Just got back from a week’s vacation in lovely California, visiting best bud Scott, his wife Greta, and their little one, Henry, who is fifteen months old.
California isn’t a sunny paradise. Well, the southern part is, but northern California is not as hot as you think, and the week proved it; the temperature was never above “put a jacket on.” So it wasn’t really a going-outside kind of week, which in any case is not what Scott and I do when we get together. What we do when we get together is play video games.
These visits are referred to as GameFest and involve marathon sessions of whatever video games presently strike our fancy; for the last few it’s been “Civilization V” but there have been others. Of course, GameFest 2011 had to bow to the realities of the fact that little Henry needs constant attention but that’s okay; he’s a fun kid, and we got lots of gaming in. I owe Scott and Greta thanks for being wonderful hosts, feeding me great meals (even Greta’s folks, Bruce and Judy, cooked me a birthday meals and how awesome is that?)
Oh, and I did some comedy, hitting up the local club, Rooster T. Feathers:
