author: Nicole J. LeBoeuf

We had a great turn out for this week's Boulder meet-up. Lots of chess, lots of Go, lots of chocolate, lots of noise. I got about 1100 words done in the midst of all this. It's starting to break up now (5:16 - and four of us have been here since noon thirty).

The plan for tonight is an Adult Swim marathon (a new Space Ghost Coast To Coast! "Tectonic plates have shifted" since the last time that happened!) and enough food to fool you into thinking Thanksgiving had come a week early. Bridget made pumpkin cheesecake with a gingersnap crust last night (I've had a slice - it's divine) and with the leftover pumpkin I'm going to make muffins. There will also be a field roast (vegetarian version of a roast beef, apparently), a veggie tray, and candied yams.

Sounds like fun, huh? Well, if A) you know where I live, and B) we're currently on speaking terms, you should drop by and join the party and help justify the lack of writing that will happen.

Laundry will happen, though. Laundry, but not writing. That ain't right. Something will have to be done about that.