Going Swimmingly

[palmerthing]

 *Palmer has found a lake today and is giving it an uncertain kind of look. Not only is such a large outdoor feature a bit unexpected when there appears to be nothing in particular dividing it from the couches and chairs in the main area of the nexus, not only would he probably start turning into something aquatic on automatic as soon as he tried swimming, but he's fairly sure that he saw Gollum from The Lord of the Rings swimming in there and that's just too much weirdness for him. Not that he has any room to talk, but he's not up for that meeting yet. So he sits on the beach and watches the waves. Hopefully there won't be any merfolk or cartoon fish, one fantasy character at a time is bad enough.*

Comments

[palmerthing]

It seems to be the definition of a surprising number of things.

[save_us_alice]

Hmmm. Probably because so much of life is really subjective? And it's hard to define these things because no two people think exactly the same way?

[palmerthing]

Somethin' like that, man. *He shrugs. Trying to figure this stuff out is fun, but also difficult.*

[save_us_alice]

[Alice shrugs back] Life is complicated and messy -- why shouldn't its definition be the same?

[palmerthing]

Good point, good point.

[save_us_alice]

[looking at Chester, still stained with ice cream] And trust me, life is never messier than when you're dealing with a small child.

[palmerthing]

So it seems. *He looks thoughtful for a moment.* Although in a way I'm younger than he is, so . . .

[save_us_alice]

True, though -- I imagine YOUR age is pretty hard to calculate.

[palmerthing]

Yeah, I'm somewhere between a few weeks now and several million. Or maybe 39.

[save_us_alice]

Heh -- well, it if makes you feel better, none of us are sure of our EXACT age anymore, after time spent across multiple worlds where it ran at different speeds. And I'm really not sure how it works here. . .

[palmerthing]

Hmm, good point. Nice to share something like that, makes me feel less weird.

[save_us_alice]

Glad to help, then, I suppose! If there's ever a place to come to feel less weird, it's the Nexus.

[palmerthing]

*Wryly.* So I'm told.

I think the baby might be needing a nap, by the way. *They've been talking for a while and babies need their sleep, after all.*

[save_us_alice]

[Alice looks at Chester, who does seem to be flagging] I think you're right. He's had quite the day out with Mummy, it must be said.

Watching a thing about Bedlam. There really were several directors named Monro, did you know that?

[palmerthing]

I guess I'll see you around then, yeah?

I did not! I got the "Monroe" name from the credits of the game

[save_us_alice]

[Alice scoops up her toddler] Almost certainly, barring major accident -- the Nexus is our main source of social interaction.

That's probably where they got it, then

[palmerthing]

Sounds good. *He smiles slightly and heads off.*

Sorry, I meant I got it from the last name of somebody who worked on the game

[save_us_alice]

Have a good one! [and off she heads back home]