Gotta Restart Somewhere

So. News that the D&D Starter Set was selling for $10 at Target & Wal Mart was all over my various social media the other day. (Plus one other place, but fuck 'em.) What the hell, says I, that's worth it. But when I show up in person at the store it's actually $15. Guess the $10 was for buying it online (even if I had done that & then gone to pick it up in person at the store where I ended up getting it - buh?).

Not like I don't already have the big three for every version from 1e to 5, or two shelves groaning with other RPG books, or two more on the island. But what the hell - everybody deserves a little frisson of game glee once in a while. You have to admit, it comes with a set of mighty good looking dice.

Guess I Should Have Checked Beforehand

I finally got it together to check with my surgeon about whether it was safe for me to go back to taekwondo. Of course I started up about two weeks ago, but I figured better late than never. Besides, I had been careful with just what I did in class, right?

Me: "So when can I get back into sparring?"

Which I should have asked before last Thursday, but there it is.

Them: "It should be all right as long as you don't get hit in the head."

Um.

Me: "So, um ... at all?"

Them: "Well, you know. Keep in mind that now that you've had one detachment, you may be vulnerable if you get hit again."

Um. Like when I got clipped on the ear. Last Thursday. Well.

Them: "It's funny, [the doctor] usually jokes with patients that they shouldn't take up kickboxing. But you're twenty-five or thirty years younger than they are, so you still might."

Heh. Yeah. Still might. Or might have been practicing striking styles since 1988. Either or.

Heh.

Me: "Ssssso, um ... what if I were practicing a grappling style? What would he say about getting thrown?"

Them: "Probably the same, you know. Don't get hit in the head."

Um. Bit of an occupational hazard in a striking style, that. I guess I'll have to discuss it in more detail at my next follow up. If I can't even stand up to the strain of taking a break fall I'm not sure what I'm going to do.

On the other hand I'm for damn sure not spending another week looking at my feet while my eye heals up again.