Kyle of Espionage Party

Nobody has ever adequately explained to me how one can eat cake without having the cake.

Thanks for sharing! We privately have referred to this one as More Space, Fewer Pirates.

A cat looks down from above a bed's headboard.

Judith watches over me.

We're most of the way through publishing Mozog Station is Falling down. I don't know how many games we'll have published then, but it will be one more than before.

Last play test of Mozog Station is Falling Down last night. It was a really good time, even if it kept most of us up past our bedtimes. On to publication!

A poster shows a space station being hit by meteors with messages signed by players in the blank spaces.

Mozog Station is Falling Down played at Make A Scene in Minneapolis recently. I don't know how it went, but someone made a cool poster that players signed, so I guess pretty well? Next, Espionage Party will be at Be-Con next weekend.

After hearing it only through parodies, I finally grew curious enough to listen to "Pink Pony Club." I honestly thought it was going to be about a group of young girls really into ponies.

A black and brown cat lies on a bed looking at the camera with a scowl.

Looking at that scowl, you wouldn't know she loves belly rubs.

Had a good time at Gen Con this weekend. No Planet for Old Pirates had a mass murder ending and kind of broke down, but most still seemed to enjoy it. Mozog Station is Falling Down had a great run, with a few people wishing it had run for even longer. Next is Be-Con in Chicago.

Getting ready for GenCon tomorrow, including a run of our brand new scenario on Saturday. Exciting stuff but also kind of nerve-wracking

Carrot fetched a toy I threw for him, but I didn't get video of it, and now he won't do it again. He just keeps demanding brushing and drugs.

I had a dream where I tried to explain Hogan's Heroes to someone, and I could not convince them it was really meant to be a comedy.

I've been asked how many bikes a few times, I think. Why do you have three?

An orange cat lies on a desk chair wearing a blue collar and looking at the camera.

An orange cat stretches out on its side atop a bedsheet. His mouth games open in a big yawn.

Captain Carrot is feeling very long this evening.

It's not odd that they meow; Carrot is very vocal. The odd part is that they were focused on each other while doing it. Adult cats are normally supposed to meow only to humans.

I saw my adult cats briefly meow at each other earlier. I don't think that is supposed to happen.

Wish I had some encouragement to give that wouldn't ring hollow. I've got the depressions bad today. So all I got is solidarity. People suck.

A black-and-white photograph of a woman with slicked hair wearing a fur coat and holding gloves.

By reports on Elvira Chaudior, "she is intelligent and has a quick brain but is probably rather lazy about using it...favors the companionship of women who may not be careful of their virginity...attractive to both sexes." Her cover as a ditzy socialite made her easy for powerful men to confide in.

An orange cat in a red vest walks on a leash at night on a well-lit sidewalk.

Tried to take Carrot for a walk since the temperature cooled, but between the air being soupy and some stray fireworks, we did not get all that far.

I'm going to relate some of the more interesting bits because our games are about espionage and I could use more humiliating Nazis in my life right now.

One of the great heroes of WW2 was a bisexual Peruvian bat guano heiress named Elvira who was a terrible gambler and agreed to lie to Nazis mostly out of boredom. The truth about real spies is often more batshit than anything in fiction, which is why I'm reading Double Cross by Ben Macintyre. 1/2

Wow, those goal posts sure are moving fast. Look at them go!

Have you heard of Nevada, friend?

I often wonder what city planners are thinking.

A brown and black cat lies curled up on a square box that reads Cursed Court, with her tail partially covering the first word. This is on a larger box that read SeaFall, which is on top of a bookshelf. A closed window can be seen above the cat.

Cursed Court is a Judith approved board game. It is the perfect size for napping on.

I'm thinking about making our game description: "Espionage Party is what happens when queer leftists like spies and messy drama." I feel like this perfectly captures what we do.

My greatest moment as a game writer was watching a game of Dr. Jingo that ended with one person signing a piece of paper and then 8 people being shot in under 15 seconds in a big death domino.

I was more annoyed than scared because I was pretty sure he would immediately find somewhere to hide rather than going far. His meows in response to my calls were kind of hilariously pathetic.

Had a fire alarm and forgot to connect the leash to Carrot's harness before putting him down outside. He ran because there was noise and strangers. I eventually found him hiding in a bush because he would meow in response to my calls. That was quite enough adventure for both of us today.