Like a break in the battle
Sep. 3rd, 2010 08:42 pmI am sitting in a hotel room overlooking the Missouri river as it divided Nebraska from South Dakota and Iowa. If you are from around these parts you have just concluded that I am in Sioux City. There are technically three cities here: South Sioux City (Nebraska), North Sioux City (South Dakota) and Sioux City (Iowa). I have found very few situations when just saying "Sioux City" wasn't good enough. I'm here for MAGECON, a regional game convention that gets held twice a year here in Sioux City.
I am too tired from the day to do gaming tonight, but later I plan to go hang out with my friend Bob "Hida Yagimaki" Yager and maybe consume an adult beverage. My room overlooks the river and I have the window open, which means that I am getting the night breezes and the jazz concert across the river. It's awesome.
I took US-77 up instead of the interstate route. With all the construction on 80 I wasn't going to save any time going that way, and 77 is almost always the prettier route. I was not disappointed: emerald-green beans alternated with drying corn rows in pale green and tan. The margins had two kinds of goldenrod, one just at its peak and another one just beginning its bloom cycle. The sky was clear and cliche-blue. I-80/I-29 has all that too, but it seems closer on the highway.
August started out well with the fun that is Gencon, but then I had to deal with a series of death and workplace issues. I have many things that I ought to do this long weekend, but I have decided that instead I am going to take a few days to recharge.
I am too tired from the day to do gaming tonight, but later I plan to go hang out with my friend Bob "Hida Yagimaki" Yager and maybe consume an adult beverage. My room overlooks the river and I have the window open, which means that I am getting the night breezes and the jazz concert across the river. It's awesome.
I took US-77 up instead of the interstate route. With all the construction on 80 I wasn't going to save any time going that way, and 77 is almost always the prettier route. I was not disappointed: emerald-green beans alternated with drying corn rows in pale green and tan. The margins had two kinds of goldenrod, one just at its peak and another one just beginning its bloom cycle. The sky was clear and cliche-blue. I-80/I-29 has all that too, but it seems closer on the highway.
August started out well with the fun that is Gencon, but then I had to deal with a series of death and workplace issues. I have many things that I ought to do this long weekend, but I have decided that instead I am going to take a few days to recharge.