Greetings dear blogosphere. In part of my summer of selfishness I’ve just started gutting the disaster that is my basement in order to give myself a nice place to game that is relatively free of spiders and no longer prone to flooding.
I didn’t get around to taking any before pictures as I should have, but I thought I’d share the current state of things. So far I’ve moved my copious gaming supplies, books, models, etc into my garage and various parts of the house. After that I removed the rest of the 1960s terrifying wood paneling that was left over and began removing the framework holding it up.
Up next I’ll be finishing removal of the framework, knocking down a nasty ass drywall partition in my band’s practice space, and then deep cleaning the floors and walls with a power washer before using concrete floor paint to make future cleanup as hassle free as possible. This will all be capped off later this summer by adding a backflow preventer to our sewer system and sealing up 2 minor foundation leaks- providing a gaming experience that is less prone to be like a waterpark during storms. At the end of this I think I’ll also have enough salvageable plywood and 2x4s to make that second gaming table I’ve been wanting to add for a while.
All said and done my basement will have a new open floor plan accommodating gaming, band practice, laundry, and a workout space complete with my elliptical and Dr. Girlfriend’s punching bag (mess with her and she will krav maga your ass into the ground).
Here are some pics of the current state of things:
Part of my 8×4′ table, some furnace action, and 2×4 frames.
Another view of the gaming side of the room:
I pity our garbagemen. Check out this sweet wood paneling, btw:
A shot of some of my gaming shit in the garage. Yeah, there’s even more where that came from…
Here’s a shot of the current practice space. Imagine the sheer horror of 5 sweaty guys, one of whom is a body builder, crammed in there. Not nice- and the smell….
And last but not least, I’ve uncovered a treasure trove of weird shit hidden in the recesses of the basement. Now, I’ve only been in this house 3 years, but some of my stuff has been in boxes since I left home for college in ’98, so you may well imagine my surprise when these gems fell out of a D&D rulebook. Record sheets from a campaign I was DMing in like 1997! holy hell…
Amongst these relics, I found a character with the best fantasy name ever: Larry. I think an old friend Justin was running this guy, but I’m not sure. Here is what I found scribbled into the racial traits section of the sheet:
“heavy drinking, self mutilation, beating cocks (?) and preps, lusty wenches”
I’m not sure what to make of that, but it seems pretty reasonable to me.
Apparently Lauby was running a character in the same party named Myk X. Tarudo who was for some reason in possession of several vials of acid, nice clothes, a scroll of levitation, and a horse named Bucephalous.
I even found a note from one of the players that simply said “he so stupid!” Oh the good times.