Occams Razor

So... How long is it until October?

I'm already jonesin' and it's only been a week

5 months, 1 day, and 5 hours until game on.

What is this Jonesin' you speak of?

I'm literally about to wander into other games and have to remind myself "YOU ARE NOT SALLY, DO NOT START SALLYING."

This is going to be an agonizing summer.

I refuse to believe there are games that cannot be improved through liberal application of More Sally.

Also, yeah. October is a world away.

Sure, now I am going to have nightmares about Sir Sallido Latannur, a Knight Hospitaller with a strange accent and curious fascination with meat purveyors... ...and that is all I am writing up of that npc.

But honestly, I am going to muttering to myself with a Czech accent for the rest of the year. Oh well, I wanted to brush up on my one foreign language anyway!

Is there any chance of organizing an in character cookout sometime between now and October?

Lauren -

There has been in-game talk of a cook-out so that doesn't seem too radical.

I don't know how the logistics would be handled, though. Just a bunch of us getting together or would it have to be something 'official'?

Because if *not* official, I was going to suggest that I've been to a big picnic at Look Park in Northampton, MA where we busted out LARP weapons and no one seemed to care. They rent space by 'picnic' table - 11$ a table (and 7$ a car to get in to the park itself), so even if it wasn't official I bet we could get a Kitty together to cover the cost. And Northampton seems fairly central (or at least it does to someone from CT). Or, I bet there are other places.

Just a thought. Throwing that out there

Because, did I mention - Jonesin'

How do you think I feel? After Lost Eidolons ended I couldn't larp till Occam's, almost an exact year and a half hiatus from larping.

And then i missed the second event.

See, The Plight of the Madrigus alone should be enough to inspire some kind of Official Event.

Once PEL madness calms down, it might not be a bad idea to broach the subject with Our Overlords, and hope they don't strike us dead with trout floggings.

Fear the trout.

Nope, not jonesin' at all
(The above statement is a complete lie. I'm already getting stuff from Amazon to tweak out the Professor. Hypnotic therapy is the future)