How Not to Be a Guest of Honor

So the good folks of Tacticon were kind enough to have me down for the weekend as their guest of honor. I get to show up, run some playtests of the DCC RPG and hang out with awesome folks. H is away in Cali for a friend's wedding, so hanging out in Denver and playing RPGs is pretty good deal all things being equal.

Of course, all things aren't equal.

As I was trying to make it out of the house this morning (water the tomatoes, pack the gaming materials, get the contract off to Joseph, make sure the wife knows I love her) somehow I forgot the duffel containing all those non-gaming essentials: clothes, deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste. But I didn't realize that until around 9:30 PM after dropping H off at the airport.

Damn. Suddenly I'm 8 hours away from becoming the stereotype of The Gamer.

I don't know south Denver, so I struck out blindly, pointing the car towards the brightest strip of lights, knowing full well that any real store was certainly closed. But there, what should I behold, but Wal-Mart.

Reviled Wal-Mart, how many times have I mocked thee? And now I am at your 24-hour mercy.

Thirty minutes later I was outfitted with new underwear, socks, toiletries, a pair of jeans, 2 shirts and a 12 pack of gatoraide. A brother was ready to roll.

But what about my hypocrisy? I'm indebted to Sam Walton and his family. Otherwise I'd be hand washing a dress shirt with the free shampoo they leave in your room, hoping that if it drip dried over the course of the night, I might be able iron it into semi-dryness by my first game at 9:am.

So yes, you've won this round, Sam. How we will reconcile this debt remains to be seen. Until then, thanks for the toothpaste.



At 6:26 PM, Blogger Thomas said...

Thanks for running some great games this con. With only one character death this con I feel pretty lucky. See you next time.

At 1:20 AM, Anonymous willopotomus rex said...

*raises hand*

First time I went to London I realized upon landing that I forgot to pack more than two pairs of underwear. There I am at 2am in one of the most expensive cities in the world, washing my granimals in the bathroom sink.

At 10:22 PM, Blogger Jennifer Newell said...

1) I have no words for the imagery I have just experienced through Will's post. Wait a second... no. Those weren't words.

2) I am also indebted to this monstrosity Sam Walton left behind. I'm sure he never intended it to be as bad as it is now, but I was reallydumbf*ckbroke for a little while as I settled into life here in San Diego. Now that I'm gainfully employed and doing well, I don't have to go to Wally World - but I'm not going to forget that it supplied some of my essentials for a while there.

Hope you had fun!

At 4:47 PM, Anonymous willopotomus rex said...

aw yeah, chicks dig the granimals.

At 12:37 PM, Blogger ChattyDM said...

Are you on Twitter yet? Long time no news friend!

At 8:28 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Someone once told me: 'Life is too short not to be hypocritical.'


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