There hasn't been anything much to report. Some weeks are like that.

I mean, there could be more about how this Sleeper Squad is going to be record-settingly mammoth (that is a bad thing, no matter what Iain says) and how I'd really like to be done with it so I can move on to doing a small story for the DA crowd who are going to be disappointed in it and then move on from that to replotting the next Coldpoint because Iain pointed out some issues that I really need to address but which will cause me to have to tear the final two plots to pieces and glue them back together again in a new conformation, and yes, I love a good run-on sentence.

Mostly it's been hot (too soon! too soon!) and I've been doing minimal amounts of day-job work and dealing with renders any other time. I found a couple of new games (well, "new") which meet the very-hard-to-achieve set of requirements for Game I Can Play While Doing Renders On The Other Machine, so I've been playing those. I also have a couple of games I want to play for a night or two that I can't play while doing renders -- too distracting. I had a couple of days, this past weekend, when I hit a I Can't Look At This Fucking Story Anymore point -- this happens every few months -- and I played a game those two days.

I also watched the futbol! The Scots are currently overrunning Boston and drinking us dry, bless them. I like Scots, as a general rule -- they are cranky people, but they're cranky in a way I feel very compatible with. I would like to see them get out of group play. I don't care if they don't get very far in the knockout round, but I'd love to see them get there. They beat Haiti on Saturday; I will be watching them play Morocco on Friday. After that they leave town and play Brazil in Miami, and that may turn out to be the end of the road, but we'll see.

I saw the orthopedist about my knee, for all of about five minutes. He looked at it, confirmed what had already been my personal diagnosis (I didn't tell him that), which is that it's arthritis, and sent me off to book six weeks of physical therapy, which I am not enthused about. It's not so much that PT is forced exercise, a concept I have resisted vehemently my entire life -- it's that I don't think the PT will do any good. We already know exercise loosens the knee and causes the pain to stop ... temporarily. What I want is a solution for the way it immediately stiffens back up again after I stop exercising.

But, again, we'll see.