“If they do, then you have big problems on your hands.”

The above is a paraphrashed quote from the host of the New Year’s Eve party we attended, mentioning how he wasn’t trying to kill us with the authentic French food he prepared for us. After stuffing ourselves with goose, three different kinds of mashed potatoes, apple sauce mixed with onions, prunes wrapped in bacon, and various meat spreads (called “pa-tay” - that is how it is pronounced, but I have no idea how to spell it correctly), we spent New Year’s Eve the way any geek would - playing D&D.

Our usual D&D sessions run from 7:30 to 10:30. To end the year with a bang, we had a super-sized session that ran from 5:30 to 12:15, with a cheesecake break toward the middle. My barbarian, who is hungry for combat and hates talking to people, threw only one punch during that entire session. He was disappointed.

I’ve been meaning to post session notes. When I finally get around to it, I will post them under the name Soren and tell the story from his point of view.