Friday: Woke at 9 AM, giving me a grand total of 3 hours sleep. Up, cats, shower, very brief sitting in the basement, then off with MB to Porter Square by 10 AM. MB commented on the gray day. Our tax preparer was a spunky Asian woman, who ripped right through our deductions, expenses, incomes and annuities. MB got us some coffees and muffins (that were suspiciously donut-like.) A funny moment of office politics, when the woman from the neighboring cube came over while our woman was busy, and said "You don't have to come back to her next year. She's been saying that to everyone."
We stopped for breakfast at Kelly's Diner on the way home. Their omelettes are too big. Back home, some tidying, putting away papers. Then M showed up for house-cleaning. She told us about her loss at a televised popularity contest sort of thing. MB headed out. Down basement for practices. Said goodbye to M, and headed to work.
Hit some traffic on the way in. Finally saw what the slow-down was about: a large rental truck had found its way onto Storrow, and apparantly driven full speed under a low bridge. The top was peeled back like a sardine can. It didn't look like anyone had been hurt. At work, found a bug in Dv's code, that he thought was a dead-lock. Actually, it was just a code-path that had never been tested. It contained the line:
a - b - c;
This line does nothing. I'm surprised the compiler didn't warn us about it.
Looked into a bug report that the compensation code was not functioning, but actually it looked like the smoothing code had a bug. Other consultation with Alx. Worked until about 6:30, then dressed into yoga clothes and headed out.
Walked around and found "4 Brattle Street"... In this case, "4" is on the odd side of the street. How odd. Attended a yoga workshop. MB showed up after about the first hour. Was going to go out to dinner with my friend Jn and his partner, but he got caught up talking. MB and I left and had a tasty, if someone hasty dinner at the Bombay Club.
I walked her back to her car, and she gave me a ride back to the office. She hit her "tiredness wall" somewhere in there. Not surprising, given she'd also had a (routine) medical exam, and had her hair done. When I got back home she was in the shower. Gus had made a tremendous stink so I cleaned out the cat box. MB cleaned it out again. She's gone to bed. Me soon too.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
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