#597 – Gotta Catch ‘Em All, But This One In Particular


Today my wife, our house guest, and I drove two and a half hours one way for the chance to catch a very specific Pokémon.

Some folks might think this to be a little excessive, but bear with me, it was warranted.

Pokémon Go has hundreds of Pokémon available in the game, but not all of them are available everywhere. Each continent has its own regional-exclusive critters that you can’t catch anywhere else in the world. If you happen to have one of those regional Pokémon from a different continent, it’s almost always a sign that someone’s been traveling.

Our house guest is very much into the game, and as such has found ways of tracking specific Pokémon almost in real time. His research showed that there was a bit of an anomaly with one of the regional Pokémon – the South American regional, Heracross, is only available south of the 29th parallel.

That parallel crosses south Texas, which means that some places in Texas have been reporting Heracross sightings and captures.

Our trip today took us to Victoria, Texas, where Heracross has been popping up regularly. We spent hours setting lures and traveling between them to see what the lures attracted. We went to many places in town that had Heracross sightings, hitting Pokéstops along the way for supplies.

The trip was very productive. I restocked my supplies and caught several new-to-me Pokémon during the day. Both my wife and our guest had similar results, although our guest didn’t catch as many new Pokémon, since he’s much more active in game than either my wife or I. But despite getting advice from players in town, we didn’t find a Heracross.

Eventually we decided we needed to make the trip back to Austin, so we grabbed a bite to eat, checked a couple more places, and then headed home. While we were heading out of town, our guest was checking our route, and as we approached one corner, he called out “HERACROSS!”

We pulled into the convenience store and frantically pulled up our game clients in order to catch this elusive prize. It took some of us a few tries, some of us only one, but all three of us eventually captured the Heracross. Triumphant, we wrapped up the game and drove home.

It was a fun day and a good time was had by all.

What a Weekend!


This weekend my wife and I traveled to a town outside of Wichita Falls, Texas, for an SCA event hosted by the group local to Norman, Oklahoma, just outside of Oklahoma City. We weren’t initially planning to go, but a friend of ours let us know that we pretty much needed to be there, so I poked and prodded the budget until we could afford the event and the gas necessary to make the five-hour trip to site.

During the week, we managed to score a ride with a friend of ours who lives in Temple, and together we rode to another friend’s place in Fort Worth to crash for the night. We woke up early the next morning and started on the two-hour trip to the event.

The event was a busy one. In addition to the armored and rapier combat and archery, there were three peerage vigils to attend, as well as classes, a tavern, and general socializing. For those that don’t know, there are four awards in the SCA that are consistent no matter where you are in the world. One is for excellence in armored combat, one is for excellence in the arts and sciences, one is for a long history of excellent service, and the last and most recent is for excellence in rapier combat. These awards are the highest that can be attained in their respective fields, and collectively these four awards are considered the peerage. When one is offered admission to one of the peerage orders, it is customary for that person to sit vigil, where others can come and offer words of advice, wisdom, or congratulations, while usually partaking of food and drink offered to the attendees. The three vigils represented candidates for all of the peerage orders save for rapier combat.

There were several people at this event that I hadn’t seen in many years, and it was very good to see them and catch up on the years since we were last together. I attended a class on commedia dell’arte, the 15th century Italian form of improvisational theater, and while I didn’t actively participate, I learned an awful lot and gained a new interest in the SCA.

Finally the night came and with it was evening court, where many awards were presented – so many, in fact, that there were two intermissions. The last award of the second session was the one we’d come to witness. A very dear friend of ours – the one that drove us from Temple through Fort Worth and on to the event, in fact – was given a court barony, which in the kingdom that covers Oklahoma and most of Texas is the highest award one can receive short of peerage. Our friend was completely blindsided by the award and the audience rose to their feet and cheered loud and long for him. This award was very, very well-deserved and we were thrilled to be able to be there to see him get it.

The third session was reserved for the three peerage elevation ceremonies, and a friend of mine from long ago led the procession for one of the ceremonies. Her voice was easily heard throughout the hall and her words set the tone for the rest of the ceremony. As it turns out, this was the first time that she’d led a procession, but she looked like an old pro at it. I got a chance to catch up with her after court ended and was pleasantly surprised to see that she remembered me after all these years – it had been close to fifteen years since I last saw her.

My blood sugar began to crash shortly after court, so the farewells that I was hoping to be able to deliver were cut short by my need to get off site and regulate my glucose. By the time we got back to Fort Worth for the night, it was 3:00 am and we quickly went to sleep.

We got up the next morning, said farewell to our host, and drove back to pick up our car in Temple, then headed home where we collapsed in bed for a lengthy nap.

It was an amazing weekend and I’m so thankful to the event’s hosts for putting on such a great event. It reminded me that I need to head north more often, because there are some really good people up there, having a great time.

Thanks, Namron


I am falling asleep as I write this, so I’m going to write about the weekend at length tomorrow, but for right now, I’m going to do what my wife so often has to remind me to do and listen to my body. My body says sleep. Now.

I will say this. The weekend was spectacular. Thank you, Namron, for an awesome event.

Another Event Missive


I’m writing from another SCA event with a dying battery, so this is going to be short. I’m having a great time and have seen many friends I haven’t seen in years. The mosquitos are everywhere, though, so I anticipate a lot of bites before we’re done tonight. I’ll write more about the event tomorrow during breaks in algebra homework. 

A Great Time Was Had By All


Today my wife and I attended an SCA event a little over two hours from home, the longest we’ve commuted for an event in over a year. It was a symposium of classes, and I took five during the day. All the classes were very well taught and I learned a lot about how things are done now. (There were some major changes made to the rules governing this aspect of the SCA back in 2011, when we were inactive and out of the region, and this was our first foray into learning the new rules.) We both took the warranting class (local branch officers need to be warranted to hold office) and I got some new information and a lot of new resources for an area that I already knew a bit about. There was a court (for those not in the SCA, it functions as, among other things, an awards ceremony at the end of the day) and several people we’re friends with got well-deserved awards. Two of them were announced to receive the Society’s highest award for service at a future point in time. (For the Society’s highest awards, there’s usually a period where the recipient receives counsel and congratulations from individuals that wish to pay them respects, followed by an elaborate presentation ceremony. When the recipient is announced, they are usually given a choice of receiving the award on the spot or choosing an event in the future in order to better plan the ceremony and to make sure that those people important to the recipient are all in attendance.)

It wasn’t until the end of the day that my wife remarked that I hadn’t had a panic attack at all regarding this event. Events that I’ve gone to over the past few years were usually marked by a panic attack the evening before the event and another one the morning of the event – this time, there was nothing. She also mentioned that I wasn’t exhibiting any signs of anxiety during the day, something that usually gets me at some point – that’s because she wasn’t there for the one time I did start to panic.

I was in a class where I was asked a question that I didn’t have an immediate answer for – I could have answered it given a few seconds of thought, but I was panicked that I didn’t have the answer right on the tip of my tongue, and so I begged off answering it. For a good portion of the rest of that class, I was fighting that part of my brain that was telling me that I was a screw-up, that I should be embarrassed, and that I should run screaming from the class. But I used my tools to counter all the things my lying brain was telling me and eventually I calmed down to the point that I went to the instructor – a friend of mine – and apologized for freezing up. She said that it was fine, and that it lent itself to something that she was trying to accomplish more often in her classes. The same friend later told me that while she rarely comments, she follows this blog, so if you’re reading this – and you know who you are – thank you for the opportunity to put the tools I’ve learned into use.

The day was a wild success and I’m very pleased with how I came through the event. Now time to fall down and go boom. Five in the morning was a long time ago.



So I’ve been doing something a little weird today.

The New York Times website has a page that shows you how to make Pommes Anne, a delicious looking potato recipe from France. I’ve been obsessing over that page today.

If you’re interested, the page can be found here. It’s behind a subscription wall, but it’s a free signup. They don’t email me anything and they don’t ask for money. If you’re willing to sign up for a login, you can see the page yourself.

If you’re unable or unwilling to sign up to see for yourself, here’s the basic gist of how to make the dish. It’s labor intensive, using simple ingredients, but the end result looks delicious.

Start by preheating your oven and placing a rimmed baking sheet on the rack so it will heat up with the oven. Cut Russet potatoes into roughly evenly sized and shaped cylinders, then use a mandoline to slice each potato into thin slices. (If you like, you can add slices of garlic to the dish, but the traditional recipe doesn’t include the garlic. Slice the garlic cloves with the mandoline just as you did the potatoes.) Blot the potatoes dry.

Put a cast iron skillet on the stove and turn it to medium. Add clarified butter and begin placing the potato slices in concentric, overlapping circles to fill the bottom of the skillet. Add salt and pepper to taste, then drizzle more clarified butter over the potatoes. Add a second layer of potatoes (adding the garlic slices evenly spaced across the top of the layer, if you chose to add garlic), salt, pepper, and clarified butter. Continue adding layers like this until the skillet is full – potatoes, garlic, salt, pepper, clarified butter. This will eventually form a dome. Occasionally shake the skillet to prevent the potatoes from sticking to it.

Butter the bottom of a pan and use it to press down firmly on the potatoes. Cover with foil, then cover the foil with a lid. Bake for 20 minutes.

Remove the skillet from the oven, remove the lid and the foil, and press down firmly on the potatoes again with the pan. Return the skillet to the oven, uncovered, and bake for 20-25 minutes, or until the sides are dark brown when lifted away from the skillet.

Remove the skillet from the oven and press down firmly on the potatoes with the pan, then use the pan to hold the potatoes in place while you drain any excess butter off the dish. Use a thin offset spatula to carefully run around the sides and bottom of the skillet to release anything that’s stuck on, then turn out onto a serving dish. Slice into wedges and serve. The end result will be crisp on the outside with a mashed potato-like interior.

I haven’t actually tried this recipe, but it sound absolutely fantastic. We’re short the cast iron skillet, the mandoline, and the thin offset spatula, but as soon as we can pick these items up – and can figure out where we’ll store them in our tiny kitchen – I want to try this dish.

There are secrets to this dish to make it turn out perfect, and the webpage goes into detail about those. There’s even a video that shows you the process, and that video is magic.

Most cooking videos available on the internet tend to rush you through the whole process of cooking, using time-lapse photography to compress the whole thing down to an easily digested TL;DR-like nugget of a minute or so. The video for Pommes Anna is somewhat longer, but the process is unhurried, and the shots are shown in real time. Doing this shows the complexity of preparing the dish and also gives the video a respectful feeling to it – you can tell that preparing this dish is a labor of love, not a quick meal on the go. It’s amazing to watch and the finished dish has a lovely presentation. The video is as much a work of art as the dish itself.

I don’t know why I’ve been obsessing over this recipe today. It’s done nothing but make me hungry for something I can’t eat for some time. But it’s gotten me looking forward to the day that we have everything we need to make it.


Back on Track, and Off to the Moon


So yesterday was a bit of an anomaly. I was persistently angry with myself, mostly because I was angry, so it was a never-ending cycle. Today I woke up with the same feeling but was much better at dealing with it, and the feeling of being angry with myself passed very quickly. In fact, the weird dreams that I was having stuck around longer than the feeling of being angry. Other than that little morning blip, today’s been great.

Today I’ve been experimenting with a new-to-me game on Steam called Moonbase Alpha. (The game came out in 2010.) It’s the year 2025 and NASA has returned to the moon to establish a base on the south pole. It’s going well and expansions to the base are planned. However, as you’re off doing something on the lunar surface, a meteorite strikes somewhere close to the base, damaging key components of the life support system, and it’s up to you and your team to fix it.

Anywhere from one to six people can play the game, in either Competitive Mode or Freeplay Mode. Competitive Mode sets a timer for you to have to complete all tasks necessary to make life support operational again or you fail the mission, whereas Freeplay eliminates the timer for you to more leisurely carry out your objectives. Several tools are used in the process of fixing the life support system, and you can only carry one at a time, dropping one on the lunar surface in favor of another. In addition, the robots that you need to carry out certain tasks are limited by their battery life, so you’ll need to work quickly to resolve the situations that they’re necessary for. There are three maps, one for one to two players, one for three to four, and one for five to six. Each progressively larger map has more objectives to achieve, and part of the challenge (especially in Competitive Mode) is to most efficiently split objectives between team members and work quickly. Most repair objectives offer a minigame where you have to solder circuits together (essentially you’re tracing lines within borders without leaving the border, all while trying to beat a timer) to shave time off your repair cycle. Some items only need light repair, some could require heavy repair or may be outright destroyed, in which case you need to find a replacement part (oftentimes replacing the part if it is heavily damaged will save time too). Once the system is completely repaired, it will take some time for the living quarters to replenish with oxygen, and once the meter’s at 100%, the game is over and your time at completion is recorded.

If you are playing by yourself, I strongly, highly recommend that you play in Freeplay Mode, especially your first time through. Granted, I didn’t know what I was doing, and I was playing it by ear a lot, but it took me just shy of an hour to completely repair the system and replenish the living quarters with oxygen. Competitive Mode gives you 25 minutes, and I don’t see even the most efficient execution of the game, complete with winning every minigame, cutting that much time off your mission. Competitive Mode also allows you to upload your scores to the leaderboard on Steam, so if that’s not that big of a deal for you, Freeplay is where you want to go.

Gameplay is very well-designed to be accurate to lunar conditions, and while the repairs are simplified to clicking your mouse and playing the minigames while the timer counts down, it still gives an adequate feel of complexity. NASA’s logo appears liberally throughout the game, and it’s intimated that the agency was involved in its development.

While I’ve only played this in solo mode, it’s my understanding that chat between teammates is converted from text to speech, and many reviewers of the game have commented on how much fun it was to play with this aspect of the game.

The game is free-to-play and only takes us just over a gigabyte of space on your hard drive. The graphics are pretty good for 2010, and the game can be played in either fullscreen or windowed modes.

I had fun with it, and maybe you will too. My only concern is that as a primarily solo player, there’s only the one scenario to play, and once you’ve got that down to a science, the challenge of the game is pretty much gone. I plan on playing it multiple times to see how much I can reduce my time, but I’ll be playing in Freeplay Mode to avoid the very constrictive 25 minute timer in Competitive Mode. If it seems that I can get my time close to that point in Freeplay Mode, then I might switch to see if I can do it in Competitive, but that’s not going to be happening any time soon. I also want to try multiplayer to see how that adds a new facet to play.

Anyway, that’s your unsolicited game review for the day. Back to the usual stuff in tomorrow’s post, most likely.