|45, DnD Finale, March for Science
||[Apr. 24th, 2017|09:29 pm]
According to the calendar, I'm 45 years old as of yesterday. This seems improbable to me; that would imply that all the people I know who are around the same age as me are also in their mid-40s, and that can't be right, can it? But it's hard to argue with math, so I guess it must be so.|
I got online greetings and phone calls galore to wish me a happy birthday, and they were all lovely and made me appreciate once more just how many really wonderful people I know. Yay! Thank you all!
We didn't do much of anything for my birthday. I'm not, like, opposed to recognizing it or anything, but there's just been so much going on lately with work and wedding prep and everything that I had no spare CPU cycles to really even think about it before Sunday. Mostly we spent the day playing the final session of our D&D campaign. I got to destroy the evil artifact that was mind-controlling the main villain, yay! It was a satisfying end, and it's the first time I've played from 1st level all the way to 20th level, so that was neat. Also, Brandon made very tasty Indian food for lunch, hooray!
On Saturday we managed to get ourselves up and take the bus downtown to March for Science, woo! We met up with and merged into the actual march about halfway along the route, somewhere on 16th street. I'm not much for political rallies (that old GenX hype-aversion syndrome), but it was kinda cool to be in a great big pro-science crowd taking over the streets. We couldn't get anybody to chant "Where would we be / without science? / Most of us would be dead!" (although I did see a number of signs expressing that sentiment), but when we got to Civic Center Park I got to chant "What do we want? / Evidence-based knowledge! / When to we want it? / After peer review!" and that made me very happy. We wandered around and checked out the various tables, and I almost felt bad that I'm already registered to vote, because there were so many opportunities to sign up. We didn't see anyone we knew (though according to Facebook quite a few were there), but I spotted a number of people I sort-of recognized from work. I think, anyway. We left before any of the speechifying started up (*shudder*), and that turned out to be good because partway back Jerry realized he'd forgotten to take his brain pills that morning! So yeah, definitely time to head home.