Another weekend, another evening hanging with the Nerd Brigade.
The requisite pile o' shoes beside our front door.
Today's contingent of the Nerd Brigade. Note that CM is not in the Seat of Power today. Yes, they have a Guest DM holding the reins. Today they are going through a tesseract dungeon, courtesy of our Guest DM's fertile brain.
As I've pointed out elsewhere, being a dungeon master is a lot like the way the ancient Greeks thought of their gods: all the power of a deity, with little or no concern for or sense of responsibility over lesser beings.
Earlier, for reasons I didn't quite catch, they were having a vociferous argument in French about whether one of their members was, or was not, in fact, a croissant.
Hey, I don't explain 'em, I just report 'em.