A long weekend is nice. My brain totally shuts down. I’m writing this on Sunday evening, and trying to figure out what I did on Friday, and I really can’t remember much. I think I took a walk on Whyte Avenue. I did also make myself a very nice dinner with a recipe I’m trying out. I have tried it in the past, but I used the wrong kind of chicken breast. What a difference that makes. It tasted fantastic.
But most of the time was taken up trying to get a D&D game ready for the next day.
On Saturday, it was beautiful out. It was a shame that I made plans to have a D&D game that afternoon. I did some banking and shopping in the morning and then tried to prepare a bit more for the game. But I just gave up and rested on my balcony. Looked at the view, and got to know my neighbor a bit better.
The D&D game was good. The party now has a quest in mind. Unfortunately, five minutes after they started on it, someone was dead from purple worm. They retreated back to the starting point and have begged to have their druid back. So I get to reincarnate him as something. I have an idea, but I don’t know if it is too cruel. I’ll discuss it with the other players before I commit. I could also say that instead they were able to get enough diamonds so the cleric could cast raise dead.
After the D&D game I went to New City. I got there at around 9:20. Staked out a table and waited for people I know to show up. They did soon enough and I talked to them.