Dicey
Rain wasn't forecast to begin until 3 p.m., but no sooner had I left the house than large cold drops start to fall. I got to the bus stop just as the Clark 22 did; a woman waiting even remarked on it. Middle Eastern Bakery seemed less full than usual, but the counterman was in the back making falafel, so the proprietor had his hands full running from the register to the back of the house and back. I waited only five minutes for the bus home but the driver ignored my signal and I walked an extra block in the frigid drizzle. At home,
monshu, who'd completed his own trip to Mariano's and back before I left the house, deplored the crappiness of the weather. I suggested he put the fire on and regretted that I couldn't simply stretch out in the bath reading a bad novel.
Today was a game day, but with two of the party out of town, we decided against having an RPG session and instead played other games--a streamlined, dice-based version of Pandemic and a deck-building superhero combat game. The latter seemed too easy after our struggle to beat the former. The dice were against us in the first two games, and remained against JB in the last, which landed him squarely in the barrel. He embraced it. At the end, it was all going to come down to his roll until we wisely took it out of the hands and passed it to the Ewok, who succeeded handsomely. JB insisted on having a roll anyway, to see what he would've gotten, and failed in a fashion so stunning I literally fell to the floor laughing.
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Today was a game day, but with two of the party out of town, we decided against having an RPG session and instead played other games--a streamlined, dice-based version of Pandemic and a deck-building superhero combat game. The latter seemed too easy after our struggle to beat the former. The dice were against us in the first two games, and remained against JB in the last, which landed him squarely in the barrel. He embraced it. At the end, it was all going to come down to his roll until we wisely took it out of the hands and passed it to the Ewok, who succeeded handsomely. JB insisted on having a roll anyway, to see what he would've gotten, and failed in a fashion so stunning I literally fell to the floor laughing.