Saturday : 27 August 05

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Friday was a good day.

Since we work only three buiIdings apart, I had lunch with . Dasks. Tasty.

Our company summer picnic was also yesterday. Engineers and technicians (and their families) in the sun. For those of you who are already laughing, you understand. For those of you who are not, don’t worry… just trust me: It’s funny. Watching the volleyball “game” was pure comedy. The tennis matches were decent, though. I was waiting for a “grudge match” between Golden (my team lead) and John (one of my team’s testers). There’s been some playful static about Golden beating John at a go-cart race last year… by two one-hundredths of a second. So, John sought his revenge on “the Court of Honor.” And he got it. I’m sure that there will be much rejoicing (read: “Gloating”) on Monday morning.

After the picnic, it was on to this week’s Clitorati gathering. The usual suspects – plus – were there. Nyx didn’t draw on my head this week, though. Oh, well.

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I had coffee with Perry this morning. He brought a box of some of the custom HeroClix that he had made. And among them…

     

That’s right: My very own Indigo Bolt custom ‘Clix. I have my own (very tiny) action figure. How cool is that?!

After coffee I came home for a bit before called and asked me to help move a couch. I went over, we moved the couch, and chatted for a little while.

I came home and patrolled The Hollows with a group. I’m not sure whose mission we were on, but we were in over our heads from the get-go. There was plenty of death to be had for everyone involved. It wasn’t a pretty sight. That group disbanded rather quickly. I was asked to join another group within a couple of minutes of leaving the first one. This team knew how to work together and in an effective manner. There was a point where we got swarmed and killed, but I can accept dying because we were attacked by two or three groups much more easily than I can through inept gameplay.

I headed to ‘ to play HeroClix with him, Chris and Christopher. We decided who was going to be teamed up (Nox and me vs. Chris and Christopher) and what figures we were using and then we played. Nox and I were defeated, rather handily… but we put up what I think was a respectable fight. Christopher and Alexis left after that game; came over and we played a game called Munchkin. As Nox describes it: “It’s like being a 12-year-old player in a D&D game run by a 10-year-old.” And for those of you who have no idea what that means: “It’s just silly fun.”

Breakfast was a small affair, but good, nevertheless.

It’s late and I am extremely tired. Time to wander the Wildways to The Dreaming.

Namaste.