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One thing I’ve discovered is that you learn things when you get older.

For example, in the summer, my mother liked to take us to visit my grandmother. My grandmother has a pool. Every time we wanted to go swimming, they responded with a (retrospectively suspicious) large amount of joy and we were all but tossed in the pool. Hell, they’d let us stay in if it started raining, so long as there was no thunder and lightning. You think this is just vague letting the kids have fun and visiting the folks, don’t you?

However, today I went swimming at the gym, my first time in years. And I only managed a few laps in the huge pool before I was dying and had to call it quits. And I realized “I’m fuckin’ tired.” Then I realized why we got to go swimming so much in the summer. Another piece of the puzzle falls into place.

Also, I’d never been in a saltwater pool, but I think I’m in love. It’s like swimming in the ocean with none of the drawbacks–algae, sharks, shipwrecks, pirates. I smell like the sea.

*crashes through da wall*

So I joined my local 24 Hour Fitness today to finally shed some of this Europe-slash-stress blubber and they have a huge Olympic-size swimming pool, indoors, salt water so none of the chlorine or anything, and nobody using it. And I went right after work. Damn shame, that. Now, to buy a swimsuit…

Since, honestly, Facebook fills my need for self-disclosure to a circle of friends and loose acquaintances, though I may have a thought to drop in here every now and then.

Well, I survived Gencon. Like I keep telling people, I had a lot more fun in retrospect than I thought I did. When you’re in the middle of it, you kick into pure survival mode. Gotta go to the bathroom gotta grab food while I can oh god this guy stinks I need some water. Now I get to reflect and, hey, I had a pretty good time.

I also read Baseball Between The Numbers on this trip. If Moneyball is my baseball-Bible, Baseball Between The Numbers is the Talmud, a collection of texts by learned scribes arguing all about what all the statistics mean. If you’re into the statistical side of baseball, it’s really interesting, and very approachable even for someone who couldn’t even make it through pre-calc. However, it’s definitely for a certain crowd. If you yell “DINGERS!” to be ironic, then check it out.