I went cruising around Buffalo today, driving along old familiar streets, going past familiar houses, and relaxing for an hour or two at Delaware Park. Then I went to UB's North Campus. I wanted to see three of my favorite professors, as well as a school employee.

Well, the employee had quit, one professor was now emeritus and only comes in on Fridays, one professor was on paternity leave, and one professor was now teaching in Texas or California (her former coworkers couldn't remember which).

Having failed at the formal reason for my visit, I found the gaming club office, walked in, and sat down like I owned the place. Which I do. I was freaking Convention Director twice and President once, which may still make me the most senior elected SARPA official.

Naturally, the place was full of kids that had never heard of me. How fleeting is fame. They did invite me to play Lunch Money though, so I showed them how it's done. The cards were battered and old, undoubtedly the same deck we had played with back in my day. It was thicker now though, as some expansion decks had been added.

During the middle of the game, the Student Union fire alarm went off for no reason. Just like old times!

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