Which lyric reminds me that I should really have remembered to take a camera with me on recent cycle outings. While my legs are indeed still bending in the middle, they're sufficiently "heavy" that another trip across the Passage ferry doesn't seem that likely this side of the end of the ten-day summer. Just going the hillier way home yesterday via the Lough (bye, infeasibly large amounts of stale bread!) and Lidl was a bit of struggle, in fact. Shame I didn't have the camera for Lough, too: a momma swan came over with four rather small, photogenic cygnets. And distinctly hungry ones (I resisted saying "peckish" -- until now, anyway.)
HQ went well enough, though with hindsight I'm not sure it was worth spending so much time on the Clan Questionnaire -- is this the fourth or the fifth version we've reverse-engineered for the same player group? (Two different clans, admittedly.) I wanted to get it done because this seems to be the version with everything, including the kitchen sink.. Both both personal-level "virtue" tags, and clan resources -- now that there are proper rules in HQ2 for handling those, unlike the earlier version that
generated the numbers all right, with a ruleset that had no way of handling them; or the subsequent versions that didn't even bother with them at all. Hopefully these will pay off the (repeated) effort. Am very pleased that we seem to already be getting some mileage out of the new "mythlet" feat rules (admittedly we'd some advance wind of this, following the previous Tentacles' foreshadowing of where these were going).
Abortive half-game of Union Pacific at S'n'M's tonight. Which reminds me I also should be cross-linking to Myles' results posts for those (at least when we get a result, and I'm finding some excuse to bang on about something anyway). More fun TBH was the earlier trip to the park for a picnic with the same bunch, avec kids. Hummusy week continues. Fortunately I like hummus. Ask me again in another three mini-tubs' time. Shame I missed most of it due to on-going struggles with laptop, data wrangling, and quarts and half-pint pots.
Had vague thoughts of holding forth on the twin subjects of Nicolas Sarkozy ('having a go at Islamic dress isn't about religion') and Nick Griffin ('by Welsh I mean "has been living there since the last Ice Age"'), but am filing for now under 'the least said about ethnological shit-stirrers called Nik, the soonest mended'.
Random conversation with a fellow cyclist on the way home. Very random, really, as it was about 2am, and I'd never clapped eyes on him. Yer man observed what a good "slipstream" I was -- I'd like to think that was a function of the excellent pace I was setting, but maybe it's more to do with the larger-than-ever "hole" I'm making in the air these days. Assorted comments about seat pillars and the quality of various Cork cycle shops were exchanged before he peeled off.
This post is getting a bit random itself. Should probably have LJcut for excessive wandering off the point (if point there actually was).