So the weekend was tough. In part because I've been working on a lot of freelance that I agreed to before taking the contract job. But also because I spent a good chunk of Saturday playing World of Warcraft with friends (that would be real-life friends who I am meeting online to play - its sort of like my Thursday Night group without having to leave the house). All our characters are in late level 20s, early level 30s, and getting the crud kicked out us by Elites five levels lower than we are. Sigh.
But the cool thing was Sunday afternoon, where we gathered at T'ed and Jill's place for his Spiediefest. A spiedie (pronounced SPEE-dee) is marinated meat (we used chicken and pork) served on a hoagie roll, and is the pride and joy of Binghamton, NY, where T'Ed once lived. There are a wide variety of marinades, but T'ed swears by Lupos, and have to admit they were pretty durn good. The company was excellent - mostly WotC and former WotC, with only a few of them engaging in the weirdness of web sites. Families, discussions of movies and books, and lots of spiedies. Very pleasant.
But now, back to the fray. More later,
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