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enthusiastickI had a good weekend, if too short (as ever.) Saturday the weather was really nice (in stark contrast to the start of this week, which has been unpleasantly cold and windy and is due to get colder.) Eric & April (of Story Games Boston fame) had been kind enough to invite me and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foreign_devilry to take advantage of the unseasonal climate. We had a picnic and some light hiking at Moose Hill, a Massachusetts Audubon Wildlife Sanctuary located in Sharon. Its something like 2,000 acres, allowing us ample space to meander along trails that, hillariously, were the only things in the woods still coated in ice.
We tromped and explored and saw all manner of entertaining things, from water flowing visibly down a rockface under a layer of bubbly ice to a section of boardwalk that had settled in the swamp over the Winter and was thus under three inches of water (we walked it anyway, because we're awesome like that.) Everyone fell on their butt at least once, and April fell rather spectacularly on her chin as well (and was subsequently laughing so hard she was having trouble standing upright.) We all got muddy and at least a little bit wet but didn't seem to mind because we were having such a thoroughly good time. We returned to greater Boston before the day started to get too cool and had some sort of early-dinner type afternoon meal at Zaftig's in Brookline, and then parted company to sit on our respective butts.
(As a side note, I have no idea why I've never eaten at Zaftig's before. Its right around the corner fromsleetfall's apartment and its menu is filled with quasi-Jewish food items that, confusingly, taste like home. Its even relatively reasonably-priced, at least for some items. And they serve breakfast all day! Potato pancakes all day! I must remember to keep that in mind for the future.)
A good number of things were discussed, both in the car (over the noise of the gradually degrading muffler) and on the trail. In particular I recall citing the Monty Hall problem and being loudly shouted down by the physicists in the car. Turns out we were just talking about different things. To paraphrase Eric, they were hung up on the fact that the odds relating to the physical state of the system were unaffected by the player's interaction with it, while what I was attempting (probably inarticulately) to say had entirely to do with the player's odds, which are affected. Anyway, it was mostly geeky conversation in exactly the right way and I enjoyed it thoroughly, not least of which because it represented social interaction with these people which revolved around something other than gaming. Huzzah.
EDIT: Also I'm nearly twenty-five years old and I still talk too much when I get happy and excited. I try and remember to hush up a little every now and then but I never do. Oh well. Everyone seemed to enjoy my company anyway.
foreign_devilry to take advantage of the unseasonal climate. We had a picnic and some light hiking at Moose Hill, a Massachusetts Audubon Wildlife Sanctuary located in Sharon. Its something like 2,000 acres, allowing us ample space to meander along trails that, hillariously, were the only things in the woods still coated in ice.We tromped and explored and saw all manner of entertaining things, from water flowing visibly down a rockface under a layer of bubbly ice to a section of boardwalk that had settled in the swamp over the Winter and was thus under three inches of water (we walked it anyway, because we're awesome like that.) Everyone fell on their butt at least once, and April fell rather spectacularly on her chin as well (and was subsequently laughing so hard she was having trouble standing upright.) We all got muddy and at least a little bit wet but didn't seem to mind because we were having such a thoroughly good time. We returned to greater Boston before the day started to get too cool and had some sort of early-dinner type afternoon meal at Zaftig's in Brookline, and then parted company to sit on our respective butts.
(As a side note, I have no idea why I've never eaten at Zaftig's before. Its right around the corner from
sleetfall's apartment and its menu is filled with quasi-Jewish food items that, confusingly, taste like home. Its even relatively reasonably-priced, at least for some items. And they serve breakfast all day! Potato pancakes all day! I must remember to keep that in mind for the future.)A good number of things were discussed, both in the car (over the noise of the gradually degrading muffler) and on the trail. In particular I recall citing the Monty Hall problem and being loudly shouted down by the physicists in the car. Turns out we were just talking about different things. To paraphrase Eric, they were hung up on the fact that the odds relating to the physical state of the system were unaffected by the player's interaction with it, while what I was attempting (probably inarticulately) to say had entirely to do with the player's odds, which are affected. Anyway, it was mostly geeky conversation in exactly the right way and I enjoyed it thoroughly, not least of which because it represented social interaction with these people which revolved around something other than gaming. Huzzah.
EDIT: Also I'm nearly twenty-five years old and I still talk too much when I get happy and excited. I try and remember to hush up a little every now and then but I never do. Oh well. Everyone seemed to enjoy my company anyway.
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Date: 2007-03-05 08:22 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-03-05 11:49 pm (UTC)But yeah, pretty decent food.