Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

The Incredible Disappearing Bob

Bob and Quinn at Cheeseburger CheeseburgerOver the summer, my friend Bob moved to Idaho. Or someplace.

A few years ago, we would spend every Saturday evening in Bob’s basement, around a table playing D&D. We’d play an assortment of games on the weekend, actually. Sometimes Bob would run the game, sometimes one of us.

Of Zombies and Faeries

I spent some time over the weekend drowning myself in faerie - again.

I’ve been having very strange dreams as a result of reading more of Neal Gaiman’s infuriating collection of short stories, Fragile Things. What’s so maddening? They all end improperly. They’re all perplexingly curiosity-inducing, and then yank the rug out from under you just as you round the corner to the end.

Invention Convention

Every year, Abby’s elementary school runs a kind of science fair with the purpose of inventing something new and useful. All grades can participate, and there isn’t any restriction against fanciful or impractical ideas.

This year’s convention was in the school gym, and hosted 85 participants. There were quite a lot of interesting ideas.