I got kids on buses this morning, and although I forgot one thing I was supposed to remember (and sat on the sofa trying to think of what it was), the affected kid remembered it.

I’ve also got my ground beef mostly defrosted, I think, in preparation for making meat loaf, which I will do probably in about an hour. I am otherwise fairly free, although I was supposed to stop at the bank last night and forgot, so I might go out sometime tonight to do that. It’s my understanding that my commuting son is coming home, but it was unclear how he was doing so, so I might be going for a ride late tonight anyway, and once you’re going as far as that a few miles out of the way is not so big a deal.

Did remember to do the system maintenance before bed–but I almost forgot, and had to go back to do it. I’m always forgetting that stuff.

I also completed a milestone which makes me happy: in my morning study in First Corinthians I completed chapter 13, the famous love chapter which is so frequently taken out of context that a lot of people know portions of it by heart and have no idea what it really means. I’m finding that a lot of the assumptions people make about the meaning of the text are not supportable by the text itself, and seeing how it actually fits is enlightening. (Of course, if you’re interested in that in detail, you can sign up for the Chaplain’s Teaching List and get the daily installments.)

I hope to maintain the momentum, though, so I’m momenting out of here.

–M. J. Young

Yesterday was Sunday. You knew that. At the time, I knew it. I was behind on everything, but pressing toward completion, and then I was, I thought, finished. The problem is, my Sunday workload includes file backup and system maintenance, and I’d retired to my room without doing either.

I remembered the file backup when I returned to my office to prepare for bed. Yes, home offices are strange. I get dressed in mine every day, so that’s where I leave my slippers and pajamas (actually a really cool Multiverser long sleeved T-shirt from our Cafe Press store, and a pair of sweat pants). So I started the file backup while I was getting changed, and then this afternoon when I got to the office I did a bit of drive cleanup in anticipation of the system maintenance, which I will have to do tonight. What irks me most isn’t that I forgot, but that I forgot last week, too.

I slept in today, and then rushed around a bit because I needed to do laundry before I could make the trip to take my mother-in-law shopping. I made dinner and carved through a substantial amount of e-mail at the same time, but then left orders for people to finish certain tasks and go to bed while I did the big errand. I was going to stop at the bank on the way home, but forgot that, too, so I’ll have to run out tomorrow.

There was one interesting piece in the e-mail: Someone in New York, I think a film school student, wants to do a documentary on Dungeons & Dragons. He wanted to find out whether I lived close enough for him to come film one of my game sessions. I apologized that I rarely have game sessions at home anymore, and even more rarely run Dungeons & Dragons (because of the demand for Multiverser, and my interest in a stack of other games I never get to run). However, I indicated that I was eager to help him, and suggested that he might be able to get a lot of what he needed at Ubercon–which apparently is going to be held in April or May this time around, but no date has been announced. We’ll see how that goes.

On that note, I think I’d better tend to the forums, or I’ll never bet to ged.

–M. J. Young

I just lost this post, and I’m too tired to recreate it; but the information might be considered significant by some, so here goes.

As of last night there is a complete first draft of our first Multiverser Triple Play. It needs some work, and more artwork, but it looks good. It wasn’t so hard to finish, really, in large part because the hard part, the mechanical stuff, was mostly in place from running these worlds; text is the easy part, and that was most of what was needed.

However, today had me on the road for ten hours, beginning with a half hour trip to pay a bill, then a journey to take my mother-in-law to the bank and the store. I had a side errand to do not far from there, and two people who are as much family members as you can be without sharing any common genetic material took over the shopping trip while I took care of that. Then I had to take those two people home–one back to her dorm so she could pack her things in anticipation of being picked up by her parents, the other to Pennsylvania, beyond Philadelphia.

I was treated to a delicious meal in the process, and refuse to complain that this delayed me despite the fact that I am exhausted; I also got a call from a son asking to be transported home from his brother’s house, and since it would take me only half an hour extra to route myself that direction and it would take over two hours for someone else to make an extra trip, I agreed.

My exhaustion is evident, complicated by the fact that I was feeling a bit ill and run down before I started. I have decided to push the bulk of today into the already overburdened tomorrow, and hope for the best, possibly even get some sleep tonight.

–M. J. Young