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Reflections of the Wedgerats - The Cover Story
October 2013
Sat, Apr. 24th, 2004 03:39 am
Reflections of the Wedgerats

So tonight was likely my last Wedge Gaming for a while. I'm not sure if I'll make next week's. I walked out of the Wedge, but found I wanted to walk for a bit, so I took a swing around the block on foot. It gave me time to think of the relationships I've made in the last few months. How long I've known some of them, peripherally, but never really gotten to know since.

Nyren, ever the careful rogue. Not once have I known you to fit any mold that might be imposed upon you, and I think you prefer to be that way. The more I've learned about you, the more I've respected you. We've shared some interesting experiences, but in all, you've shown nothing but the utmost concern for the needs of others over yourself. May you evermore retain that quality.

Eager Mike, the diplomatic president of the SFS. I've never doubted your ability to handle any situation by talking it out. Your talent for seeing both sides of every issue is a gift of immeasurable value; cultivate it, and you will become a leader of unparalleled ability.

XIV, the bearer of the pastel lightsabre. You always seemed the most cheerful of the crowd, and moreover, consistently so. Remember that no matter what happens, life carries on, and there is always reason to be happy. Though it sounds trite, it all truly is small stuff, and only the Apocalypse is the end of the of the world. Until then, be happy, and share that happiness with those around you.

Jeremiah, the armchair tactician. Often my equal in terms of tactical analysis, and often far better, I will not soon forget you. Talking with you provided me unending hours of joy to be able to have a serious conversation about the strengths and weaknesses of 80 foot walking tanks. Remember that the art of war is the art of life, and that metaphor will give you the strength to overcome any obstacle you face.

Randall, the wild-eyed gamer. You always took the games we played more seriously than the rest of us, using them to reflect yourself in the mirror they provided. So much of your inner thoughts shine through, you truly understand that it isn't only a game. Work hard, play hard, and you will excel in both.

Pat and Ego, the duo. I have a hard time thinking of you separately, so I feel compelled to bring you together. Like any good pairing, the set of you have the energy and endurance to bring your desires to fruition, and already possess the real world knowledge so many of your colleagues lack. More so than anyone else here, I'm confidence both of you are going to make it just fine, no matter what happens.

Micah, the silent, standing one. I believe there was far more behind your smile than any of us ever suspected, but who am I to know? Every time I've had a chance to speak with you, you've had something interesting or informative to say, and no matter what happens, you seem at ease. By simply being present, you make a situation more relaxed and pleasant, and that is indeed an awesome gift.

Ethan, the Other C Guy. You reflect so much of what I think, of the parts of me I like to obscure, but always default to. You understand why unreadable code is a beautiful thing, and aren't afraid to argue it. You can take the wrath of people becoming vindictive without responding in kind, and that quality will serve you better than all the technical knowledge you could ever hope to acquire.

Kathy, the wearer of the Creative Ponytail. Your dedication to your cause is truly inspiring. You almost radiate a field of complicity that compels people to agree with what you say. You alone on this list possess an ability I succumb to, yet cannot describe. Perhaps someday I will learn how you do it.

Craig, the Gamemaster. So set in what you believe, so unafraid to say exactly what you think. You are perhaps the most interesting character on this list. Talking with you has not only taught me about mechanics, systems, and other quantifiables, but also about the intangible element of gaming that transforms it from the purely tactical wargames and puzzles of order NP, to the telling of a story interactively. You taught me the line that I sought for the last few years doesn't exist, and that perhaps my entire view on gaming was to be questioned. For that, I can never repay you.

Rory, the admiral. You alone truly understood the big guns mentality. Having another naval history (and military history) buff around was perhaps my biggest single cause of lost sleep over the last few months. I suspect I will remember you long after many other people here. Your impact has been enough that the other day I actually thought to myself, "Gee, Josh looks a lot like Rory."

Brian, the Javan Mac User. Perhaps my strongest connection was with you. Philosophically and emotionally, we are close enough to make each other almost redundant. You were always the first person I thought of when I needed backup for any reason. In many social circumstances, I would trust your judgment over my own. Never lose that selflessness, and you will one day find what you seek.

Finally, Kate. No simple phrase can summarize you. For so long we've bounced off each other's peripheral social circles. I look back now and realize it was opportunities wasted, and that makes me sad. So much we have in common, and so much we have in opposition. There is no wisdom I can offer here that I have not already told you. Remember that no matter where you are, no matter what has happened, no matter when it is, you can call upon me, and I'll be there.

The past six months have been the happiest period of my life in a long, long time. I suspect that is largely due to the people I've shared it with. Remember that the people who are with you now will be your contacts for the rest of your lives, and remember that there is no slight so great that it is worth losing any of them. Remember you're all Wedgerats, and although it makes you no better than anybody else, it means you have a natural bond stronger than any imposed by clubs, fraternities, departments, or even schools. Remain cohesive, forgive, forget, and you'll never have a better group of colleagues.

Current Mood: mellow mellow
Current Music: Eagle Eye Cherry - Save Tonight


Peter Cooper Jr.
Sat, Apr. 24th, 2004 11:30 am (UTC)

Well, I almost feel left out :) as I've known you for much more than 6 months. We're gonna miss you a lot... Please stop by every once in a while.

Sat, Apr. 24th, 2004 12:36 pm (UTC)

I was just about to say the exact same thing...

Good luck though.

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Robert Bronzite
Sat, Apr. 24th, 2004 03:13 pm (UTC)

I left you out because I don't worry about loosing contact with you guys. Don't worry about it. 395 is not too long a drive.

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Sat, Apr. 24th, 2004 02:06 pm (UTC)

just wow.
That was a beautiful post of reflections about all of us (though I don't think complicity is the word you mean in the section about me - that word means being an accomplice to a crime, essentially); you will truly be missed.

Kate Nineteen
Sat, Apr. 24th, 2004 09:28 pm (UTC)

Thanks you.
You've just put forth beautiful words for so much of what I too have been feeling lately.

Sun, Apr. 25th, 2004 08:09 pm (UTC)

Well. Congratulations, you made me tear up in the middle of the Octowedge. I hope you're happy. ;)

A few hours after I read this post, as Craig, Jeremiah, Rory, Mike, Pat, Ego, Kate, and about four others of us were walking in step across the Quad to the sound of O Fortuna playing out the big speakers at 120 dB, what you said came back to my mind, and I felt a sense of place I have rarely ever before encountered... the only thing wrong was that you weren't there. You will definitely be missed, and I hope you manage to make it back here at some point... regardless, I will keep in touch, and if you ever do need backup, I hope you will continue to think of me.

Be well, my friend.