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Tuesday: My flight landed last night around 10:40. As I was walking towards the taxi stand, a man approached me and solicited me to get a ride with him. He was not parked at the stand, and said he was not a taxi, but was cheaper than a taxi. The whole thing felt wrong to me, so I declined. In the taxi I asked if there was any legitimate business that fit this description. The cabbie told me "no," and in fact the week before some college students had been raped after being picked up in a similar scam. So, perhaps I dodged a bullet.

This morning, slept until 10. Up, cats, unpacking, shower, etc. Brief morning practice in the dance room. Carried empty suitcase down to basement. Harvested some mushrooms, dropping one of them. Cleaned up some writing on the "time line" poster.

Walked up and over the hill to Union Square, and Mike's garage. My car was not yet ready, which was a bit of a surprise. They got the wrong fuel pump, and had to reinstall it. They gave me a loaner car, and I drove in to work, up and along 93.

Catching up on email. A few bugs cropped up while I was gone. Began working on the worst of them. Spoke with B. Got my paycheck, walked out and deposited it. Picked up a burrito, then to the CVS to pick up a prescription. Back to the office and more code slogging. Headed home around 8:40.

At home, fed cats, email, practices. Heard MB come home, so wrapped up, and went to hang out with her a bit. She'd taken 495 to Franklin. Tucked her in, then down basement for more email, and practice.