Evidence of bad karma bringage-upon

Sequence of events on Friday:

• Helped take care of some paperworky PITA at the bank, feeling good about myself.
• Succeeded in swapping stinky new headphones for better ones at the Apple Store.

• While crossing the street, gave an exaggerated, sneering "I'm walking here!" shrug to cars blowing through a red light at Porter Square. I did not see until after they passed that they were part of a funeral procession.

• Missed, by minutes, a UPS delivery I'd been waiting weeks for.
• Made things worse by calling and asking for a redelivery; with silent tittering they invited me to come pick it up at the depot under the bridge, not mentioning that the Friday-night line would be hours long.
• Burned up several minutes of one-hour Zipcar reservation trying to figure out how to make the car start via random button-mashing, because it's some newfangled keyless thingo. Had to give up and call Zipcar and ask them how to do it.
• Arrived, saw line, returned empty-handed.
• Was told by UPS that now that I'd exercised my pick-up option, they didn't wanna deliver it after all, so I'll have to rent another Zipcar for gord knows how long on Monday.

Moral: do not shake your fist in the wake of the dead, or they will inconvenience your consumerist lifestyle for days. Clearly.

Wedding

Before I start talking about some other damn thing: warmest congratulations to my dear friends Jess (dictator555) and Nate-of-no-real-social-media-presence on getting married yesterday evening. I was pleased and honored to be in attendance for the relaxed and friendly ceremony out in Western Mass, which turned into kind of a con (of the fannish variety)... eventually nobody was left except a gaggle of gamer geeks staying up late, and many of us slept over. (The venue had a B&B conveniently attached.)

I just realized that this now means more than half of the seven players from the Diplomacy episode have gotten married since we filmed the game in early June. Wow. And they call that game divisive?