FISH
As we sat on the floor playing Munchkin, we looked out to see these boxes, all labeled FISH. Someone is getting their ω-3 fatty acids.
As we sat on the floor playing Munchkin, we looked out to see these boxes, all labeled FISH. Someone is getting their ω-3 fatty acids.
I love how one section is labeled **NOTICE**, and the other is labeled **FALSE STATEMENTS**. We went down to San Francisco for Apple’s Worldwide Developers’ Conference. At the airport gate in Seattle, we scared folks around us by sitting in a circle on the floor and excitedly playing Steve Jackson Games’ Munchkin card game. Several of us gathered a few times during trip to play such games, instead of going out drinking.
Our weeklyish Dungeons and Dragons sessions have been going well. One person has left, and two people have joined. We had to turn away two more people in order to avoid having too large a group. The characters are about level 6 now, which means I can throw some pretty hefty stuff at them and not worry about them dying. For one session, Rachael and John brought in cupcakes, topped with 4th of July frosting, in Halloween cups. They were scrumptious. On the MacBook you can see one of the 300 kitty stickers I mail-ordered. I used to buy these stickers when I could find them in dispensers, but no one ever stocks them anymore. The fewest I could buy online was 300, for just 20 ameribux, so I went for it, thinking I could give most of them away. Let me know if you want a kitty sticker. :D
Two days later, I had the whole concert, downloaded from Pearl Jam’s site, in lossless format, DRM-free, along with print-ready cover art and photos from the show, for $15. What a fine band indeed.
The sun went down, and Eddie got up on top of a shed in the middle of the audience.
For my second show at the Gorge, Sarah and Jon took me to see Pearl Jam. We enjoyed tasty snacks, talked about video games, and bounced around to rocking rare songs.
Jellyfish are probably my favorite animals, though ants are disputing the title. This aquarium had lots of lovely jellies of several different varieties. After witnessing my fondness for them, and for the stuffed jellyfish in the gift shop, Andrew secretly bought a stuffed one and held onto it until my birthday, months later.