Saturday night was a sit-down episode of Richard's Pulp! game. The first half was great. Dr. Armitage (me) joined forces with the Rocketeer, Elliot Ness, Flash Gordon and Gene Autry to rescue President Roosevelt and Dr. Einstein from the clutches of the Nazis, who were taking them to Easter Island aboard a tremendous flying fortress, inhabited by both Nazis and rotten fifth columnist Klansmen and a few Nazi superhero types.
Probably the best part was when I was pretending to be injured, being carried by Elliot Ness (dressed in a Nazi uniform). We encounter some Nazis who start asking Ness what's going on. He doesn't know any German, so I'm trying to whisper things to him, and he's repeating them badly, like in some horrible game of Telephone. It was hilarious. The second half had its moments, but I think we were all tired by that point. We managed to terminate a fair number of Famous Monsters of Filmland, but the Invisible Man continues to elude us.
Sunday was frisbee. The first ultimate game in ages. I don't ache as badly today as I often do after the first game back, which is a good sign. Nevertheless, it was clear that most of us were off our best form. It was a tough, hard-fought game. After a long struggle, we were tied at 9-9 and went into sudden death. Sadly, our opponents were victorious, but my team certainly gave them a run for their money.