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Saturday, April 25, 2009

Hi Daniel!

Thanks for stopping by!

He's my cousin. I have aproximately 80-100 first cousins. (Mom has 8 siblings, Dad has 7). For a very short time, I went to school near my mom's side of the clan, and got to do Thanksgiving with them. My mom's family mainly lives in Utah, so this was something I had never done before. There are so many of them that they did not meet at anyone's home, they just borrowed a church gym for the day. 8 or 10 tables. It was fun, although many people there did not know who I was. I had a longish conversation with Daniel's brother Ryan with him under the impression that I was there as the date of yet another cousin. We had a laugh over that after.

The other cool thing about that Thanksgiving was that since we held it in a gym, we played some Lightning (they called it Knock Out) afterwards. Among my Sever cousins, if I play basketball with them, I am one of the slow, clumsy cousins. (How many of Marsha and Reid's kids didn't play college ball?) But I found that in Utah... I was gooood. Narf!

When Trent(my brother) was 11, I was asked to teach the sunday school class he was in. My first day as teacher, I introduced myself, and got each of the kid's names out of them. I could place all of them in my mind as far as who thier parents were readily enough, except one mystery kid, who said his name was Josh. Trying to dig more info out of him I asked him his last name (clever of me). The last name didn't help. I asked a few more probing questions, when Josh, in annoyance shouted at me that he was Robert's son. Robert? I ask stupidly. YOUR UNCLE?! Josh shouts. He was my cousin.

Anyhow, Daniel, we like the Utah cousins. Stay in touch!

Today we went walking

and I saw one (well, many actually) of those helicopter seed things. And I thought: "Amazing! A Flying Plant! Who'da thought?" The next thing I realized was that so are dandelions. The world is crazy wierd, but we are just so used to it, we don't even notice.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

I've been obsessed with other things lately, that's all. The blogosphere is out of phase right now.

I went to an MTG tournament with my two brothers a while back. I haven't been deep into Magic since I moved away 4 or so years back and had no one to play with, but there was a time when my obsession with that game made my chess enthusiasm look like a passing yawn. There were about 14 people in this tournament and after 4 years away from the game I took second place, partly at least because the organizers didn't know much about "tournament theory". (I have spent a totally ridiculous portion of my life studying the structure of tournaments in a statistical way (for example) and know more than it is healthy, probably) But even so, second place was a great ego boost. And also ressurected some of the same obssesive instincts.

But the best thing about the tournament was the extreme geekosphere it was held in. It was like out of a movie, only more. The acne ridden teens playing D+D loudly next door, the heavy glasses, the guys with pony tails, the kid with the T-shirt : "Shirt of Invisibilty +2", the witches, the general level of social unconciousness, the fat people... it was great. Half a lifetime ago I blended into this environment a bit better... But the environment hasn't changed much. And the thing about these folks- it doesn't take much for them to like you. I felt slightly oldish going in (although I was not the oldest guy there) - (I made a joke to the owner of the shop about did I need to fill out the parental approval part of the Wizards of the Coast entry form- but he seemed to misunderstand and think that either I was or was trying to pass myself off as Trent's dad)- but it only took a few minutes for me to feel basically at home.