I've started running. Not well. Not quickly. Not for long. But I am running ... and slowly making progress (where "progress" is defined as no longer feeling like I'm going to collapse after running for three blocks).
Running was never my thing. My sister's thing, yes, but never mine. I was more about cycling -- I was happy to go on on a meandering 20-mile ride and have fun trying to find my way back home.
I'm back from GenCon 2014. As always it was an exhausting-but-fun four days of gaming, preceded by a few days visiting with my wife's relatives relatives in southern and central Indiana.
One of the big reasons I come to GenCon is to play games, but it's not the only reason: shopping is another. In 2000 I bought my first Dungeons & Dragons 3rd Edition Player's Handbook there, in 2014 I'll by my first 5th Edition PHB. This is where I got my Battlestar Galactica and Serenity RPG books, as well as more d20 sourcebooks than I care to mention.
I'm on the road to GenCon 2014. In seven hours I'll be in Indianapolis, rendezvousing with friends, checking into the hotel, picking up my registration pack ... and getting reading to roll some dice. As I wrote a few months ago, this is my first trip to GenCon since 2007. A lot has changed since then -- from what I've heard, the convention has gotten even bigger than it was then (and it was hella big then, having outgrown Milwaukee a few years earlier).
It's finally time to upgrade. After about 3 years with my iPhone 4, I've finally upgraded to the iPhone 5S.
Obviously I wasn't in a hurry to upgrade. My iPhone 4 served me well, and the recent iOS 7.1 upgrade breathed some new life into the old hardware by speeding up most interactions. I couldn't say how much faster it is, but it was a noticeable improvement
It's probably the goatee.
Somewhere around the year 1998, an alternative version of myself never started watching the Mets again. Never got hooked on the Subway Series between the Mets and the Yankees in 2000. Never started playing baseball games again on his Xbox 360, never started throwing baseballs on the quad at the college where he works, never went to an IronPigs game, never assistant coached his daughter's softball team...
I have a goal for April: update Nuketown 30 times in 30 days, with at least three updates a week that are blog posts and four that are microcontent.
What I'd really like is to do a blog post, review, or column every day of the month, but there's no way that's happening. My wife is coaching softball, I'm coaching baseball, and I'm ramping up for a major redesign at work. Oh, and I'm the executor for my grandfather's estate.
My grandfather died on last month, on February 12, 2014. He was 98 years old, and passed away quietly in his sleep. It was surprising, insomuch as the death of someone with nine decades under his belt can be considered surprising. I truly believed he'd live to be a hundred; when I saw him last he looked good -- a little tired, but happy.
There's this meme that's circulating that claims that themed LEGO sets -- Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Pirates of the Caribbean, etc. -- are killing imagination. The argument goes that unlike the generic sets of old (or even better, the big bin of blocks), these sets kill imagination. Advocates of the Good Old Days claim that act of building these sets locks children into that particular milieu. Worse yet, kids don't build anything original any more; instead they can only follow the corporate hive minds step by step instructions.
I've got a lot of stuff. A few thousand comics. Hundreds of books. Dozens of board games. An equal number (if not more) of role-playing games. Three Macs (two of which only work haphazardly). And the accumulated technological detritus of 42 years of geeky living.