Good Lord, it was just a bit over five months ago that I was at Cold Wars in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, drinking Corona to spite the gods, and watching sports leagues shutter faster than a town in tornado alley. The oncoming threats of the virus had already kept the older population of the wargaming community away, so it was a surreal experience, but even after the Governor's orders that Friday, day-trippers were still coming in Saturday morning.
One day that will happen again, but it's only been five months.
What should have amounted to fun birthday weekend at Mepacon full of Car Wars, Illuminati, and yes, My Little Pony RPG games instead turned into an all digital event. Heck, unless you shot yourself in the foot (I'm looking at you Origins), digital events replaced the face-to-face conventions. Not the same feel, by any stretch, but a welcome alternative to moping around at home.
And it's only been five months.
One day we will all be able to meet up again. Heck, it was part of the conversation at last week's online game that our one player, who recently built a new home, has a dining room set so obnoxiously big that four players plus a GM could sit and stay six foot apart.
One day my friends, one day.
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| Wars of Ozz at Cold Wars |
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| The Cold Wars Flea Market (aka Wally's Basement) |
And it's only been five months.
One day we will all be able to meet up again. Heck, it was part of the conversation at last week's online game that our one player, who recently built a new home, has a dining room set so obnoxiously big that four players plus a GM could sit and stay six foot apart.
One day my friends, one day.
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