The weird part was before I even got to the place we gamed in, as I was walking from the bus stop to the house. I tweeked my left knee a bit when I got off the bus because of no sidewalks and uneven terrain. Nothing unusual about that, but as I was walking to the house and limping a bit, a car pulled over and a hand full of wadded bills was shoved into my hand, $3 in ones to be precise. This isn’t the first time people have tried to give me money as I was trying to get someplace, and it’s not even the largest amount, but this was the first drive-by shoving of money in my hand and leaving quickly that I have experienced. The working hypothesis was since I have my winter
furbeard fully grown in I resemble a homeless person, or the popular stereotype of same even though I was wearing my police style outer shell from Alert Shirt that I use as an outer layer when things are cold and/or wet. Another weird thing is they had the money in fist out the window as they approached, like they were just waiting for someone to give money to. Basically they rolled up with a fist full of money, I said they didn’t need to do that, they said to have a good day and left. Not the first time people have tried to give me money as I walked to or from a bus stop, but the usual MO is to pull into a driveway or parking lot and get out of the vehicle to get me to take their money.
Then we had dinner of Teriyaki salmon filets with vegetable fried rice and some kind of seasoned baked potatoes that were good even if I couldn’t identify the exact cooking procedure. After we finished eating we tried to establish contact with the rest of the group so that we could finish the run before we lost our sniper/street samurai for 3 months until the end of May as he does his cast thing at Scarborough Faire, but the most important player, the one whose character has the explosives skill group, was out of communications contact. She lives in a Very Rural Area outside Houston and her Internet and phone are cell-based and somewhat intermittent, as in “not reliable and frequently blocked in bad weather”. After not being able to contact her via any means at our disposal and our hostess getting tired because of her meds and not getting enough mental stimulation to overcome the meds we ended the session early and I went home. We had planned on ending around 2230 or so, but circumstances dictated we shut down a little after 2100.