A Sunday to Be Reckoned With

If anyone spots a greenish mini-van in the Cleveland area covered in yellow "Support the Troops" ribbon-shaped magnets... Proctors.

I went to Gina's today and hung out with her and Neil for a few hours, catching up on various parts of our lives and telling stories. She has long hair now like when I met her 10 years ago, which is semi-disconcerting; it's like time travelling to 8th grade. We had one metric shit tonne of fun.

Came home for Dad's birthday party. Played 4-D tic-tac-toe with Matthew until he found a winning strategy... damn you, Hales-Jewett! Garth was over and we talked about puns and made a Proctor assembly line out of distributing ice cream and cake with ruthless efficiency. Later I learned everyone's birthday for kicks.

I showed Caitlin, Steve, Matthew, and Emily the Crimson Room, to annoy and frustrate them. Then I made up a (harder) version of Petals Around the Roses because they weren't getting Crimson Room and it was killing them. But my dice game was even more infuriating so I had to walk them through it before they killed me. It was hilarious.

I will head back to Columbus tomorrow (today, technically). I had a terrific time here.