I still prefer to put anything of substance here, because the archiving is far superior. Facebook is better for the day-to-day ephemera, though, and between that and the extended potential audience, it's too easy to forget to come back here at all. Mostly, though, it's all about time. I just can't seem to set aside the time to write more than a sentence or two most days. I know that it's a positive thing to be so busy having a life that I don't have time to write about it, but it still makes me feel a little like I've lost a piece of myself.
So where have I been, anyway?
Work's been insanely busy for so long that I'm having trouble remembering what it used to be like when I had time to breathe. It was almost a relief when little Bryan left for grad school in mid-August. True, I don't have his help any more, but I also don't have to keep him busy and explain things all the time. Toni's trying to step up and help out more with the rest of the practice since the real estate has been so dead.
Close to half my weekends are spent in PA for gaming. I'm enjoying sitting on the players' side again. The extended hiatus really helped me shake off the not-fun experiences that made me stop a few years back. I'm trying to make a character with no weapon skills whatsoever be useful and relevant - and, not incidentally, able to survive. So far, so good.
I helped Amy and Craig with their move. I've been to see Melanie and family... three times? with another visit in a couple of weeks. This past weekend, of course, was Thanksgiving, so I was up home with the family, and spent most of Saturday with Bridget and her family.
The weekend before Thanksgiving, I did something new and different. After years of saying I should go to a SF con, I finally did. Philcon, the Philadelphia area SF convention, was held in a hotel in Cherry Hill, NJ, and this year I managed to work up the nerve to go. All by myself.
The stated primary goal, of meeting single men who had some chance of compatibility, was a total failure. Apparently people under fifty simply don't attend the panels, or at least not the ones that interested me. I could have met quite a few men over seventy. Perhaps "correct locations for your generation" was one of the topics of the panel for first-time attendees, which I missed. It was scheduled at the same time as Law in the Future, which I was not going to miss for anything.
However, it probably wouldn't have mattered even if I'd been surrounded by men between thirty and forty-five. I went through the entire con speaking only to people in the dealers room, and to one woman who didn't give me much of a choice but to chat. Apparently I still haven't managed to get over being terrified to talk to strangers when I'm in unfamiliar surroundings. Next time I'm bringing Bryan. He's a natural icebreaker.
There will, definitely, be a next time. Despite my social inadequacies, I had a marvelous time. I attended quite a few interesting and educational panels. I bought half a dozen books, including the just-published sequel to my favorite book of all time. I finally experienced the Eye of Argon, which I've been hearing about for years. I people-watched for hours. I'll be back next year, for sure. I'm also looking into whether I can get to the other cons within driving distance. If I do it often enough, even by myself, sooner or later I'll have to get used to it and start opening my mouth.
In other news, I need a new picture of myself. My default userpic is what, five years old? Six? Time to try again.