Thanks for the Memory

A quick thanks to Tommy, Janine's brother, who kindly sent me 2 gigs of RAM and some headphones, all in a ploy to get me into the fairly addictive world of City of Heroes. In it, one creates his or her own superhero from scratch, and launches it into a globally interactive cityscape filled with other superheroes from players all over the world.

The real fun, of course, comes in character creation...

and

Oh yes, the Tobacconist was originally supposed to have been the Savage Cabbage, but that name had already been taken. Somehow.

And every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth shall be an abomination.

Thanks to my Dad for scanning umpteen slides into digital form. I hadn't seen this photo since shortly after it was taken.

Done and Done

I'm very tired at the moment, but in a state of muted glee. This is the last day I'll be here in the Siberia of Lancaster, Ohio for the foreseeable future. I think I can honestly say that this has been the longest week and a half in memory, to the point where I'm having trouble remembering what life was like before Januray 24th. Didn't I have a wife? A home? Somewhere... was it Connecticut?

Fillet of Soul Sessions: Feist

Feist performing in studio at KCRW, an NPR affiliate in Santa Monica. The song, venue, lady herself, it's all just too goddamn hip for words.