Tuesday Tired

I rose at 6 with my alarm and climbed out of bed; there seemed to be a distance to this process. Next, I found my slippers and found my way to the kitchen, which also seemed further away. I was tired. I made coffee, liberal, and a plate with a banana and toast. I sliced a nice piece of milk bread I made a few days ago and put marmalade on it. But I would forget to put it back in the frig (it would have to be tossed).

Despite the listlessness, I wrote the blog and recreated yesterday’s story with more words than expected. I managed to get it published in time to enjoy a long shower and did not have to rush. I reviewed more of A Dummies Guide to Pre-Calculus. Corwin was coming over between 2 and 3, and I would teach him math. The first section was about line equations and inequities with grafting. I put a plan together in my head, intending to learn where Corwin was in his skills and go from there.

After that, I boarded Air VW the Gray and took it to Portland. Richard and James host a board game of Mansion of Madness, 2nd Edition, at Richard’s house. James bought a used copy with painted figures and then purchased some add-ons. He is still missing some pieces, but we can make it work.

The game works using an app that James runs on an iPad. It is a horror cooperative game with the possibility of going insane and effectively joining the other side. Each play is a unique story, usually including elements of Lovecraft, though one story I played was a Hollywood ghost horror plot. We have learned to separate, explore, and fight. The stories have timing elements that limit the length of the play, and we need to find things and do things to finish and slow the timing. The scenario used new rules with elixirs from an add-on that James had seen online and purchased.

It was an interesting and brutal scenario. My character was wounded and had a broken leg. Our play managed to unlock the puzzles and survive. It was after 1, about four hours of intense play. I took the EV home as I had to connect with Corwin next. I picked up a freshly made take-and-bake pizza from Papa Murphy’s, got it in the oven, and set my alarm for thirty minutes. I was deeply asleep when it went off. The house smelled of pizza.

The pizza is stuffed, and the top layer has expanded (there were no vents for steam cut in it) to a dome and was actually against the heating elements in the oven! Part of the smell was the pizza bits burning on the elements! I pulled it out, cut holes, settled it again, and cooked it more. Corwin showed up and put out a table for us to work and eat on. The pizza was good.

I spent ninety minutes with Corwin and covered all that I had prepared. I was primarily interested in what Corwin remembered and could still do. I demonstrated and then had him do the same kind of problem. I have trouble with dropping negative signs and skipping to the end too soon. I went slow and precise as I had learned over and over. Corwin started to copy this approach and saw its advantage as he could easily see what was happening. We did little pre-calculus but mostly elementary algebra and grafting. We covered inequalities, which is pre-calculus, and the parts you must memorize, and I had long forgotten about handling absolute values with inequalities.

Later in the evening, I would order a problem book and another copy of the how-to book from Dummies on Amazon. We will need more homework for Corwin, as he clearly needs to work on these problems to integrate this material into his skill sets. Corwin wants Calculus, but first, we need to tighten up algebra, trig, and graphing and get some discipline in problem-solving. This will get Corwin to Calculus.

I was tired and spent the rest of the late afternoon at home, doing little more than reading and eating some more pizza. I made tea to try to wake up. I ordered flour and other baking items from King Arthur Flour because I like their products, though Red Mill is excellent and often cheaper. Usually, I buy flour when it is on special, but this time, I was tired and just got what I needed.

I read about vampires until late. I crawled into bed and hoped that I would not dream of vampires. I have no memory of my dreams, but I woke rested with no strange marks on my neck.

Thanks for reading.