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Heh, fun day
This is the sort of day that reminds me what it was like being in Pittsburgh and always having people to hang out with that makes me all happy and sad all at once.
Nick called me this morning and we headed down to PNC Park for the Pirates-Cardinals game. We stopped at Bruegger's on the way for some good baseball food -- bagels. (I think the Pirates should market a "Jason Bay-gel".) It was a BEAUTIFUL afternoon for a game, seriously. Jim Rooker and Rick Reuschel and Manny Sanguillen (!) were out signing stuff before the game, so we waited in line for that a bit and I think I got sunburned then. I also took pictures of Chris Carpenter warming up in the bullpen before the game. He's really cute. We fortunately had seats in the shade, but the game was all nice and bright and sunny. Also, the Pirates lost 4-0 but I don't think I really care. Ickle David Eckstein hit a home run. It barely cleared the LF wall and fell in the 3rd row of seats. Awwww.
After the game we came back here to Amberson and talked and waited for Carl to get home, which he did. The three of us played a game of Tigris and Euphrates, which really should be renamed "Bitterness and Euphrates", as Carl and I did our usual thing of fighting against each other while Nick won because we weren't fighting him. Whee.
We were originally going to go to Del's for dinner but then I thought it'd be fun to play games and see if Django and Matt were around. They were, but they were going to play Warcraft 3 with Django's friend Dave, so that'd make 6 people, which was PERFECT FOR THE WORLD OF WARCRAFT BOARD GAME! So instead, we went to campus and played that again. Nick and Carl and I were the Alliance, and Django and Dave and Matt were the Horde. I was a paladin. I rolled a LOT of red and green dice. Eventually I managed to max out my levels by soloing a whole ton of moonkins, it was sort of funny. We Alliance actually won the final battle because I was the only person in the game left standing, with exactly 1 hit point, because we played the bloodbath variant for the final PvP and pretty much annhilated each other in two rounds of combat. Wheeeeeeeeeee.
Afterwards we went for food. Benoit showed up post-Miller-party and accompanied us to our search for late-night half-price, and Fuel'n'Fuddle was totally packed, Joe Mamma's closed at midnight, so we found ourselves at La Fiesta, where the service was terrible but at least there was food and it was cheap and the place was open. We talked a lot and told funny stories about stuff exploding and whatnot. On the way out we ran into Dave Kitchin, too, which was pretty cool.
I've kinda skimmed through details, but it was a seriously fun day, I miss having so many awesome people around all the time who I can convince to do stupid shit like playing long boardgames and all. Also, I feel increasingly guilty that I didn't hang out with Matt Lahut enough when he lived in Seattle. I really have no right to complain about people living far away if I didn't even see them much when they lived in the same city (but to be fair, that lake sucks, and back then I was all into the Bemani stuff -- but still).
Anyway, I'm completely and totally zonked out right now so I'm gonna go crash. Tomorrow is the start of Carnival, and um, when is the Kiltie concert anyway? 3:30?
Nick called me this morning and we headed down to PNC Park for the Pirates-Cardinals game. We stopped at Bruegger's on the way for some good baseball food -- bagels. (I think the Pirates should market a "Jason Bay-gel".) It was a BEAUTIFUL afternoon for a game, seriously. Jim Rooker and Rick Reuschel and Manny Sanguillen (!) were out signing stuff before the game, so we waited in line for that a bit and I think I got sunburned then. I also took pictures of Chris Carpenter warming up in the bullpen before the game. He's really cute. We fortunately had seats in the shade, but the game was all nice and bright and sunny. Also, the Pirates lost 4-0 but I don't think I really care. Ickle David Eckstein hit a home run. It barely cleared the LF wall and fell in the 3rd row of seats. Awwww.
After the game we came back here to Amberson and talked and waited for Carl to get home, which he did. The three of us played a game of Tigris and Euphrates, which really should be renamed "Bitterness and Euphrates", as Carl and I did our usual thing of fighting against each other while Nick won because we weren't fighting him. Whee.
We were originally going to go to Del's for dinner but then I thought it'd be fun to play games and see if Django and Matt were around. They were, but they were going to play Warcraft 3 with Django's friend Dave, so that'd make 6 people, which was PERFECT FOR THE WORLD OF WARCRAFT BOARD GAME! So instead, we went to campus and played that again. Nick and Carl and I were the Alliance, and Django and Dave and Matt were the Horde. I was a paladin. I rolled a LOT of red and green dice. Eventually I managed to max out my levels by soloing a whole ton of moonkins, it was sort of funny. We Alliance actually won the final battle because I was the only person in the game left standing, with exactly 1 hit point, because we played the bloodbath variant for the final PvP and pretty much annhilated each other in two rounds of combat. Wheeeeeeeeeee.
Afterwards we went for food. Benoit showed up post-Miller-party and accompanied us to our search for late-night half-price, and Fuel'n'Fuddle was totally packed, Joe Mamma's closed at midnight, so we found ourselves at La Fiesta, where the service was terrible but at least there was food and it was cheap and the place was open. We talked a lot and told funny stories about stuff exploding and whatnot. On the way out we ran into Dave Kitchin, too, which was pretty cool.
I've kinda skimmed through details, but it was a seriously fun day, I miss having so many awesome people around all the time who I can convince to do stupid shit like playing long boardgames and all. Also, I feel increasingly guilty that I didn't hang out with Matt Lahut enough when he lived in Seattle. I really have no right to complain about people living far away if I didn't even see them much when they lived in the same city (but to be fair, that lake sucks, and back then I was all into the Bemani stuff -- but still).
Anyway, I'm completely and totally zonked out right now so I'm gonna go crash. Tomorrow is the start of Carnival, and um, when is the Kiltie concert anyway? 3:30?