Late game night tonight. I started writing about a specific game, but kept rewriting sentences and making them less coherent. I saved a draft, and will see what it looks like tomorrow. If it’s not too scary, it’ll post with some edits.
Also, on the way home I stopped by a car with the back window open. A drunk guy was leaning his head out of it and puking all over the side of the car. A few years ago, I would have laughed, or even been with people who were vomiting-drunk. Now I just think the guy’s a loser. I am officially old. All I need is a cane to shake.