I went to a National Puzzler’s League minicon today, at Trazom’s beautiful flat (pun intended) in San Francisco. It was fun, although my rusty slow puzzling skills resulted in slowness and mistakes that could have been easily avoided. I’m afraid that I must have annoyed Rubrick with my ineptitude. I couldn’t stay very long, only enough time to play a few games and get a good running crack at Bartok’s megagame from the convention, which I had missed.

This is probably gibberish to most people who read this. The upshot: I went to a puzzle party this afternoon, and it was fun. I met some interesting people, but I am a slow solver.