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Posts tagged ‘1989’

Sometime in the autumn of 1989, I stumbled across a glowing magazine review for the Dungeon Lairs. The box set supplement was a Games Workshop effort which followed up on the publisher’s previous sets of mix-and-match tiles aimed at bring ease-of-use and some visual flair to table-top RPG loot crawls. As the title suggested, Dungeon […]

We’re going to go a little out of sequence with this one, because I am an old man and sometimes things get lost in the mnemonic shuffle. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade hit theaters at the tail end of my junior year in high school. I was never a huge fan of the franchise. […]

I got into role-playing games in the mid-Eighties, well after the hobby’s faddish push into mainstream culture had come and gone. As far as my peers were concerned, it was a done deal to be spoken of in the past tense and I considered myself lucky when I stumbled across a handful of hold-out enthusiasts […]

Looking back at my RPG purchases from that year, 1989 was apparently “The Year of the Expensive Hardback.” I bought three of the damn things during those twelve months, each one wielding an outsized influence that went beyond the gaming table. While I underwent a good deal of buyer’s remorse over Realm of Chaos and […]

Through the rest of the spring and early summer of 1989, I got into the habit of picking up stray issues of White Dwarf from Excalibur’s large inventory of cover-priced back issues. I tended to stick to the ones that included relevant material for Warhammer Fantasy Role Play, but ended up spending more time checking […]

Do you remember?

September 14th, 2017

Hüsker Dü filled the same niche for me that Depeche Mode or the Cure filled for other alt-leaning Gen X teens, a vicarious vehicle for the sentimental side of adolescent angst. I discovered them through an episode of 21 Jump Street, where a promo poster for Zen Arcade hung prominently in a safe-for-TV “punk rock” […]

By the time the spring of 1989 rolled around, the post-traumatic shellshock I experienced following my mother’s death faded into a constant state of restless boredom. I welcomed the sense of stability living with my grandmother provided, but there was a part of me that had difficulty adjusting to a life where horrible shit didn’t […]

I spent early part of 1989 settling into my new routine of school, work, and visiting my father on the weekends. It only lasted about ten weeks, but it felt much longer because it was the buffer between a pair of big life-changing events. During that stretch, my interest in role-playing games became eclipsed by […]

Despite the upheaval caused my my mother’s death, it didn’t take long for me to adjust to the new abnormal. My grandmother had the spare room done over into a proper bedroom, which I shared with Lil Bro and the one family cat we were allowed to keep. The situation felt unreal and unsettling but […]

Cooking with gas

May 19th, 2017

Peter was the morning shift cook at the hospital kitchen where I worked in high school. He had about ten years on me, though you wouldn’t have know from his looks and antics. He lived for stupid pranks and tasteless jokes of a type that made our supervisor wince before delivering a stern lecture. In […]

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