regarding living in Worcester
It has been an interesting journey.
The bus ride was essentially eventless and I had (at the time) a functional ipod to shorten my journey. I arrived super charged physically and mentally exhausted. The odd blend left me spasmodic and energetic in ways that are at best annoying.
On a slightly more valuable note I finished the first of my assigned reading One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich it was painful, but by design, and shines a merciless light on human's love for routines and astounding ability to acclimate. Douglas Adams mentions that "humans are great adapters," but I doubt he meant learning to survive in one of Stalin's forced labor camps.
When I first moved in with Erica we were staying at Sanford, her old dorm which was even then all but abandoned and she remained only by special privilege. It was strange having such a large space and so few persons.
We went to a "music night" which is a gathering of interesting people many of which are musicians. It was a good time but Erica had not gotten much sleep and had a bit too much wine. Thankfully a good nap had her back we had fun fitting four people on a recliner and watching Indiana Jones (not the new one).
Then Erica's job as an ESL (English Second Language) teacher to local immigrants began. It is the first week, the materials are late, the class sizes are unclear, the space they have is irregular, and so forth. It all adds up to a good deal of stress and it has been interesting being a house mate during this time. As I write this she is finishing her last class till next Tuesday and I dearly look forward to her decompressing.
I don't have a bike yet and it is driving me nuts. arrrrrr! I am preparing to walk to a cafe for 45 minutes, had I a bike it would be a 15 minute pedal. There is of course a neat program called "Earn a Bike" where you can volunteer at a local bike shop for five hours and then get a free bike (that you fix up). I had helped there one day already and had fun putting in new cables, gear shifter, checked the wheel, tube, and rim. All that however is only an hour thirty at a place that is open 3 times a week for 2 and a half hours at most. le sigh.
I have been gaging how active i can stay in my old LARP; at this point I think I can reasonably keep up with the game and have some fun effects but the game at large was getting a bit tired for me. This, I should say, is no condemnation of the staff. I think the game is in great hands I just rather look forward to getting some distance. That said I am being reminded that people who don't roleplay or somesuch are surprisingly boring. You would think that a lot of the folks that condemn the gaming scene have a host of activities they do. The fact is that most of there people seem to spend a good amount of time talking with each other (unlike gamers who never do this) and watch TV or some other sedate hobby. I am rather happy that I play D&D.
On the note of Dungeons and Dragons, satan's game, I am seriously considering running a game on the road trip. I will have a captive audience for a good long time and two of the road trippers do play with a third who wants to learn. I look forward to trying my hand at another game and I intend to make this a bit of a sandbox game which takes some burden off of me and will let the players seek out something meaningful.
That seems like enough update for now, look forward to more meaningful spatterings in the future.
The bus ride was essentially eventless and I had (at the time) a functional ipod to shorten my journey. I arrived super charged physically and mentally exhausted. The odd blend left me spasmodic and energetic in ways that are at best annoying.
On a slightly more valuable note I finished the first of my assigned reading One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich it was painful, but by design, and shines a merciless light on human's love for routines and astounding ability to acclimate. Douglas Adams mentions that "humans are great adapters," but I doubt he meant learning to survive in one of Stalin's forced labor camps.
When I first moved in with Erica we were staying at Sanford, her old dorm which was even then all but abandoned and she remained only by special privilege. It was strange having such a large space and so few persons.
We went to a "music night" which is a gathering of interesting people many of which are musicians. It was a good time but Erica had not gotten much sleep and had a bit too much wine. Thankfully a good nap had her back we had fun fitting four people on a recliner and watching Indiana Jones (not the new one).
Then Erica's job as an ESL (English Second Language) teacher to local immigrants began. It is the first week, the materials are late, the class sizes are unclear, the space they have is irregular, and so forth. It all adds up to a good deal of stress and it has been interesting being a house mate during this time. As I write this she is finishing her last class till next Tuesday and I dearly look forward to her decompressing.
I don't have a bike yet and it is driving me nuts. arrrrrr! I am preparing to walk to a cafe for 45 minutes, had I a bike it would be a 15 minute pedal. There is of course a neat program called "Earn a Bike" where you can volunteer at a local bike shop for five hours and then get a free bike (that you fix up). I had helped there one day already and had fun putting in new cables, gear shifter, checked the wheel, tube, and rim. All that however is only an hour thirty at a place that is open 3 times a week for 2 and a half hours at most. le sigh.
I have been gaging how active i can stay in my old LARP; at this point I think I can reasonably keep up with the game and have some fun effects but the game at large was getting a bit tired for me. This, I should say, is no condemnation of the staff. I think the game is in great hands I just rather look forward to getting some distance. That said I am being reminded that people who don't roleplay or somesuch are surprisingly boring. You would think that a lot of the folks that condemn the gaming scene have a host of activities they do. The fact is that most of there people seem to spend a good amount of time talking with each other (unlike gamers who never do this) and watch TV or some other sedate hobby. I am rather happy that I play D&D.
On the note of Dungeons and Dragons, satan's game, I am seriously considering running a game on the road trip. I will have a captive audience for a good long time and two of the road trippers do play with a third who wants to learn. I look forward to trying my hand at another game and I intend to make this a bit of a sandbox game which takes some burden off of me and will let the players seek out something meaningful.
That seems like enough update for now, look forward to more meaningful spatterings in the future.