Set your calendars for Apocalypse

Scott wrote this in the early evening:

I had a date. With a woman.

Sweet On Geeks finally came through for me. I got an email last week that someone had sent me an ice-breaker-ish thing on the site (it was a picture of a delicious bass, if that makes any difference), so I had to try to remember how to log in there and check it. I read her profile, and sent her a message about some of the common interests we have, and she wrote back, and I wrote back, and this would have kept up as near as I can tell forever, but Melody stepped in and convinced/threatened me to just ask her to go do something already.

I asked her to meet me at a tea place in Pasadena, and she agreed. We met up around 3 this afternoon, and got some tea and talked until 5:30 or so, and then I asked if she wanted to get some dinner, and she did, so we found a place and got something to eat. And then we went back to the parking area, and I asked for her number, and got it. Which makes me wonder if that will negate the lack of cookies ever coming into my life again if I didn’t get someone’s number by the time Melody got back from Brazil, and then not getting anyone’s number by then.

Things working

Scott wrote this in the late afternoon:

After several months of installing patches, and reading help message board posts, I finally managed to get Spore to run on my computer. And thus ending any hope that I will ever leave the house other than for work. Well, at least for now, I typically get really involved in some unending minor part of a game and eventually stop progressing through the main plot and then one day stop playing. Which reminds me that my empire in the space phase is primarily an economic one, so all I really do is fly around and buy something in one star system and then try to sell it for a better price elsewhere, set up trade routes, and eventually buy planets from other empires. It certainly beats me needing to find my own planets.

Not that there isn’t a good chance I’ll stop trading and spend all my time terraforming planets to make them more habitable. That one seems like eventually the other empires will notice I’m not doing things for them anymore and then they will stop being my friends. Which as near as I can tell just means they won’t always come running to me when someone attacks them, or some animal on their planet has a disease (which means I need to hunt it down and shoot it with my laser. Spore: It’s not for vegans).

Oh well, the roommate is back tomorrow, so I probably can’t hang out in my room all the time anymore. And if the weather stays like this for a while, I probably won’t anyways. I got outside to do some garden stuff today; After the frost the things that were still alive were pretty dead. I probably could have resurrected one of the tomatoes since it had a few leaves down near the base still alive, but i think it would be better to just get all the grass and weeds out of the plot and start over again.