It was 8:15 in the evening and steam floated up into the vent of my stove. As my glasses returned to normal from their overly fogged state the vegetable side came into view: onions, beats, and zucchini cooked with rosemary. I smiled, took an al dente bite of beet, and then looked back at Kakaru with a gleam of success in my eye. Somehow, between the conversations and laughter I'd managed to get something cooked, and not just cooked but delicious too. Now, on my own I can be a proficient cook, but when prattling on about what makes us as writer's -- or even just as humans -- crave improvement, or how Bionicle has influenced our lives for the past thirteen years, suddenly my dexterity score takes a -2 penalty.
Kakaru wasn't the only BZPower member to crowd around my little kitchen island and share the meal. Arpy made his lonesome journey southward to my little home with a bowl of his famous [We don't use that kind o' language 'round here, son. -Takuma Nuva] riding shotgun with a bag of corn chips. The meal was rounded out with some fabulous short ribs, broiled to perfection earlier and spiced with rosemary and other lovely garden herbs (I'm on a bit of a rosemary kick, maybe it's because there's a plant right around the corner I can snip sprigs off with scissors?), and some lovely bread I'd picked up in the afternoon from the store. The food was good, but of course as might be expected the conversation turned out to be far more the highlight of the evening.
Never mind our initial prattling on about life's hardships, or how things in the community have turned sour over the years or could have been done differently. Those we covered quickly and with a vengeance suitable to a crusade, but in a few moments (read: an hour) realized the futility of attempting to change the past (i.e. Greg's attempt at Lovecraftian Horror) and instead turned our eyes to the future: where is Lego in 2015, is Bionicle 2015 a thing (yes, Kakaru seemed adamant on it being a reboot), and what sort of socio-political/cultural topics effect the way in which Lego would proceed with the theme. One interesting thought to come out of those topics was the decreasing age at which internet technology is dispersed. Back when Bionicle started perhaps we (the twenty to thirty somethings of today), had more of a relational connection to the jungle paradise as those early characters did, but as we grew the next generation of fans had more of a basis in technology and so that was potentially reflected in the settings and amount of digitization of the story as a whole.
By the end of the night we were sipping tea, laughing at some vaguely disturbing artistic representations of Nocturn and Carapar, and discussing faith and religion. You know, the big questions most people seem to want to talk about but don't for fear of offending a friend: equality, government, pro life/choice, whether to use rahkshi heads as breasts, etc... I could keep going on and on about the evening, but I'll leave that for a later addition. Now it's time for me to crash, seek the respite of a feathery pillow, and let the chilies and potatoes of Arpy's fantastic dish rip through my gut like Kopaka through Tahu's fire cage.
And in the spirit of tradition...
Pipes. Large, hard, galvanized pipes you find in the plumbing aisle of your local hardware store.
PS: Sorry GSR for yelling at you through Kakaru's phone. I was asking you to say hi to Demi and all those artistic peeps.