I’m not sure what we’re going to do yet tonight. It’s a gaping hole of entertainment opportunity that I will probably squander. Although I really feel like a nice hamburger grilled at home. Maybe I can convince Dave to pack up his fight sticks and come over to play DOA3. We could even use the gift card Dan gave me for my birthday to get some badly needed controller extension cords. Finally, something worthy of the gift card.
Tomorrow is another thing. I’m running D&D tomorrow, assuming the Earth doesn’t end. I’m optimistic for the Earth not ending and so I should probably finish writing up the story for tomorrow’s game. This game has been interesting in the planning stages because in spite of not having each night’s events planned out in advance, each step of the adventure has long before been scripted.
Tomorrow’s game night takes adventurers to the exotic locale of the backwoods of Cormyr, where a rope bridge awaits them. Do they cross it? Do they fall it? How many of the PCs have boots of Levitation and Spiderclimb? Will the hordes of people and orcs do anything to stop them from crossing the bridge? Who knows?! Find out tomorrow in the continuing adventures of… The Onyx Mirror.
We’ll probably have to shop for Jen’s birthday gift tomorrow, too, since Sunday will be pretty tight. Maybe we could even do that tonight if Dave doesn’t want to play video games. Or if Berta doesn’t want us to play video games. Hmm.
Ok, so Sunday is going to be interesting. We have tickets (via Mom) to go see Cirque du Soleil again in Philly. This year is Alegria. I’ve seen quite a few Cirque du Soleil acts: La Nouba (2 times), “O”, Dralion, and Varekai. Each one is only slightly different in substance, although the music, decorations, and general theme change significantly. Actually, “O” was quite different from the rest just because of the whole water thing. I wouldn’t mind seeing that one again, truthfully.
With each viewing I notice more behind-the-scenes stuff that you shouldn’t try to notice if you really want to enjoy the show. At some point I might have to stop going to these because the mystery will be spoiled. It’s sadly never as good as the first time. Our first La Nouba show was certainly the best. Those little girls with the diabolos rule!
Our show is at 1pm and we’ll probably leave for the city around 11am. We’ll pick up lunch along the way. Abby and Nana are going with us, too, this time. I hope Abby likes the show and doesn’t get too squirmy.
I wasn’t intending on a recap here, but yesterday’s events at the hospital were pretty entertaining. We got to see a lot more this time than we did with Abby, I think. You could see feet and hands, toes and fingers. The nurse got the heart on the screen, beating, and measured the length of legs and head size. That machine is pretty cool.
I was thinking that the ultrasound machine probably didn’t need to be so big. You could probably put the whole of the ultrasound wand on a PCI card and plug it into a high-end system and do just as well. This thing was the size of an office photocopier.
I’m still waiting for Berta to turn into a blimp. She’s still looking quite trim for a pregnant person. She would complain otherwise, but I think she still looks good. What am I saying? She looked good when she was her blimpiest with Abby.
Our wedding anniversary is next Saturday. 6 years. This is insignificant compared to the total time we’ve been together, which is more than double that. Still, a perfect milestone. (Perfect numbers are those whose factors, when added together, equal the number itself. The next perfect number after 6 is 28.)
Ah, yes. I am some kind of nerd. Now if I could use that power to determine why my office smells like stinky feet in the afternoons… Oh. Wait. Nevermind.
