Shorthand for Nothing

Something I really hadn’t done since leaving Seattle is play board, card, or tabletop games of any variety. It seemed for a while that the days of Settlers of Catan, Munchkin, and D&D had long since passed. Mostly, they did so unmourned—there are other things to occupy my time. But we actually (finally) played a game of Catan today, and I’d honestly forgotten how much fun it is, cliche as it is to say it.

There’s something to be said for a regular game night, mostly that it’s good fun, and frequently highly amusing. It fulfills all of my desires to be a deranged cackling villain unveiling his master plan once it is probably too late for anyone to do anything about it. You know, except for all those times that people do something unexpected to foil them, which is pretty much always. (Yes, all of my gaming habits ultimately relate back to this deranged cackling villain concept. SHUT UP IT IS QUIRKY AND CHARMING.)

But not tonight! Tonight I won. Probably because two of the people were new and didn’t understand the rules but still.

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I’m not really sure what this is a sign of, but it’s worrying. Lately, I keep seeing people and they are combinations between people I’ve known, or celebrities, or whatever. One of the waitresses last night looked like Audrey Tautou found a way to breed with a waitress at Beth’s Cafe in Seattle. A friend of mine looks like a mix of my ex-roommate and another friend of mine. Strangers, too. I don’t know what it is. It’s a little worrying. I’d say it’s because of summer, but some of them happened in winter, or because of the whole ‘attractive people look familiar’ thing but a lot of them just aren’t that attractive, or maybe it’s a hair thing or a hipster thing or whatever.

Fortunately I think everyone reading this doesn’t look like other people! You are probably the templates I base all of my strangers on. I’m trying to whittle the number down, so there are only, like, twenty to thirty people in the world, and some permutations thereof.

So yeah, I think I’m going insane.

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It’s a sure sign the year has gotten away from you when it’s may and you’ve only barely registered that it’s spring–which happens to me every May, so, you know, I guess I’m just bad at seasons? Spring is so fleeting–there’s something so arbitrary about the seasonal designations. By the time it’s clearly spring and not winter anymore, it’s almost summer. It hardly seems fair, really. Spring and autumn are the nice seasons, yet they only last a few fleeting weeks and are gone before you notice. Summer and winter last far too long and tend to have too much time where it’s unbearable and you just can’t wait for spring or autumn to come around.

I guess what I’m saying is it’s springtime, and that’s kind of exciting.

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