One small kick for [a] man, one giant kick for mankind

There are moments you live for. Giving O’C a good, swift kick in the pants is one of them. This, for me, was the high point of the weekend, and perhaps the year. He was taking a photograph of the Round Robinskis at the time. If only he had been taking a photograph of us! No doubt he’ll never turn his back on me again. For that matter, I’ll be keeping an eye out for him, since revenge on his part is required, and the proverbial cold serving is bound to come sooner or later.

Meanwhile, I’m going to attempt to record a TVFT about the literal tab room experience, talking about some of the stuff that happened over the 4 days of both the invitational and the RR. You might enjoy some of the gory details, and this one was somewhat emblematic of the beast in general. I’ll try to do it today, but God knows when I’ll get it edited, given that there’s a novice-only meeting tonight at the Ship of Hud. Of course, it makes sense to get it out as quickly as possible, so maybe tonight when I get home… I’ve got an awful busy few days ahead, unfortunately.

It was nice to touch base with Burgers and Emcee over the weekend. Catching up with alums is one of the high points of what I do. And we didn’t get snowed in or iced in or any other sort of precipitationed in, which may be a Lexington first. I even finally got to that ice cream place on the corner, which is definitely worth a trip (and which probably never looked appealing in the past because of being snowed in or iced in or some other sort of precipitationed in). From the RR dinner I managed to come up with a new phrase for the glossary, and from a smidge of judging I think I finally managed to isolate a whole new aspect of case-writing. More on them in days to come.