Strumming my pain

I did it! I played Guitar Hero! Saturday night, I was just chilling at Casa Crothers (my main social base in Maryland, home of Smash, and others), and it ended up just being me and Gonzo. I had her teach me and ended up having a lot of fun. "One more song" turned into "two more songs . . . or 9:45 . . . or something" turned into me saying at 9:44:37 "It's not quite 9:45 yet. . ." I even got pretty good. By the end of the evening, I was consistently in the 70-80% notes hit range.

I'm actually really looking forward to the next opportunity I have to play. I won't be beating anyone just yet, but one day soon, perhaps.

In other news, I spent the majority of Saturday at Six Flags in MD. A few poor souls got sick after only a couple rides and went home, but I was not among their numbers. Overcast skies made for perfect amusement park conditions with little to no lines, I got to meet some really cool people, and I discovered that Superhero even knew my name! It was a really good day. Both Superhero and I were down for the count after a crazy spinning ride, but it was worth it.

Other events I need to blog about: Fran finally coming to visit me (over a week ago now), and the chopping of my hair (it's still long, just not as long). I would prefer to include pictures in these posts, but my home computer is currently rather lame, and I don't want to put pictures on it until I know it's going to be okay. So, my dear readers, either you will be waiting for me to fix my computer, or I will just post without many pictures. We shall see.