Author: rommel

A lazy day, and I let it be one. Not much to report beyond that, which I count as a good sign rather than a lapse. The one thing with an edge to it is UBOAT, whose campaign I mean to have beaten by the nineteenth; the deadline is doing more to organize my evenings…

The day belonged to the dentist, and to the root canal I had spent longer dreading than sitting through. It was not that painful, which surprised me more than the procedure did; the worry had done the heavier work. Driving afterward through Tijuana I was thoroughly confused, streets branching without warning and my sense of…

Liza returns today from Atlanta, and much of the day is given over to waiting for news of her flight. I make no complaint of the waiting; it is a rare gift to have nothing to do but hold steady until someone comes home. The hours I spent with Uboat, moving a submarine through cold…

Baldur’s Gate 3 is finished. I took the heroic road to the end, and when the last choice came I went with Lae’zel to the Astral Plane to stand with her people, which felt like the right debt to pay. What stayed with me afterward was not the battle but the credits: pages of thank-yous…

The three netherstones are mine, and only the brain in the sky remains. What stands between me and the end of Baldur’s Gate 3 is now measured in hours rather than weeks, three or four by my estimate, and I find I am ready to be done with it. It has been a long campaign,…

An early run to the airport this morning: Liza is bound for Atlanta and will be back later in the week. The house is quieter without her in it, a quiet that takes a day or so to settle into something useful. The rest of the day I gave to Baldur’s Gate 3, and I…

Lunch at Liberty Station with Lizzie and AJ, colleagues from Chatmeter and, later, Alchemer; a working friendship is a rare thing to outlast the work itself, and this one has. The morning went to Baldur’s Gate, where I finally put Raphael down, though not before losing a companion in the fight. I have been tempted…

Drove down to Los Angeles for Godzilla in IMAX. The drive out was easy; the drive home was chaos, and I will leave it at that. The film was worth the trip, though it proved to be a Ghidorah movie in all but name. Godzilla himself had perhaps five minutes of screen time. I had…

Rewatched Godzilla Minus One this evening, and it holds up. Tomorrow I make the trip to Los Angeles for Godzilla Minus Zero, on a true IMAX screen, which is the only size that does these films justice. There is a particular pleasure in a monster movie that takes its grief seriously, and this one does;…

The day’s one small crisis was of my own making. In Baldur’s Gate I kept company with Mizora, and Karlach and Wyll have not forgiven me for it, which is fair. Provisions were laid in at Costco against the coming week. My Korean studies met their match in the vocabulary of commerce, the words for…