Fortunately, this is also the week that my copy of My Life With Master by Paul Czege arrived. I read it in a single sitting, and I'm itchy to play.
It's an indie RPG of the kind that my old buddy Lester Smith once brought into the TSR office on a regular basis. In other words, normally I wouldn't have dug this one up (my FLGS takes few flyers on indie games), but hey, I had been hearing about it for years on the grapevine. Then BoingBoing plugged it, and whaddya know, it's amazing. I'll save the full report for after a game session, but let's just say that it reminds me of The Whispering Vault in the best possible way.
I am halfway to finding my top hat, brass goggles, and frock coat, just so I can run a manical session or three of this game. Why? Well, there's all the edition-zealot noise in D&D-land for the last few months (and the prospect of more to come), and there's my sad ponderings on whether the GSL will be released before GAMA. Combined, they put me in a generally foul mood about traditional heavy-tome, wargaming-derived RPGs. A little character-heavy, scene-chewing hilarity might be just what the doctor ordered to inject some fun into the genre.
And if that works out as planned, I think I may just go pick up Bacchanal next. These indie games are tasty, like thin mints.