In which I celebrate knocking things on my list, and tease out why I might feel nervous about running my game in Internet public.
In which I drift through Friday the 13th, but somewhat fearless (and slightly numbed) by drifting through a cocktail hour.
In which I draw an analogy between an activity and the collection of activities, and discover a little nugget of realization along the way.
In which I reflect upon self-motivation through motivating others, through management by being managed, possibly by yourself. Oh, and food.
Two parts spiced rum; one part coconut rum; 5 parts pineapple-orange juice. Shake with ice, strain and pour over ice. Add character, passion and story. Rinse, repeat, roll again.