Well, not a whole helluva lot.  I haven't been here in a LONG time, but have enough folks needling me so I thought I'd at least enter something...... 

Now in Indy - made the move here in January of this year.  Much better than it was in Ohio...why?  Dunno...a number of reasons: 

1] I'm not out in the boonies anymore  
2] I'm closer to civilization  
3] I'm WAYYYY closer to $tarbux 
4] Wayyy more friends here - and more on the way, lol  (Rusteh! Cathyn! Layna! Cam! .....and, funny, they just keep addin on more!]
5] Plenty o' fightin' here - with various levels
6] Pennsic is *still* drivable
7] Not workin' (I'm testing out semi-retirement....la la la....  hate me?  Nya!)

I do miss the pool tho.  Sigh.  But it's been a good haul here - I've got more of the moving boxes emptied here than I did in 4 years [wow, it's been that long?] at the Ohio place.  This just feels more like home.  Yeh, I do miss Da West - I mean, c'mon, how couldn't I?  Far too many times and people that wandered thru my life and I wandered thru theirs to not miss 'em.  But, I gets ta visit now and then... Estrella, Pennsic, an occasional trip to a West event.  Next one?  Dunno....we shall see.  The last one [12th nite last year] was actually a bit bizarre.  Bastion and I had some rather interesting adventures....it seemed like there were a bunch of vingettes, peculiarly strung together, making no sense at all.  I mean some truly odd and boggling things that, individually, might have seemed interesting, but WHAM!, these were all in one evening.  If I'd seen the bearded lady or the half-fish man, I woulda just chalked it up to the whole bizzaro event.  Ask folks...it was just...wierd.  [Ys - remember the 3 drunk guys in the lobby, that when they left, gave the bare ass.... your comment was priceless.]  Ah, well.... memories like that can't be made up.

Fighting?  Yup.  However, I screwed up my right arm at a tourney [ok, ok... I got pissed 'cuz I died to some roadbump when I was screwin around -- who me? -- so I went ape shit on the next guy.  Yeh, I got him, but tore a tendon.  Bright.  Graceful, even?  Pah.  So, I've finally started taking care of it - theraputic exercises, icepaks, light workouts, and fighting left handed.  Man, you can SEE the guys salivate when I come out - but luckily there's still a "scare" factor I get to use on some of them, anyway.  Hopefully by Pennsic I'll get to use my right arm - otherwise I'll be a pell.

So, that's enough for now.... mebbe we'll chat at Pennsic....

S