Playing D&D when I was a child

My first exposure to Roleplaying games was when I was in 5th grade. A friend of mine brought the infamous redbox to school and we fumbled our way through charts, tiny text and closely examined drawings of knights and trolls. I’m not sure that we played to the letter of the law or even vaguely…

An Introduction and Clarification

Hey everyone, I just wanted take an opportunity to introduce myself and to clarify somethings that you may be (rightfully) confused by. My name is Tim Bruhn. It really is, hence the URL. I believe in transparency, truth, justice and the Asian American way. I was born in 1972, and will be turning 43 this…

Making a Card Game is Very Glamorous

Witness the glory of the printing and cutting of a beta set of Tropes. A $300 color laser printer, endless reams of card stock, and a couple of paper cutters and scissors (oh and an amazing game idea) is all you need to duplicate the Tropes team success. (Such as it is). Why not kick in a…

Playing D&D with Generation X

I’m very happy with Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition, from power management to making martial classes viable, I think there’s a lot going for it. (There’s a few things I wish they had considered, but that’s another blog post). That being said, old gamer habits die hard and sometimes we older gamers run up against certain realities….

Playing D&D with Millennials

“Ok, I’ll keep my longbow trained on the cultists, as soon as one spots the bard, I’ll shoot!” Those were the words I spoke as I played D&D with a few millennials recently. And yes, true to form as soon as the bard messed up his stealth roll and alerted the Cultists of the Snake…

How I was taught not to become a germaphobe

Once when I was in Elementary School a teacher had herded us all to the bathrooms. After we did our business we gathered around a large round communal sink. All of us dutifully used the powdered pink soap and washed our hands and dried them on paper towels. I completed this mundane task, then walked…

A Deck of One’s Own

Recently, I’ve been dreaming of owning a deck, or a porch if you rather. I imagine a large expanse of cedar boards where I’m simply sitting, letting a mild breeze flow through my shirt and hair while I overlook a plain of grasses swaying in the zephyr. The skies are cerulean. The air is crisp…

New stuff

A friend of mine said a word an I misinterpreted it as “USAsian”, and immediately thought of an Asian American super patriot. I sketched it out in 10 minutes and an hour later *another* professional artist friend rendered him in her style! Fantastic! Maybe I should take this as a sign that I need to…