Congradulations to Kim and Jay for producing such an awesome offspring in Trevor Mendel! He seems as healthy as can be hoped for, always a good sign!
Today I visited the three of them in the hospital and got to hold the little one during an extended off-site lunch hour my boss was gracious enough to OK. Then when I got home I discovered that Raul Navaro had mailed me an invitation to the ten anniversary high school reunion. Too bad it's scheduled for the eleventh anniversary homecoming! It's Raul, so like almost everything he touched in high school, its doomed to failure before it starts. Perhaps someone will create an alternate reunion which will be well planned and fun, but everything he's ever touched has been the exact opposite. That said, if my friends actually decide to go I'll go too just for the companionship and curiocity factor. However, I suspect that if we do go, it'll be like the old Raul events and quickly departed from. Oh, how I wish anyone else was involved. It's the touch of death I tell you. Who knows how many people won't even consider attending it because of his well known inability to understand what his peers want and desire?
Yesterday I found out that my mother quit her job because of the high amounts of stress had been adversely affecting her health. You might pray that she and her husband obtain a steady source of income soon. I also took the time to sort the Shadowfist cards gained from the GenCon tournaments I entered.
Monday I went with An and Tina to
Kartchner Caverns, an amazing example of modern stewardship to our few remaining natural wonders of the underdark. I highly recommend taking the opportunity to view these caverns whenever time and funds permit. I had always heard the story of the caverns and been intrigued, but once I actually experienced them it made all previous caving adventures seem amature in comparison.
Hopefuly, "progress" won't spoil this natural wonder.
Sunday my mother was supposed to come up for mass, but she called me to inform me that she was taking her husband to the hospital. I was to later learn that it was a gallbladder problem of some sort. At mass, the congregation was full again, leading me to believe that most people are back from their summer vacations. The announcement that the stewardship fair is in two weeks would seem to confirm it.
Saturday I mowed the lawn which hadn't been tounched since the day before I left for Gencon. Monday I was to receive a notice from the community warning me about the lawn. Have they no compassion for late return flights from vacations? Then when it got dark I started catching up on teh E-mails which were backlogged from as far back as the lawn had been ignored. Plus,
I posted some here.
Previous to the events in that post, Wednesday the 18th I awoke on Steve's couch and prepared for the trip to the airport. We picked up Troy along the way, parked at Preflight Parking, and entered the terminal. Once there we caught up with Flake who had scheduled his flight from home to connect to our flight in Phoenix. We had breakfast, then ran into
Mike and chatted politics until boarding.
Completely unlike our return flight, we arrived in Indianapolis ahead of schedule. From there the five of us shared a limo with another Gencon attendee from Florida (off of another flight most likely) to our respective hotels. After settling in, we went to
the RAM for dinner. They had a cool Ravenloft themed menu for convention attendees on scroll-like stationary. However, the most notable thing was that everywhere on looked inside was decorated with large movie theatre style banner of various games such a Neopets, Yu-Gi-Oh, D&D 30th Anniversary, et cetera. Even better, instead of useless spectator sports on the televisions, they were showing the SciFi Channel! Talk about a gamer's paradise. No one many groups from the
Gencon boards talked of meeting at the RAM or playing events in the back rooms of the RAM. Where else in town could a gamer feel more welcomed?
Tuesday I went to work, left early, came home and packed, and then went to Steve's place to crash so he wouldn't have to go to opposite sides of town in the morning to pick Troy and I up.
Monday I was surpised to discover was a third Monday. So I went to my father's work to borrow a drill and obtain some supplies for juryrigging my shed to close (following the break in from a week or so previous).
Then I went to visit Theodore Russel, Leia's newborn. He was extraordinarily healthy looking for someone who had been born with a tumor so big it prevented one lung from opening. Luckily he healed fast from the surgery and doesn't seem to be suffering any further negative repercussions.
Finally, I attended the LepreCon XXXI Program Team meeting, the first one since I offically substituted for Kitty as the Program Director. Larry has a lot of program already preplanned as Chair, and I still need him to give me a copy of all that. I guess I can wait until after CopperCon, but preferably no later.
Sunday I attended the Shield of Alamor Meeting 2, for Living Arcanis. We can't discuss non-retired modules, but suffice it to say that Ed is a horrible GM and Chris is an awesome GM when it comes to roleplaying the NPCs and setting mood with the box text. Ironically enough, we had an A ending with Ed's module and a B ending with Chris's module. This was mostly because all of the players in that module were relatively new to LA, leaving them unfamiliar with certain game mechanics (and their characters unfamiliar with certain tacticak truths and blunders). But hey, we need to make mistakes to learn. I still had more fun failing a module with Chris than succeeding in a module with Ed, so I think that pretty much sums up their GMing abilities.
When I went out for lunch I ran into Jesse, an old ICR pal from my college days, at Arby's. He was eatting there too and we caught up on old times.
Before the game I attended early morning mass, which was presided over by a elderly visiting priest who didn't get introduced nor introduced himself. Throughout the mass he insisted upon following old, no longer practiced rituals within the mass, and he said his words without feeling. You might pray for this man, who seemed jaded in his occupation.
Saturday was Steve's campaign. Friday was
AVP with Jen, Kitty, Monte, Rusty, and Trav at
AZ Mills. It was enjoyable, and seemed true to the movie and comics. Considering the large amount of materials already out there, I thought they did a good job of making an Alien prequel and Predator 2 sequel in one fell swoop. I could easily see an AVP2. Easily.
Thursday I found out that more people I know read this. That's about all that I found out, which leaves me somewhat intrigued.
Wednesday we had a
TFLAS meeting, a post-convention wrapup meeting. I took some notes, and I still haven't posted them yet.
Tuesday I posted here. And that's a good stopping point for catching up, as its getting late again already. See y'all around!
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There is no love lost between me and home owner's associations. Most boards like they are running their own little country and they act like dictators.
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