Sunday: Volity again, and games of various sorts.

Saturday night, actually, I set up office at the Diesel and picked up Volity for the first time since mid-February. The difference between this and previous resumptions of The Work is that I don't expect to put it down again until it's finished. There are very concrete reasons for this which some of you may know about, la la.

Sunday, more of that. Made a lot of progress, and now I owe the mailing list some mail. Before bed had a lengthy phone meeting with daerr about our sinister summer plans.

Also:
Dropped in on cthulhia for a game of Upwords, which I hadn't played before. (I liked it OK.) Loaned her the novel I just finished.

Felt like buying a game, because, you know, I'm just not spending enough money. Lots of BGG top-20 stuff at Your Move. I almost bought War of the Ring (I surely am destined to pick it up eventually), which is said to be a most excellently designed wargame, but I think I'm still feeling LotR burnout, and the steep price tag ($60) was enough to turn me off for now. Spent two-thirds of that amount on Ticket to Ride instead. It's a gorgeous game that I've been playing a lot online, and I'm looking forward to bringing it to HoRGN on Tuesday.

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As for The Game Shelf: The way things are falling out with classes and all (assuming that SCAT will actually let me register at some point), I think that I'll try scheduling an hours-long studio reservation in mid-late May to film several board games, using the footage from one or two of these for the pilot, and the rest for later episodes (if it looks like we can actually make a series from it). Will send out invitations to known-interesteds when I have a better idea how that-all is working.

Fashion Victim Pt. 2

Something I forgot to mention on my original list (no member of which I have yet acquired) is a messenger-style bag. Since becoming a mostly carless commuter in 2000 I've been wearing an O'Reilly Open Source Convention backpack, yelling that title in big white and red letters to everyone behind me. (It's been two different backpacks over this time period, jjohn having donated my current one. I haven't personally been to an OsCon since 2000.)

For a few years it buoyed me with Company Pride, even after said Company gave me the boot. More recently, however, this has faded into the feeling that the bag's form and message have been conspiring to saddle me with Dork Cred of the Bad Kind.

I'm not sure when the standard in comfy commuter totes became single-shoulder-strap bags that are basically sawed-off, laptop-aware versions of bicycle messengers' satchels, but I've been meaning to get one for some time. Last week I asked my boss where he got his, and today I wandered into REI to pick up what is probably the same model: a hundred-dollars-even black waterproof jobby from Timbuk2. Indeed, now that I'm aware of them I see them in use all around the Longwood area, and probably beyond. It seems to be a standard commuter implement throughout this burg.