buzzzzed
shadowdaddy), so behold, I am the maker of tacos and player of Puerto Rico. Guests were the delightful envoy (amazing how many ways I can misspell that after a bit of rum) and thekumquat, who delighted me by correctly dating the hardbound copy of the A to Zed I picked up from the bookstore near the Putney Bridge Station. And after the tacos I pulled out the drinkies and the playing got all loose.Behold, I am maker of tacos and player of Puerto Rico. We gamed, we gamed, we gamed, ending up with a tight score of 47/46/45/38 (don't be mistaken, she's a powerhouse and will win soon and anyone who knows that much about the Tube is a goddess) and an empty bottle of honey rum (darn). Sweet to get such a high score with no large buildings (which I know means nothing to most of you but still a miracle).
Man, good times. I'm happy with life even if I'm bored with work. I can make tacos for four in about 45 minutes and I even made enchiladas just because I could. And if I spelled this all right, it was a miracle. Miss you
irrationalrobot.Off to read my Charlie Stross and call it a night.
