This past weekend went by way too quickly for my taste, but I have no one to blame but myself. The buffet of nerdiness I feasted from this weekend was a delightful indulgence of geekiness levels I have not been at since Gen Con was still in Milwaukee.

It actually all started Thursday night. I logged on to play a little Warcraft and knock out some dailies so I would have repair/enchantment money for the next scheduled raid night. I ran the gambit of the Hodir brotherhood as well as the Argent Tourney. After I logged I sat in front of the TV to re-watch the Lost season finally and started the build up of my Klingon Bird of Prey model that has been sitting on my workbench for about a year now.
Friday was the big day. A friend and I took a half day so we could go see the New Star Trek. I had been giddy all day waiting in my cube for the moment we could leave. Once we arrived at the 70 foot Ultra Screen we sat down and awaited what could be the best or worst thing that could happen to my love of Trek. After it was all said and done I had nothing but giddy excitement and I was lusting for more. It was near perfect…I was not thrilled with the whole Red Matter thing, but I will let it pass since the story was near perfect, the reboot was perfectly done and the casting was perfect. Surprisingly, Bones might be my favorite retread, with Scotty as a close second.
Friday conlcuded with a mexican dinner with the family and a night out with my buddy before he headed off to Europe with his wife for two weeks. We talked all things Trek and Lost and pounded down about 5 Bombay Sapphire gin & tonics a piece and a plate of mozzerella sticks. That was a fine night I tell you.
Saturday was slow for the most part, I introduced my little boy to the original Trek while my wife and daughter went shopping for his upcoming birthday. After naps and a light dinner me and the wife headed out for some bowling/drinking with some work friends at my company’s annual bowling tourney. I think I bowled, but all I remember was eating and drinking more than I should have. I think the night ended on about 8 beers and 10 jello shots. I remember waking up in the morning, but don’t recall getting home, updating the Facebook status or logging onto Warcraft for about 30 minutes and verbally molesting half the guild.
Sunday the family and I headed off to south central Wisconsin to attend the Janesville Ren Faire where we met up with a friend of my wife’s and her son. The faire is nothing on the scale of Bristol, but fun none the less. It was nice seeing some faces we recognized from Bristol, especially Geoff the Gypsy. If you ever get a chance to catch this guy in action it is hilarious.
Once we got home, we got the kids to bed and I headed off to the guild’s Sunday night Ulduar Raid. This was my second raid night back and the cobwebs have been completed knocked off. I found myself getting back into the healing grove of knowing my tanks and the encounters. It is refreshing having to think about what I am doing and not jsut relying on chain heal spam with one eye on the TV. We only ended up killing Iron Council and Freya though. By the time we were on to hodir and Thorim we were just too tired to take it past midnight. The guild did progress and we are looking forward to the Tuesday reboot for some more fun in the tanks and the crotch pot of slag.
Now it is Monday and I am back in my cube <sigh>.