military Tribunals at all.  The Constitution being the highest law of the land (with regards to earthly governments) does not appear to recognize any judicial authority higher than that which is set up in Article 3.

So the terrorists being tried on U.S. soil is the way the framers of this nation intended it to be, even though they had no inkling of the method in which these people would break our laws.

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Oct 23 2009

Why Robert Jordan was a master…

Published by Taliesin under Fiction, Literature

Robert Jordan (RJ) was the author of the Wheel of Time series of fantasy books. I say “was”, of course, because he passed away last year after a fight with amyloidosis, which was immensely sad.  It was sad both because it was the passing of a legend, and also because he passed before he could finish the final book (which has become three books in the successor’s hands) in his epic saga, the Wheel of Time.  But, as they say, the Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills.

Ultimately, however, the title of my post is meant to foreshadow its content.  Apart from that brief explanation of his death, I won’t mention it again.  I would like to mention that Robert Jordan was a true master of epic fantasy.

First off, in this post, I’m not meaning to slight Tolkien or his fans.  Tolkien certainly is a master of high fantasy, but it’s easy to see that Tolkien’s skills lay in perhaps a different direction than RJ’s.  Tolkient created languages first, and then told the stories to explain the languages. He created vast histories, which he detailed in his notes.  For all of that, however, his writing remained mostly dry-ish, reading in many places like a history book, which it almost is, considering all the work that went into his books in that regard.  And while Jordan’s world definitely has something on the order of 9,000+ years of history behind it, it is the organic creation of various people groups that really sets Jordan’s work apart in my mind.

In anticipation of the first of the final trilogy in the series coming out in a few days, I have begun re-reading the entire Wheel of Time (WoT) series, beginning with the prequel novel, A New Spring. In beginning this epic journey, I quickly remembered what held my attention with Jordan’s writing, and it wasn’t always thr story.

Jordan weaves mythology, history, and legend into his works to give them some of that epic scope that he succeeded in creating. Other authors have done this arguably more or less successfully than Jordan, but I don’t feel that this kind of storytelling is where he succeeds. The various characters have relationships with powerful mythological figures that tell us something of their purpose and goals in the series, but it’s not what kept me reading through 12 books.

Speaking of the characters, they’re certainly interesting, with flaws and strengths that are mostly believable.  However, while there is some character development throughout the series, there is also a great deal of repetition in terms of phrases and sayings they each (over)use.  I’m not saying there’s little character development…it’s just that there are other authors who have accomplished this more significantly in their works, and it is not what has captured my attention for so long.

The story itself is grand and compelling.  But any story can lose its luster when you’re talking a dozen books.  There were books where Jordan’s story seemed to lose its way.  It was as though it had gotten too big for its britches…too epic.  In order to continue the telling of a story that spanned the whole of his known world, he had to tell pieces of the story about characters who were not what most of us considered the “main characters”.  At the very least, in order to get some sense of the story moving along, he had to leave certain main characters for an entire book in one case.  When he had to start doing some of this, getting through his books became a little more tedious.  For me, a low point was the book or two after A Crown of Swords.  The increasingly longer wait between books certainly didn’t help. But while the story is compelling, and I want to know how it ends, I couldn’t class Jordan as the best storyteller of his age.  This is all opinion, of course, and I’m sure there are those who would disagree, but I would say that enjoying books is a very personal activity, and I do not compel anyone else to share my opinion in their heart of hearts.

So what, if not story, characters, or research, would cause me to list Jordan as a master?  His building of his world.  When I came back to this series, I was immediately struck with the fact that I could tell the ethnicity of most characters he was writing based on a simple description of how they spoke, how they were dressed, or how they were otherwise adorned.  Jordan did not have to say something as easy as “A man, obviously from Illian, approached me an began to speak.”  It’s simple enough to use phrases like that, of course.  But it seems that Jordan asked himself how he would recognize someone from a different culture, and developed cultures that were recognizable from speech or dress; and did a darn good job of it.  For example:

As I approached the dock, a large man with a beard that left his upper lip bare barred my way.

Now, anyone who has read enough of Jordan’s work would recognize that man as an Illianer from the beard.  (Also his proximity to ships, which Illianers seem more than fond of.  Had he spoken, he might have said something to the effect of, “Where do ye be going?”  That manner of speech smacks heavily of Illian.) See a man wearing a veil that doesn’t quite conceal thick bushy, mustaches?  You’re looking at a Taraboner.  A woman wearing a clinging silk dress that manages not to reveal anything while actually emphasizing everything underneath?  She’s from Arad Doman.  Topknots, bells in hair and on clothes, and braided cords looped over the head indicate men from the Borderlands, specifically Shienar, Arafel, and long-dead Malkier respectively. Dark skin with visible tattoos, and you are in the presence of one of the Atha’an Miere, or Sea Folk.  In addition to fads and dress, Jordan’s use of commonalities in language and prejudices will also reveal the ethnic origins of any character in his stories.

Now, why does this make him a master?  Well, in fantasy, fantastic races are the norm.  Elves, Orcs, Gnomes, Dwarves, and Trolls are common.  Emphasizing the differences in race is not even necessary.  If someone says “there’s an orc”, there’s no question as to what gave the speaker that impression.  The same holds true for any of the other races.  Jordan’s world, however, is a world almost entirely dominated by humans.  There are ogier (good guys), trollocs, and myrddraal (both bad), but none of them are exactly common.  Yet Jordan’s humans are from many nations, and distinguishing between them is a very important aspect of his storytelling, and helps keep the human dominated landscape from going stale. What’s more, power struggles of the nobility and various racial preferences and enmities are also important in certain story arcs.  Understanding that Tairen nobility are pretty dismissive of their commoners can become important to understanding Tairen character motivations and the like.

I feel Robert Jordan has created a political world with enough depth that I feel like I have spent some time there. While I may not be a native to Randland, as it is often called, I definitely understand its people in a way that I have never understood the people of any other world flowing from an author’s pen. I’m looking forward to the release of the next book, The Gathering Storm, and the eventual conclusion of this most epic story.

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Oct 17 2009

On Orange Bitters…

Published by Taliesin under Drinks

My brother-in-law got me a pack of 3 different orange bitters for my birthday for use in cocktails, and I’d like to say a brief word about each of them:

Regan’s Orange Bitters No. 6 – These are the first orange bitters I ever tried, and I still quite enjoy them.  The difference between Regan’s and other varieties that you might come in contact with is a pretty big hit of ginger in the nose and the mouth.  The orange is certainly there, but the ginger is definitely what you get throughout the taste of this excellent addition to the bitters line-up.

Angostura Orange Bitters – I believe my brother-in-law described these to me as a cross between Angostura Bitters and an Orange.  I’d agree with that assessment.  Unlike Angostura’s more well-known offering, however, these orange bitters are completely transparent.  :)

Fee Bros. Orange Bitters – I think that for pure orange aroma and flavor, the Fee Brothers bitters win the prize.  In addition, the amazing bitterness in the finish of these bitters is just incredible, and really adds.  These bitters smell like nothing more than a freshly cut orange, perfectly ripe.  These bitters capture the sweetness of an orange quite well, too.

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Oct 13 2009

You Know My Name

Published by Taliesin under Music

If you take a life, do you know what you’ll give?
Odds are you wont like what it is.
When the storm arrives would you be seen with me?
By the merciless eyes I’ve deceived.

I’ve seen angels fall from blinding heights
But you yourself are nothing so divine.
Just next in line.

Arm yourself because no one else here will save you.
The odds will betray you and I will replace you.
You can’t deny the prize it may never fulfill you.
It longs to kill you …are you willing to die?
The coldest blood runs through my veins.

Try to hide your hand, forget how to feel.
Life is gone with just a spin of the wheel.

Arm yourself because no one else here will save you
The odds will betray you and I will replace you
You cant deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you …are you willing to die?
The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name.

You know my name…

~ “You Know My Name” – Chris Cornell, Title Theme to Casino Royale (But not on the soundtrack)

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Oct 03 2009

I never thought I’d get to say this…

Published by Taliesin under Motorcycle Mechanics

MY MOTORCYCLE RUNS!!!!!!!!!!!!

That’s right, faithful readers, my bike is now in the running state.  Not only that…it runs WELL.  My high idle appears to be solved, as it now idles consistently.  My loss of power over 5,000 RPM’s appears to be solved.  I was going around 65MPH, according to my speedometer, and had no loss of power at all!  In fact, I appear to have solved all the problems I had!

What a great birthday present.  :)

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Sep 29 2009

The legend becomes reality…

Published by Taliesin under Motorcycle Mechanics

I was commenting to a friend the other day that getting my bike back up and running has achieved sort of a mythical, legendary ambiance in my mind.  It seems like every time I try and get it back together, I think of something else to check and find something else to fix.  This past weekend was no exception.

First off, can I comment about the unbelievably weird weather we’re having now?  Sunday was 103 in my area, and here we are two days later with a predicted high of around 74 degrees.  Listen, I’m not complaining…I’m very happy we’re finally seeing something of fall.  It’s just a seriously abrupt change.  30 degrees of difference in 2 days?

So…Saturday, my only plan was to get that cam cover replaced, torqued down, get the carbs back on the bike, and get the bike running.  I didn’t know if I’d actually make it to sync’ing the carbs, but my ultimate goal was to get everything together so I could fire up the bike.  I wasn’t even really hoping to RIDE it.  I just wanted to prove to myself that this legend that was the concept of a working bike was a possibility in more than just my mind.  My thought was, “What else could POSSIBLY go wrong?  I’m not going to be checking anything…just putting it all back together.”  Silly me.

To begin, allow me to say that aluminum is an unbelievably soft metal.  So soft, in fact, that I often wonder if the threads on my cylinder head bolt holes would be a little more sturdy if they were made of BUTTER.

Yes, friends and neighbors…I managed, using a torque wrench set to the proper inch-pound torque specifications, to strip not one, but two bolts when trying to get my cam cover back on.  Discovering the first one was a bad moment in bike repair.  I first slumped my shoulders in disappointment.  Of course, the simplest of procedures must, of necessity, be fraught with problems, right?  This wouldn’t be motorcycle maintenance if that weren’t the case.

Finding the second stripped bolt was INFURIATING.  Only the Spirit of God could possibly have prevented me from kicking the bike over and setting the darn thing on fire.  He must have intervened because I did not do these things.  In fact, I didn’t even physically lash out at anything!  God really is the only explanation.

(Yes, I know how to use a torque wrench, and yes, I was using it properly.  No, I was not at the extreme ends of my torque wrench specifications.  What *I* think happened was these threads were ready to go anyway.  We’ve found other evidences of over-torquing various bolts on this bike, including the oil pan drain plug.)

SO….I managed to helicoil the first set of threads, and got that bolt on there really good.  The second one is going to be near impossible to get to, and at this point, I’d decided I could live with a little oil-oozing for awhile if only I could start the bike up.  Was that too much to ask?  Apparently, yes.

I got the carburetors on my bike surprisingly easily.  I was actually kind of floored.  Here was what caused Gabe and I so many problems when we tried to put them on before, and I did it by myself in a matter of about 10-15 minutes.  In fact, my surprise at how easily they went on was only surpassed by my frustration when I realized that the carbs were on nice and tight, preventing all access to the throttle and choke cables, which turned out to be nearly impossible to get back on.

So Saturday, I was stymied by the little matter of an inability to connect the throttle and choke cables.  However, it wasn’t a total loss, as all that really needed to happen was the connection of those cables, and I could very well be back in business!

Last night, Gabe came over, and our goal was to get the cables connected, and the bike started.  It took a little while, and a lot of fiddling, but Gabe was finally able to get both cables connected!  We got the auxiliary, external gas tank hooked up, and actually STARTED UP THE BIKE!!!  That’s right, folks…the legend became reality as my motorcycle roared to life, and idled…for a minute or two.  :)

Yes, there are a couple of little bugs I need to work out.  The awesome people at http://www.thegsresources.com have yet again pointed me in the direction of what is keeping me from realizing the goal of riding my motorcycle again. Tonight and tomorrow, I will be ensuring that the vacuum hose that normally goes to my petcock is plugged up, and unscrewing the screw cap to my aux tank to vent it, and that very well may take care of my issues with the idle fading and dying.

I am unspeakably excited to see my hard work pay off.  I don’t mind telling you, faithful reader, that there was a large part of me that just KNEW the bike would never run again.  That something I did in cleaning my carbs broke them forever.  That SOMETHING would prevent me from hearing the sound of my bike running ever again, and that had begun to settle around me as a cloak of disappointment and despair.  I’m not a mechanic…I don’t REALLY know what I’m doing. I’m learning as I go.  It would not have surprised me if I’d attempted to start the bike and nothing happened.  But it started, and it ran…for a little bit.

A major high point of  last night is when I realized that I started the bike with the carbs bone dry. Prior to cleaning the carbs, the bike was sort of a hard starter.  It would normally start ok, but if I wasn’t careful to roll on the throttle a little while the bike was warming up, it would die, and would then be a PAIN to start without using carb/choke cleaner sprayed into the air intake.  I figured something was wrong with the choke circuit, but darned if I knew what.  I hoped that the carb clean would take care of it, as I’d read that a lot of times, guys will forget to clean the choke passage, as it’s a little side path in the bottom of the float bowl.  Looks like the clean really helped, as the bike started up and roared pretty well with the choke knob pulled out.  I’m pretty darn excited about it!!!

I’ll keep you all informed as I test out the theories I have about the idle fading and dying problem, but it’s very conceivable I could be up and running before this weekend!  WOOOT!  I’ll be posting pictures on Facebook as soon as things are back up and running!

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