Thursday night was characterized by "I think I need to sleep now" that was had by all. aliwings wanted to play a game of some sort, but I was a wuss.
Friday we played Africa and it was once again deemed to be a good game. We didn't do much else as it was a workday and we went to Longhorn (a delicious meal). During the day I'd attempted to get my oil changed, but failed to leave the house early enough. I did however get to a really good game store that carries Flames of War.
Saturday was The Day of Doing Things! In the morning, head58 and I took the old couch to the dump. When we arrived, we were told by the woman in the tall building who could see the top of the car that someone (Head58) had left a seat headrest atop the car. The woman that told us was a very cute woman. She was quite friendly, early to mid 20s, eyebrow piercing, arm-circling tattoo, a few rings, short dark hair. She sang a little "dododedo" type song when she was making change. Short, unpainted nails, little makeup, dark clothing. We call her Dump Girl as we have no idea what her name is. Other than bringing her a couch every week for a month to chat her up enough to ask her out, I have no idea what I could do. Head58 and Aliwings don't want to lose their couches : -(
After talking to Dump Girl, we threw the couch on a pile of trash, forgetting to remove the Bungee holding the sofa part in place, and ran away from the trash hose. They were hosing down the trash and the dust on the road. Had I not rolled up my window, they'd have hosed me too.
We went to Piccadilly Pub for lunch where I had a hamburger far better than I expected. It was cooked properly and was on a nice, soft roll. We then went to Harvard Square where we visited the stores Tokyo Kid, Newbury Comics, some fantasy/Sci-Fi/RPG bookstore and a comic shop. In Newbury, we were subjected to really bad music; in the bookstore, something far worse.
There was a man in there talking to the shopkeep who was every negative sf-fan stereotype known to man. He was LOUD, he was talking about games he was in, he was lecturing others on the Crusades and excommunication (incorrectly and in vague, slangy terms), the list goes on. Sadly, the store clerk was joining in just as loudly. I asked Head58 how he could deal with the idiocy and he said he used a mental filter to make the guy sound like Jello Biafra and that made it all fine. Not that Biafra is an idiot, but it made it all sound sarcastic and sardonic. I tried it, it worked! The payoff was that he said he'd learned it all by reading White Wolf rulebooks. I had a vision of Rick just making stuff up while surrounded by reference books that had never been opened.
We then picked up telepresence to bring him back for a night of gaming. I was very pleased to meet him, he's a great guy. Quite funny, broad taste in music and intelligent. I now know how to get to his place, so there won't be any worries about transportation in the future.
Later, kevnes, Gail, mgrasso, Bill and Mandy came over to play games. It was my first time meeting either of the latter two; quite amusing people. We tried Star Wars Risk while others played Scrabble and Perquacky or just enjoyed Free Guitar Lessons for Animals. Despite it being both Star Wars and Risk, the game has potential. There are some aspects that could be improved to make gameplay better, but I had fun.
Dinner was hamburgers, hot dogs, kielbasa and sauerkraut. The last went uneaten, but the rest was quite good. for dessert, we had horrible Little Debbies snack cakes.
We also had a little fun with Mgrasso and his penchant for leaving early. He seemed to take the kidding well and in a humorous way. We all dispersed by 11 or so and took telepresence home.
Sunday, we planned how to move the new couch to the basement. Sadly, we were unable to manage it and shall wait for a time when we have more people. It is a very heavy couch. Head58 and I had a fine lunch at Ruby Tuesday while being subjected to psychological experiments. The women that worked there seemed like clones: same height, nice booty, similar facial appearance and lots of bending over. At the same time, they played some of the most wretched music of the 80s. They threw in a decent song now and again to keep our hopes up, but immediately dashed them with something worse than before. When we asked, we found it was "Light Rock". Sadness ensued.
We then went to Trader Joes and continued home. We loaded the car and it took me around 1/2 hour extra to get home because of traffic. Not too bad at all.
The day was finished with a failed TF in CoH. Everything seemed to be going swimmingly until the very end. We have switched our plan and believe we should be successful soon.