SubscribeStar Saturday: 4Xploring Old World

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Dr. Wife is visiting a friend this weekend, so I’m dog and koi duty.  It’s a pretty easy duty, so I’ve been playing lots of video games.

It’s rare that I spend extended periods gaming.  When I did have the free time to do so, my pattern was to play a game obsessively for about a week or two, then not touch it (or most other games) for months.  It’s one reason it took me four years to beat the main quest in The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind (and because I snuck everywhere and spent most of the time exploring outside of the main quest).  Every time exam week would roll around in college, I’d have several days of unlimited, unstructured time, during which I’d play for four-to-six hours at a stretch—then I’d barely touch the game until the next exam week.

It’s a testament to how easy college was that I was able to do that and still graduate magna cum laude (I was a mere three-thousandths of a point away from summa).  I don’t think it’s that I was particularly smart; I just knew how to take notes and study, and my mind for historical minutiae is like a Venus fly trap, absorbing and dissolving the meaty goodness into a nutritious synthesis of knowledge.

But I digress—that gaming pattern has persisted well into adulthood.  Now the time horizons are both more constricted and more expanded.  If I’m way ahead of work and composing and writing, I might play a game a couple of hours at night before bed for one-week period, but sleep deprivation hits hard and fast at forty-one, and I soon mend my ways as my gaming sessions creep beyond 10 PM.  On the other hand, the periods of fallow gaming time grow longer, where I might not touch any game (beyond a time-wasting phone puzzle game or the like) for months and months, other than an occasional round of Civilization VII with my boy Justin.

That’s all a long way of saying that—finally—conditions were ripe for an extended gaming session.  Dr. Wife is living it up in Charleston; the Internet is installed in the new house; packing continues, but we’ve put a huge dent into it; and I’m on Spring Break.  And way back in January I purchased the deep 4X game Old World.

Old World is from one of the guys who worked on Civilization IV, which is considered one of the best installments in the storied franchise (I agree).  The game’s composer is Christopher Tin, the guy who wrote the Grammy-winning “Baba Yetu,” the title music from Civ IV:

“4X” stands for “eXplore, eXpand, eXploit, eXterminate”—the pattern that such games follow.  Players start in a wreathed in darkness, and must explore it.  As promising spots for new cities are found, players expand to them, exploiting the valuable resources of those locations in the process.  Finally, players—either through direct conquest or some other means—must exterminate their opponents (or out-compete them) to achieve victory.  Each “X” builds upon the one that came before.  Explore well, expand well; expand well, exploit well; exploit well, and—well, you get the idea.

Old World follows that pattern, one familiar to legions of Civilization fans, but deepens the experience.  Like my exam week Morrowind adventures, the timeframe of the game is shorter than Civ—it’s just the ancient Near East and Mediterranean, not the entire world from 4000 B.C. to the distant future—but the focus is deeper.  Instead of an immortal leader, the game introduces mortal rulers and complex family dynamics, the likes of which Paradox Interactive games like Crusader Kings III feature prominently.  Instead of all of your cities remaining loyal because you keep the “happiness” at or above zero, cities are ruled by different aristocratic families within your kingdom, with whom you must curry favor.  Even your wife can get made at you, which has direct repercussions on the effectiveness of how you govern (“happy wife, happy life” is now gamified).

There’s way more to it than that, but just from playing through the tutorial—which I highly recommend to new players—I am hooked.  I started a semi-guided “learn by playing” game (a sort of self-guided tutorial after the more on-the-rails, five-part tutorial) as Babylon last night around 9 PM; the next thing I knew it was 2 AM!

Here’s how it all went down.

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Phone it in Friday CXXVIII: YouTube Roundup CLXXXIX: Snails!

This installment of Phone it in Friday: YouTube Roundup is quite phoned-in, as all of today’s videos were in Wednesday’s post.  But if you prefer to scroll through videos about Japanese Trapdoor Snails and koi ponds instead of reading, today’s post is for you!

Japanese Trapdoor Snails Arrive!

It’s hard to understate how excited I was to get these snails.  Now that they’re here, I want more fish!  Such is the nature of human endeavors—we always want more.  There is always another fish to conquer.

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TBT^4,294,967,296: End the Income Tax

Once again it’s tax season in the United States.  I won’t bore you—again—with the details of our bizarre, nightmarish tax situation, but to suffice it to say that, at the time of writing, yours portly and his dear Dr. Wife are about $5500 poorer and Uncle Sam is probably paying for a federal inmates gender reassignment surgery.  Next year will be much easier, but it’s always a pain.

I think what I resent most is that the federal government is now party to every economic exchange I make outside of purchasing a brownie from a sidewalk bake sale.  Any money I earn gets reported.  Indeed, I probably report more than I really need to, because I do take seriously Jesus’ instruction to “render unto Caesar that which is Caesar’s.”  I just wish Caesar was spending my money in the national interest, not in the niche interests of some special interest group or immigrant group that got here fifteen seconds ago.

But it is—for another year, at least—done.  Now I’m free to enjoy Spring Break and to wait, watchful and eel-like, for next year.

With that, here is 10 April 2025’s “TBT^65,536: End the Income Tax“:

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Midweek Koi Pond Update III: Japanese Trapdoor Snails

Yesterday (Tuesday, 7 April 2026) was a big day for the pond. After noticing the water level falling, I purchased a Boogie Blue Plus Garden House Filter (that’s an Amazon Affiliate link; I receive a portion of any purchases made through this link, at no additional cost to you) and topped off the pond.

I also had a shipment of Japanese Trapdoor Snails from www.prettykoifish.com.  I have been dying to add these massive mollusk beauties to our pond since I first learned about them.  They are the cleaning crew of any pond, and as they settle in and become active, they’ll deep clean the water and the liner.

Right now, our pond water is very murky.  That’s actually good for the koi—they prefer it to be murky—and is a sign of healthy biodiversity.  The only downside is that we can’t see our fish unless they’re coming up to feed!  It will take a few weeks, maybe months, but the Japanese Trapdoor Snails should start to hoover up lots of detritus.

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New Music Tuesday XI: “Sturgeon”

I’m nearly done—I think—with Koi Dance.  I’d like to write one or two more pieces for the collection, particularly one based on Japanese Trapdoor Snails.  I should have fifty-five of the suckers arriving via airmail this afternoon, and I’m excited to plop them into our pond.  They should clean up some of the murkiness quite nicely.

Today’s piece is a return to form for me, with the usual sort of counterpoint and tight harmonization I usually favor.  The first section is particularly based on parallel motion between the two parts, but the second section features a multimeter fugal section.

It’s also the only piece based on a fish that doesn’t live in a koi pond (as far as I know).  But when I heard what I’d scribbled down, it just sounded like a sturgeon!

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Monday Errands and Updates

Yours portly has begun his glorious Spring Break.  In years past, it’d be dedicated to nonstop indolence and self-indulgence (or, during my school maintenance years, to making some extra scratch).  Now Dr. Wife and I are working on getting the house unpacked and put into place.

We put a good dent into things this weekend, although there is still much left to do.  We managed to get quite a bit done in the kitchen, and last night I took some time to get my old stereo system and record player setup in my office.

One turntable and a microphone

I also purged a massive number of old CD cases (and some CDs), some of which I have not listened to in years (but I did keep my vast, nearly-complete collection of Rush CDs).  Ever since moving, our goal has been to reduce our clutter as much as possible.  I come from a long line of nesters, with a lot of “antique maximalists” (to use my sister-in-law’s phrase) in our family lineage.  I’ve endeavored to keep the best stuff, sell the good stuff, and give away the dross.  Even so, we’re still finding stuff from both of our old homes that, as we combine households, we just don’t need anymore.

Today I’m out of the house and running errands down in the “big city”—Florence, South Carolina.  Murphy is getting a much-needed bath and nail trim.  While she’s getting the spa treatment, I’ve been taking care of the “to-do” list.

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SubscribeStar Saturday: Tax Season

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After probably twenty hours and redoing our FY2025 taxes four times across four different software systems, each with their own distinct, labyrinthian logic, I finally filed our federal and State income taxes.

In the process, our balance due to the federal government swung wildly as I tried (in vain) to get Form 8962 to work correctly, which resulted in our federal return being denied—like Christ Being Denied by Peter—three times.

Finally, however, the cock crowed, and we coughed up our pound of flesh (and then some) to Uncle Sam and the States of North and South Carolina.

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Phone it in Friday CXXVII: YouTube Roundup CLXXXVIII: Koi Snacks!

The warm weather has the koi all in a tizzy whenever I get home from work.  The warmth makes them more active—and hungry.  So my new after-school ritual is to take Murphy out to do her business, then we sit by the koi pond while I feed the fish.

It’s pretty sweet.  I think we have about ten of them—they’re hard to count—and I introduced a couple of butterfly koi and another twenty rosy red minnows a couple of days ago.  Here’s hoping they do well!

I’m still waiting on Japanese Trapdoor Snails to show up at the big aquarium store down in Columbia, but I may end up ordering them from a supplier (or some guy on eBay, like I did with the ramshorn snails).

Regardless, here’s a fun video of the koi eating!

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TBT: Held Hostage by a Trans Autist at McDonald’s

In looking for a piece to reblog for this installment of TBT, I stumbled upon this piece involving some late-night McDonald’s shenanigans.  I really should compile a short collection of essays about my various misadventures at McDonald’s—and other fast food joints.  Slapping together fifty pages musing about fast food in the 2020s would be much like the food itself—cheap, reprocessed garbage that costs too much and is unfit for human consumption.

And yet, the cheap flavor and saltiness of such a volume would entice just as a nocturnal cheeseburger might.  What say you, dear readers?  Should I put together such a lofty tome?  Leave a comment and let me know.

With that, here is 2 April 2025’s “Held Hostage by a Trans Autist at McDonald’s“:

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