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new year's
Went to sleep late, woke up late. Took forever to get out of here, eventually Mark and Jay and I went up to the Dinosaur BBQ in Harlem. Chris and I had talked about going to Dinosaur when I was in Rochester but decided against it due to expected lines on a weekend night; but today the 3 of us just got in there with no wait at all. Had amazing food, including fried green tomatoes, and BBQ pork/brisket, the mac&cheese, and the sweet potatoes. It was all delicious.
After that I took the subway and train out to the suburbs to see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ketsugami and friends. I guess I got there a few hours earlier than most, so Django and Nasri and I sat around talking until the others showed up. It was pretty crazy catching up with Nasri since I hadn't seen him in probably 8 or 9 years at least, and I also didn't realize that we're the same age (almost exactly, by a week). Mostly we spent like an hour recounting old silly D&D stories from back when Django ran a couple legendary campaigns at CMU... then Gareth showed up with his wife, and we would have recounted even more D&D stories, but then Django's high school friends started showing up, and they have different RPG stories, so instead we all sat around talking until there were like 10 of us there, and it split into two groups, where the 4 of us CMU people plus Django's friend Mike played Smallworld, and then the other half played Cards Against Humanity in the other room. I don't play Smallworld that often so I'm not particularly versed in the strategy, so I was just going for amusement value, like playing fortified orcs and underground trolls and berzerking tritons, rolling tons of dice. Django won. After that we played Puzzle Strike, with me and Django against Nasri and Gareth, and Gareth got some ungodly combo off that eventually killed us. We watched the ball drop at midnight for happy 2013, which was kinda anticlimactic, and a little while after that people decided to head home.
Oh, I got to see the book cover for Django's next book, it looks awesome :)
Gareth and his wife live in the city and were going to drive me to the subway so I didn't have to deal with the train, but in the end instead Gareth just gave me a ride all the way back to the East Village! It wasn't so bad, nowhere as crowded/stupid as we thought it would be.
I got two slices of pizza at one of the cheap places and then came upstairs. Yawn. Why am I still awake?
BTW -- it's funny but I totally did not notice Dick Clark died, because I was in the hospital at the time with my gallbladder attack. How weird is that?
After that I took the subway and train out to the suburbs to see
ketsugami and friends. I guess I got there a few hours earlier than most, so Django and Nasri and I sat around talking until the others showed up. It was pretty crazy catching up with Nasri since I hadn't seen him in probably 8 or 9 years at least, and I also didn't realize that we're the same age (almost exactly, by a week). Mostly we spent like an hour recounting old silly D&D stories from back when Django ran a couple legendary campaigns at CMU... then Gareth showed up with his wife, and we would have recounted even more D&D stories, but then Django's high school friends started showing up, and they have different RPG stories, so instead we all sat around talking until there were like 10 of us there, and it split into two groups, where the 4 of us CMU people plus Django's friend Mike played Smallworld, and then the other half played Cards Against Humanity in the other room. I don't play Smallworld that often so I'm not particularly versed in the strategy, so I was just going for amusement value, like playing fortified orcs and underground trolls and berzerking tritons, rolling tons of dice. Django won. After that we played Puzzle Strike, with me and Django against Nasri and Gareth, and Gareth got some ungodly combo off that eventually killed us. We watched the ball drop at midnight for happy 2013, which was kinda anticlimactic, and a little while after that people decided to head home.Oh, I got to see the book cover for Django's next book, it looks awesome :)
Gareth and his wife live in the city and were going to drive me to the subway so I didn't have to deal with the train, but in the end instead Gareth just gave me a ride all the way back to the East Village! It wasn't so bad, nowhere as crowded/stupid as we thought it would be.
I got two slices of pizza at one of the cheap places and then came upstairs. Yawn. Why am I still awake?
BTW -- it's funny but I totally did not notice Dick Clark died, because I was in the hospital at the time with my gallbladder attack. How weird is that?