The Weekend
It was another successful wine tasting at Russell's-- arguably our most well attended so far. The guests managed to clean out over 30 bottles of wine and five pounds of cured meat. By all accounts the evening was a complete success.
I remember very little towards the end of the evening but I think I managed to avoid any faux pas or indecent propositions. I could barely stand the sight of wine Sunday and my first words when I woke up at noon were, "I hate my life." (My life and I have since worked through our issues and are BFF again.)
Sunday however around 7:30 PM my friend Maddox was mauled by a bear and lost his right eye.
I realize he's just a D&D character but it's still upsetting. Logan and I use a variant rule for character death that gives the PC a deformity rather than killing outright-- so I guess I should be thankful the smarmy bastard is still alive. Next week it's my game so I at least get to return the favor.