This was supposed to be an article about my experience with G+ Hangouts gaming yesterday, but my wife went into labor instead. How inconsiderate.
I'm still processing the experience... probably will be for a lifetime. It was at the same time completely natural, totally obvious, and inconceivably surreal.
I'm trying to summon some snark for a snappy one liner, but it appears I'm fresh out. I have, however, already scetched out a poem to commemorate the occasion (because that's the sort of thing I do.)
I dont know how this relates to rpgs. Something about events happening on multiple levels of awareness and feeling two ways about the same thing maybe. I dunno; you figure it out. Looks like I'm gonna be busy.