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Tuesday we spent the day at Jason’s flat. Jason is the man who saw our post at a gaming store looking for RPGers and gave us a ring. It was quite nice since we could just sit and chat without the worries of having to be somewhere or walk along a busy sidewalk and talk at the same time. Jason reminds me a lot of an old friend from high school. He is extremely well read and well viewed in sci-fi, fantasy and horror. He also has a huge collection of movies, books and non D20 gaming systems. We had some minor communication issues but we can work around them. Allow me to elaborate.
Issue 1: Intelligence gap. Jason has a very detailed and intelligent mind. He reads or views something, processes it and keeps it filed away in an orderly cranial system. I, on the other hand, could read the same material, thoroughly enjoy it, remember enjoying it, and within a week, forget almost everything about it except that I enjoyed it. When someone asks if I read it, I assent but when they begin throwing tag lines out, I can’t remember them. It’s just the way I’m wired. It’s not the best way to be, but I have learned to adjust. If I feel something is worth remembering, I either study it at length until it becomes hard written in my mind, or I physically write it and physically file it away. That way, all I have to remember is where I put my notes and I am an instant authority. The result of this issue was that he mentioned things that I knew about but could not recall and discuss.
Issue 2: TV gap. Since I killed my TV over 5 years ago, I have missed out on a lot of popular culture. I don’t know the names nor the plots of the shows he mentions, I haven’t seen many of the movies he has and I don’t know the names of all the stars involved.
Issue 3: Culture gap. Although Australian TV seems to show a great deal of US shows now, they leaned more heavily toward BBC when people our age were growing up. There was mention of TV shows that I never was exposed to as a child.
Despite all this, we laughed a lot. He has a keen sense of wit and irony… both are greatly appreciated. He was okay with having to dissect some of his references so I could understand where they originated and why they would have been extremely humorous had I understood at the offset. I am very happy to be making friends.
Yesterday, we had an at home day. The Parents went out, Belinda was at work and we had the house to ourselves. We made the most of it by cleaning. We gave our little upstairs abode a detailed cleaning then went downstairs to have tea. We were innocently sipping tea when an undeniable urge compelled us to apply the same detailing to the downstairs bathroom. Not one surface (except the ceiling) went untouched. It fairly sparkled… well, as much as a bathroom with 20-year-old fixtures and tiles can sparkle. Okay, it had a dull, matte sort of cleanliness to it. I guess that sounds more like it.
Afterward, we made more tea, I steamed some sesame buns and we sat down to watch one of Belinda’s movies. When The Parents came home, we were reprimanded softly for bothering to clean the bathroom. Ah, vive les cultural differences! It is strange how, even though you knew she must have been happy to have a clean bathroom, she couldn’t say it. It’s just so odd trying to get used to these new ways.
Issue 1: Intelligence gap. Jason has a very detailed and intelligent mind. He reads or views something, processes it and keeps it filed away in an orderly cranial system. I, on the other hand, could read the same material, thoroughly enjoy it, remember enjoying it, and within a week, forget almost everything about it except that I enjoyed it. When someone asks if I read it, I assent but when they begin throwing tag lines out, I can’t remember them. It’s just the way I’m wired. It’s not the best way to be, but I have learned to adjust. If I feel something is worth remembering, I either study it at length until it becomes hard written in my mind, or I physically write it and physically file it away. That way, all I have to remember is where I put my notes and I am an instant authority. The result of this issue was that he mentioned things that I knew about but could not recall and discuss.
Issue 2: TV gap. Since I killed my TV over 5 years ago, I have missed out on a lot of popular culture. I don’t know the names nor the plots of the shows he mentions, I haven’t seen many of the movies he has and I don’t know the names of all the stars involved.
Issue 3: Culture gap. Although Australian TV seems to show a great deal of US shows now, they leaned more heavily toward BBC when people our age were growing up. There was mention of TV shows that I never was exposed to as a child.
Despite all this, we laughed a lot. He has a keen sense of wit and irony… both are greatly appreciated. He was okay with having to dissect some of his references so I could understand where they originated and why they would have been extremely humorous had I understood at the offset. I am very happy to be making friends.
Yesterday, we had an at home day. The Parents went out, Belinda was at work and we had the house to ourselves. We made the most of it by cleaning. We gave our little upstairs abode a detailed cleaning then went downstairs to have tea. We were innocently sipping tea when an undeniable urge compelled us to apply the same detailing to the downstairs bathroom. Not one surface (except the ceiling) went untouched. It fairly sparkled… well, as much as a bathroom with 20-year-old fixtures and tiles can sparkle. Okay, it had a dull, matte sort of cleanliness to it. I guess that sounds more like it.
Afterward, we made more tea, I steamed some sesame buns and we sat down to watch one of Belinda’s movies. When The Parents came home, we were reprimanded softly for bothering to clean the bathroom. Ah, vive les cultural differences! It is strange how, even though you knew she must have been happy to have a clean bathroom, she couldn’t say it. It’s just so odd trying to get used to these new ways.