Admission: since breaking my finger last Thanksgiving, and then it taking all winter to heal to the point I could take the splint off (I am now wise in the ways of battling splint-stink), I finally got my cello out again to play. Unsurprising in retrospect, I have absolutely no callous on that finger anymore, but aside from that I think it went pretty well. I still remembered which hand to hold the bow with, and which end of the cello goes down, and my fingers had an impressive repertoire of muscle memory.
The reason for such an admission, or rather the reason that I got out the cello, was because I'm going to be playing in the pit orchestra for a production of Les Miserables right here in Rochester! I'm quite excited about this development, even more so because Audrey is singing in the ensemble and I am actually, for the first time since ... well, since ... um ... some show in Florida - Beauty and the Beast maybe - Audrey and I are working on the same show! Maybe I'm celebrating a small victory here, or maybe you, dear reader, are underestimating the difficulty of working out how both parents of three children can work on the same show without the children living at the theatre.
Also I'm now running two D&D games, which I'm quite enjoying. Currently, I should be designing clever defenses for the gnoll (except the gnolls look like trollocs) fortification that my players hope to assault next week. So far it has a front door, which is guarded by a spiked dry moat and a wooden stake wall with a single small (wooden) tower; and a back door, which is concealed, watched by hidden snipers, and both entrances lead to the underground portion of the fort ... and I can't really write any more than that because what if one of my players reads this? Dead giveaway is what it would be. Maybe next time I write about D&D I'll seed it with a bunch of details that are wrong, and see if anyone was paying attention. See, you don't HAVE to be devious to run a D&D game, but it doesn't hurt either. Maybe all those bits I already wrote are wrong, even! Devious! This was posted by one of my players in that game:
You know you're a geek when you are very proud of yourself for custom-making two lego pegataurs (yes, winged centaur) - but you're even more of a geek when you find that brickforge already makes centaur bodies that fit minifig torsos, and you deflate a little cause they look better than yours.
The other game already has its own blog - X-Crawl - and it hasn't been updated in forever either. I am not making any promises.
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