We had an infusion of gamers Saturday. It was a fun day.
We had some people who could come early but couldn't stay,
and others who could come late, and some who could come
for the whole day, so we did some juggling to make it
work out. We ended up playing Settlers of Katan in the
afternoon and then switching over to two longer games,
with dinner in there somewhere. Dani really wanted to
play Republic of Rome (and I didn't -- but we had eight
people anyway), so four of them played RoR and the rest
of us played McMulty. RoR is a longer game, so our
group ended up with a fair bit of socializing before
the other group finished and joined us. Long day, but
fun. (It's just as well that we bailed on the group
brunch the next day, though, even though that would
have been fun.)
Sunday evening we had dinner with friends from my
synagogue (the same folks whose seder I went to last
year when Dani got sick; they've also invited us to
other parties). It was a fun evening. Another couple
(also from the synagogue) was there too. I worried a
bit that Dani would feel left out even though he's
met all these people on many occasions, but it wasn't a
problem. There was enough of a geek density to work. :-)
I think it may be time to give up on Andromeda.
It's been a while since the show was actually good;
Sunday night I fell asleep during this week's show and
found that this didn't really affect my enjoyment of it.
Um, yeah. There was a change in creative control about
a year ago (I think) and things went downhill then, but
I held on in case it was just transition pains. But now,
two of the most interesting characters are gone (for
all practical purposes, in the case of Rev Bem -- the
character as shown this week is not the one we know),
and the stories have been more and more about action
at the expense of plot. Yawn.
A few months ago the Contractor Who Rarely Returns
promised to find the source of the water damage to
the ceiling in the front hall and deal with it.
(This damage is almost directly below a spot in the
bathroom that is, in turn, damaged from an apparent
roof leak, but he thinks that's a coincidence. We
have been hypothesizing a bathtub-related plumbing
problem, though a plumber we had in a while ago
hadn't found anything suspicious.) In both cases,
we were probably snookered by the sellers; the
CWRR pointed out places where problems had been
covered up rather than fixed.
So anyway, the contractor hasn't done anything yet,
though some supplies have moved around so we know
he's been here. We still have the crack in the
ceiling.
Sunday the toilet overflowed (sigh), and we heard
the unmistakable sound of running water coming from
downstairs. (New experience for us.) Oh joy.
The good news is that we didn't lose a chunk of
ceiling; the bad news (on reflection) is that the
water stopped after several minutes and did not
return on subsequent flushes. Why is that
bad news? Because plumbing problems are probably
easier to fix; it sounds to me like our bathroom
floor is suspect (which may, of course,
be caused by a plumbing problem too).
I was hoping for, say, a cracked supply pipe, or
even a broken seal on the toilet, that we could
fix and be done with. So I guess it's now time
to (1) poke the CWRR and (2) call someone else
because we'd like the work to be done sooner
rather than later. Not that this is a sure bet,
of course; we wouldn't still be depending on the
CWRR if contractors in general showed up when
they said they would and did the work they said
they'd do.
(In case you're wondering, the CWRR replaced the
Conractor Who Never Returned, who disappeared off
the face of the planet mid-job about half a year
after we bought the house. Fortunately, while he
owed us work, he had about the right amount of
money from us when he vanished, so we eventually
decided to call it even.)