Phil. A. Ménard (AKA The Chatty DM)

I am the content(Ed) creator.

You know you have achieved peak old man energy when you get genuinely excited about having a new two slice toaster and mocassins-type slippers delivered. Made myself an everything bagel with cheese. You waited 17 years for this content, all y'all.

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I am progressively more at peace with the whole "Retire into Something" concept. I've achieved a some creative pieces I'm extremely proud of. I co-raised 2 children to independence and adulthood. I can race @davethegame.bsky.social to 1000 blog articles while he's busy doing game great designs

After catching myself doom scrolling once too many in bed or waiting for the work bus, I deleted Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok from my phone. I'll read (even) more books and stop reading long AI generated "hot takes".

Having a bunch of colleagues co-voice stimming in a closed room is an experience. :)

I'm a neurodivergent writer so of course I'm aware of the loredump of interesting facts wrapped into a story you're getting withoput asking for it. Awareness is not enough for me to stop myself. The impetus of getting the story out of my mind is required for my brain to return to baseline social.

OPne of our recurring clientsis a young woman who hunts down Eldrazis to add to her collection into a beautiful Eldrazi binder. Me: We should nickname you Eldrazigal Her: Oh, I need a new email! Colleague: Or Zendigirl! Her: Even better!

Riftbound and Lorcana pre-release weekend on top of Magic Modern and Draft events. Manager: It will be a $#17 show. Me: We shall prevail! Manager: Happy that you aren't jaded. Me: Ask me again Sunday.

Had massive amounts of sausage and diced rotisserie chicken tomato pasta sauce. Also had too much cheese. Made lasagnas. Brown bagging it for work also means I can make my favourite dish!

"...laboured to synthesise a merging of the two, and came up with a rather unappealing mélange that was almost, but not entirely, completely unlike what actually greeted them." -Service Model I see what you did there, @aptshadow.bsky.social

It's only con drop if it occured in the region of Indianapolis, IN, otherwise it's just plain bubbly ludonarrative depression.

Store Manager: Why don't you have your keys. Me: I changed pants... SM: Say no more.

Her: Friend told me I should hug trees. Me: Actual hugging? Her: No, she meant it figuratively as in "enjoy nature". She also asked me if I knew Hubert Reeves. Me: The French Canadian astronomer? Her: I told her I knew Uber Eats. Me: Did you just? Her (laughing)

The deeper I get into reading @aptshadow.bsky.social's Service Model, the more I suspect he played some Paranoia TTRPG. I am half morbidly fascinated with the world he built and half suspecting it's a single novel-sized joke like Costikyan's, well... OG Paranoia and "One Quest, Hold the Dragons"

My staff: We have a RCQ tournament, can you close the store. Chances are they'll split prizes early and you'll be out by 6h30PM I got out at 8. (Started at 9). I shall remember, dear staff. There's going to be a rotation. :)

@aptshadow.bsky.social's Service Model novel feels like if Ionescu wrote Abott and Costello's Who's on First with strictly non sentient characters. It's different. In a good, absurd way.

Store Story #2 Late 30s guy and dad came in, reminiscent of younger days collecting Pokemon cards. Yaddi Yaddi Yadda, dad bought 300$ worth of Pokemon cards and a booster box of Teenaged Mutant Ninja turtles collector's booster packs for the son's birthday. Note: Son plays neither games.

Store Stories: Uncle and Auntie want to buy The Hobbit Magic cards for an 11 yo nephew who collects cards but not playing yet. I sold them a pre-release kit. They then got one booster for each kid invited at the party. And 3 for the uncle because he sensed the addictive power of the game...

We're labeling our French products today to meet a set of guidelines behind an upcoming language law. We could stop ourselves with that particular product.

Time for jorb! Week #3 starts. I'm really enjoying it. My friends and close ones make a point of visiting me on my weird "Monday-Tuesday" weekends, making its potential for loneliness feel less so.

I had a can of chickpeas I wanted to use without doing a bean salad or hummus. I ended up drying them, tossing them with all kinds of spices (including a curry wurst mix) and oven roasted them. Now I have crunchy snack and salad fodder.

Me: Mutant: Year Zero is 22$ Also Me: Oh it's a PC game, should I replug my gaming laptop. Steam machine: Arumph! (Spongebob voice: A leettle lateur) Streaming Mutant: Year Zero from my Steamn Machine to my M4 Mac Mini with the magic of a Gigabit wired connection!

I think I just "gay code switched" (I am an accent chameleon) and I don't know how I should feel about it. I didn't mean to imitate the client's tone but I noticed too late to switch back.

Also had two young First Nations men pick up their card orders under their Mohawk names. So cool! :)

My absolute favorite thing about being the assistant manager of Face à Face Games is meeting out of province Canadians and sharing this connection that shatters 50 years of "othering politics". Them: I am from (province), sorry. I forgot most of my high school immersion French Me: Welcome!