Welcome To Clown Town

The sturdy men I keep running into at shows that never know the bands and appear to have materialized solely to be Pit Captains. They are the first ones to immediately help people that fall and dive to the ground in the most reckless way possible when someone drops their glasses. They are then (consensually) shoving people into the pit that are too nervous to jump in and steamrolling in right behind them. They are picking up trash that falls in and around the pit. They are the last to leave the venue because they are telling the band members about all of the shows from mainstream bands that weren’t half as good as they were tonight

Running a d&d campaign for a group of SEVEN PROFESSIONAL WRITERS is an entirely other realm that I was woefully unprepared for (they use their degrees and skills to figure out the intricacies of the plot line and still derail an entire session’s worth of narrative progression because one of them wants to seduce someone’s husband)

I have to reprogram the keyboard because it doesn’t have a space bar or any punctuation, and I’ll also need to do some kind of wiring situation so that it can hook up to the computer (raspberry pi zero w). There aren’t physically enough keys to add all the punctuation so I want to turn the sliding game menu bar into the punctuation bar. I have no programming experience.