...though up a good gift.

I'm a terrible gift giver. Full stop. I wouldn't want to receive one of my gifts. It's simply the grace of God that I found a woman loves me despite the fact that I once gave her a 3-hole punch as a gift.

Yes, I said that matter of factly, not for comedic effect or any form of hyperbole, but because well, here it is.

...butted heads with a celeb lookalike computer.

Don't mess with me because I'm either Rocky, Felix (007's CIA buddy), Iron Man, Riddick, or Luis from Ant Man. Ok maybe Luis isn't that much of a BA, but still.

...took Carson to ride roller coasters in 30 degree weather.

 Heather and Ryan were busy one weekend, so Carson and I jetted over to Dollywood. 

...went to a Warehouse to get some Warehouse to slay a Dragon.

Warehouse 13: The Board Game is my most recent board game project. We had a successful kickstarter and then got Whammied! by delay after delay. We wanted to sell some at Eddie McClintock's table at Dragon*Con 2019. Eddie has been very supportive of the project all along. 

...watched the sun rise over the Lost Fantasy Island volcano.

We went to Hawaii, which, Honolulu excluded, really is the paradise you think it is. Honolulu is just another crappy big American city, except with smaller roads and parking spaces. It still should be visited once, to see Pearl Harbor and, of course, to run Waikiki beach.

...climbed the warped wall.

I've been getting in increasingly better shape over the past few years, but let me tell you something: getting over a warped wall that is sized to challenge you feels amazing. 

...became a minimalist runner.

In a bout of stupid machismo, I agreed to run a half marathon with my crazy runner wife. Then I got the running bug and became crazy myself. The problem was that my knees hurt like hell once I started running more than 5 miles at a time on a regular basis.

I bought knee braces and a couple different types of Brooks and Hokas and some Advil. Lots of Advil.