…from the December 1952 issue
Spring is certainly not acting like a lady hereabouts. Low temps, high winds, lotsa clouds…all things that impede the joyful progress of my veggie garden.
I read last night that Dragon and Dungeon magazines will be shutting down. While I almost never read Dragon during it’s recent “all D20, all the time” phase, I did read it regularly back when it was more of a general gaming mag. More importantly, it was a part of the RPG hobby that was always there. It’s a bit sad to see it go.
I was going to start back up on the treadmill this week, but then realized that my walking shoes were trashed due to me wearing them to work (to say nothing of my incredibly shoe trashing foot misalignements). So, tomorrow I’ll buy new walking shoes, then restart on the treadmill on Monday.
Not that I haven’t been getting in some walking anyway. Daisy has alot of energy to burn off in the evenings, so she and I have been knocking out a mile or so every night. The pace is a compromise between her rapid “don’t know where I’m going, but I’ve gotta get there fast” pace and my “slow down, you crazy hound, yer killin’ me” pace.
Winker, on the other hand, almost never goes faster than a mosey and seldome walks more that a hundred yards from the house.
Grace’s jobquest among many state agencies continues. She had an interview the other day that went very well. I’m hoping that she finds a good place to work, with fewer goofballs to deal with than her present job.
I’m beginning to feel the first stirrings of “Trip To GenCon” fever.
My herb garden is growing by leaps and bounds. I tell ya, there is nothing like being able to clip a few fresh herbs for your cooking. Last night, it was fresh French Tarragon for our scrambled eggs. Yum Yum!
Gaming Day this Sunday after a multi week hiatus from the AD&D game. Should be fun, since the PC’s are at the halfway point in the Training Dungeon Of Doom.
Time to go. More blogging later.