I have this thing for astronaut Ice cream.
My wife thinks it tastes like ass, but I love it. My favorite is Neapolitan. So I while I was out today with my son I went to Michael’s and indulged in a couple of packs. Now this is the point in the story where I tell you about some interesting point, a plot twist or a meeting of an interesting person. But that doesn’t happen. I bought two packs of Astronaut Ice cream, two cans of flat white primer, some foam core and three tubes of glow bracelets.
Rather anti climactic.
If you happen to be going to Gencon this month, Look for the guy who looks like he chickened out of a rave.