I come home and my living room is full of a huge table, five laptops, a projection screen, and five HUGE GALLOPING NERDLETS all playing a game where they’re pretending to be in charge of a spaceship. Ralph said a few words and now they’re really loudly pretending they are actual like, space soldiers. I am sad I am not sitting on the couch with my beady-eyed dad, making snarky comments. I’m hiding here on my computer, away from those other computers.
Off now to buy some ultra-slutty red hairdye.
OH no! I’m surprised you aren’t more into the geeky stuff given your love of MST3K and your appreciation of writing and storytelling in general. Here “mommy drinks while she LARP[S]” and a wonderful time is had by all. #cometothedarksidewehavecookies #geekmomsftw
I sometimes have an intense feeling of someone’s absence when in a situation so iconic of who they were as a person or in that moment when that is the person I would give a million dollars to have backing me up. Both painful and wondrous to feel a loved one long gone sitting beside you.