W's friends had been gathering at our house every other Friday night since he was in the seventh grade for their D and D group. They survived many player, role-playing and character changes over the years. It was very special for B and W, although B found it difficult to keep from being irritated with the kids at times. Because they, well, acted like kids and did not always take the game seriously. He finally realized that the group getting together was more important than the caliber of play.
A and his friends are going to try and keep an online journal of their adventures, with each character writing something from their point of view. The mom in me is cheering Hooray! They are Writing! Maybe they will pass the new SAT with essay!
I watched the Olympics tonight. The opening floats and presentation was wonderful, marred only by the NBC jabber.
I had a typical Friday the 13th day---missed a friend for breakfast (we each went to a different Starbucks--don't ask) and got a ticket for doing a rolling stop at a stop sign. But, this evening was nice.