The slow, creeping dark of winter

I had something to write about this morning, but decided partway through (having been interrupted by having to go chase a cat) that it wasn't something I was comfortable writing about. You can go read about it here, anyway, and it says most of what I would have added: https://arstechnica.com/gaming/2023/01/rpg-fans-irate-as-dd-tries-to-shut-its-open-game-license/

In brief, though, I'm not sympathetic to WOTC at all on this. A key part of the stated purpose of the OGL was to 'encourage the kind of network externalities that would make the D&D rules system more popular, thus increasing sales of the game's core rulebook and allowing others to profit off of content based on that system.' It's deeply churlish, to put it mildly, to turn round at this stage and try to reap more of the rewards while throwing off any of the responsibilities.

Rainy here today. The slow, creeping dark of winter. The birds seem active, though, but I suppose they have to be.

I'm coming off about five days of semi-insomnia, where I've managed to get only about 50% of the sleep I need, for no discernibly obvious reason. That broke last night (which chemical intervention), which is only a mild improvement. It has made returning to work needlessly trying.

Today, I am this fox: