Domestic Moments

mnemex and I were having a quiet night at home earlier in the week. I was listening to something on headphones. He was alternating Rock Band and something on his laptop, I think the Spy Game.

In the middle of all of this, headphones still on, I had a thought about the Strange School Play By Email game I'm running. We're at the start of the second year of the school's operation (after only 3 years of play! To be fair, we doubled our speed for the Spring semester), and a few new players have joined. I've been adding new NPCs as well.

"That's what the campus needs!" I said. "A were-octopus!"

"Of course it does," said mnemex, puzzled that it had taken me so long to figure this out. "What school doesn't need a were-octopus?"

Something New on the Subway

Yesterday, I heard, as one often does, the conductor asking for everyone to either move into the train, or, if they couldn't fit, out, and, in any case, folks should please clear the door so that the train could leave the station.

And, as generally happens, this was eventually accomplished, and the train pulled out.

Then, the conductor came on the loudspeaker again, thanking the passengers for clearing the doors. That was unexpected and rather nice.