Now for those of you not informed on the ways of the gamer, they are a unique and troubled lot. A lot of outsiders, a lot of fringers one might say, they gravitate to this realm because of a need to be more then what they are, or even to be able to be someone they aren’t. when I was able to actually play D&D {dungeons and dragons that is} I was always looking for an interesting class or “job” for my character. I would try, like some do I’m sure, to tap in at times to different sections of my psyche. Some were not people I would want to meet, some were fine people with decent outlooks on their existence.
Now the last time I was surrounded by a large section of a gaming community, I was once again visiting the same friend, but this time it was at a gaming convention in LA. They were in the middle of a LARP of vampire and they were in full costume. It was quite fun to watch them go hither and yon about the hotel and watch the “straights” get weirded out. At this meeting I had my daughter and my wife with me, and the daughter was around five I think. We all sat down with my friend and played a game of zombies. Now if you’ve never heard of it the game has a simple premise. Get out of the city alive and make it to the helipad. So far, and I’ve bought the game since then, I’ve never played a game where anyone’s made it to the helipad. But I admit I need to game a lot more.
So, shpeel after shpeel, and drink after drink , I helped to celebrate the birth of my friend in an LA bar that tried for the pub look. Now these guys, they are some cider drinking fiends. Pitcher after pitcher went down these guys and I sat with my mouth open and wondered how they’d be able to find the road. But find the road they did, and quite well I must say. After a stop at a burrito joint and a walk down the street doing hooker spotting we made it to the friends house of my friend. When we got into the pad, the others that were left were drinking sake and talking D&D. another thing about these gamer types, the game never ends and the talking never stops. Rules questions, character generation queries, its all tied in to it. When at the SOE fan faire I was inundated with the game as well. But when in Vegas, the last thing I want to do is sit in a hotel room and talk about a game. There are drinks to drink and half naked women to ogle.
So I went back to the friends joint, after the sake stop, and literally fell to a deep sleep on a large sack thing they have as furniture. They are hella comfortable and quite malleable.
I awoke the next day and flitted my way up to the north, pausing ever so slightly to drop off shirts at the other friends in
Did I mention the wedding?
