OK, let's see.  Friday the 18th was Jackson's game at Trav/Russ/Tom/Lori's place.  Having been sent by the evil green dragon to check on Snowfall's safety, we found him still guarding the Tomb of Decken Thal for us.  Unfortunately the doors opened as we approached, spewing forth a warm black dust upon the snow.  Quickly realising that he was placing the world in danger, Squigbarm took off on his giant owl until the doors closed.  After a quick dart in and back out of range, he was satisfied in proving that Shadowstuff was indeed the key to opening the tomb.  No wonder the evil assassin wanted him!  Unfortunately, the warm dust melted the snow it landed upon, and turned into a black sludge which eventually spawned shadowy, incorporeal undead!  Those in the party who could approach the sludge filled it with as much positive energy as possible, with Cyrus being drained for a level when one came in direct contact with him.  The undead that came out quickly fled into the mountainside, taking advantage of the fact that their pursuers were corporeal.  Exhausted, we returned to Jer's Storm Castle for sleep. 

At Hexacon I ended up running into an old friend, Chris Turco, who used to run the best World of Darkness table top game of which I've ever been a part.  I guess he sold his whole collection of White Wolf products (several years worth of the entire line of products) when he thought that he'd never game again.  As with all of the old group, I've missed him dearly.  Hopefully, we'll stay in touch this time. 

One cool thing is that, as Program Director for CopperCon this year I can get him in as a participant.  He's written two novels, both in the SecondWorld Chronicals.  If all being Program Director gets me is a friend's chance to market his books, then it'll be worth it.  Of course, that's not all I'm getting.  The experience itself is useful, but helping a friend always seems better than helping myself.

Sunday, I slept in too late to attend the early mass.  HLA was going to keep me during the later morning masses, so I was going to have to attend mass in the evening and miss the traditional post-con diner.  Or so I thought.  What the group ended up doing was send Jackson with me to mass while they went with Kitty on a Secret Shopper outing at Metrocenter.  Then we met up at the Metrocenter Sizzler's afterwards.  It was nice of them to work around my schedule like that.

So, mass was precided over by our pastor again.  Once again he seemed comfortable with the contemporary mass, which is a good sign.  His homily was on gluttony, which actually seemed to strike a nerve with Jackson.  He even went out of his way to eat light at Sizzler's afterwards. 

The week after Hexacon has been filled with CopperCon madness.  Afterward the con I'm going to sleep for days if I can.  I have more CopperCon madness planned for after work this week as well.

Thursday Jay, Kim, and I got together with some Church's chicken and shot the breeze at their place.  After a few hours, Dai and his cousin Matt stopped by to drop off some workout passes to Jay and Kim.  We all chatted for a bit before they gave me a ride home (now that they live two and a half miles southwest of here). 

Friday and Saturday were Jackson's and Pitcher's games.  I'll recap those and HLA @ Hexacon in a later entry.

Sunday we had Father Milt back.  His homily was on seeing the signs and sacraments of God but not recognising them as such.  I think we're all guilty of that at times;  I know I have been. 

Afterwards we had a post-con wrapup meeting online for HLA.  Matt and Wayne showed up seventy minutes late, but I kept myself busy with CopperCon stuff while I waited.  Wayne has set up a post-con survey and has plans for both DarkCon and Hexacon next year.

Today I was busy with more CopperCon stuff.  I forgot to go grocery shopping, although I did post here a couple of times as a "break".  I shoudl probably go to bed now.  Night!