Inlay

Wednesday: Woke around 10, which seemed like the perfect time, given how late I got to bed, and what I needed to get done. A focused morning: the usual web (then MB came home), cats, shower, down basement (MB left), had some coffee and called a financial advisor. Seemed like a level headed guy. Headed off.

Arrived at the office a bit before the guys left for lunch. Spice. Friendly conversation about building studios. Rcd has some sheet rocking to do. A pretty productive day of bug thwacking. Fixed some warnings, but forgot that "UntestedCode" wasn't available from that module. In trying to test the untestable, I found that a fairly important aspect of the program was not working. B was having a bad day, trying to get a beta out, but the server wasn't cooperating. Had a very satisfying "drop the new dev kit in and it works" experience with our importing of a particular file format. Got some pizza. Headed out around 7:40.

Picked up Shawn, who was hanging with Tm outside the garage. A ride to Arlington, talking about recent developments. A good, if slightly short, rehearsal, running through all our material. We're in pretty good form. Lodestone was very perky tonight. Gave Shawn a ride home.

Back at the ranch, MB got in not long after me. She made some salad sans-lettuce which we ate with toast. A long conversation, a little bit like wrestling without touching. Emails. Now down basement.

Ugly Dogs

Wednesday: Woke as MB headed out, but forced myself to go back to sleep. Slept until 11 or so. Web, cats, shower, email. Answered questions about the Oud I'm selling. Down basement. Cleaned out the keyboard on the iMac. Headed off. Overcast, but not actually raining.

In H Sq, got a coffee and a muffin. One of the guys behind the counter had his arm all bandaged up. I asked if it was a bike accident, but no. He had just gotten new tattoos. Fixed an "order of static destruction" bug. Fixed a problem with the alternative speed modes. Triaged some another bug, with Mk's help, which wound up looking like a driver issue. A funny moment: He typed something in gdb, saying "this will probably crash." But it worked! Then, he resized the window, and we got a kernel panic. Quite a knee slapper. Oh! Ugly Dogs. Stayed late, adding some features to a debugging tool, and figuring out how to trick XCode to add a custom icon to a Unix exe file.

Back home around midnight. Hanging with MB. Took out garbage. Guitar. Email. Now down basement.

Unicorn books

Tuesday: Woke around 8:30, again not getting as much sleep as I would have hoped. Some web. Shower. Cats. Down basement. Did some envelope stuffing. Posted something for sale on ebay. Headed out. Stopped in Davis Square and picked up cat supplies. Then to the Unicorn Bookstore, where I had a long and productive conversation with Crln. Picked up some lunch for us at my old favorite "The Wok and Roll."

In to work. Short day. Fixed a bug B had introduced in his quest to reduce the warning count. Did some research into another bug. Headed home around 8:15.

The plant my mom had given us was pretty well toasted. A long call with my classmates, lasting until after 11. Upstairs and hanging with MB. Made a quick omelette. Emailing.

no point in checking if unsigned values are less than zero

Monday: Slept in a bit, but I still seem to not be able to get more than about 6 hours of sleep per night. Something needs to change slightly. Web. Cats. Shower. Some email. Down basement and morning practices. I do indeed have a bit of a head-cold.

Headed off to KKC. Overcast and warm out. Ngawang was lying on the couch reading a magazine. Filled water bowls, it going about as fast as it possibly could today. Off to work.

Checked in with Dnl about the 16 byte alignment stuff. Fixed some small bugs. Walked out while things were building and dropped off a CD player for repair. Picked up coffee. Lunch at my desk. Talked with B about what to do next. Decided to fix warnings for the rest of the day, which is what I did. Did a bit of work on the financial advisor search. Headed home around 9:30.

Back home, and dinner/snacks with MB, having the rest of the soup from last night, bread and cheese. We talked about the author of the trashy romance she just read, the "what is immutable about one's being" issue, and the financial advisor search. She began to make banana nut bread. Some guitar by the whine of the electric mixer. Soon down basement.

The dangers of breakfast

Sunday: Slightly fitful sleep until noon or so. Got up and email, before I realized that MB had fixed me breakfast, to be eaten in bed! (French toast with compote, soy sausage, coffee and juice!) I spilled a little bit of compote on the comforter. The dangers of breakfast in bed! After we ate, tended to Gus, cleaned up, shower. Down basement and "morning" practices. A rainy day.

Updated Kurukulla's website, one of the only things that I really managed to get done today. Hung out with MB and ate some leftover Chinese food for lunch. She read me bits of the trashy romance she picked up on the Cape. Back down basement for some more practices, emerging at 7:45, in time to head out to Guitar Circle.

We worked running through David's little mixer, into a pair of mouse amps. We ran through most of the repertoire that we'll be presenting at the July 7th gig. An interesting story from Victor about "the grass being greener," but I wasn't sure how it applied to the Circle. It turned out today was David's 40th birthday. Throat started feeling a bit sore during the meeting.

Back home, and some more leftover Chinese, and some soup, while MB ate toast.

To the Cape and back again

Saturday: Another late night. Slept until around 11, when MB got back from Tai Chi and dance practice. Morning things, and then, headed off to the Cape around 1 PM. Stopped for coffee and an egg sandwich at the donut shop. Rain. Traffic was bad on 93, so we took a detour that wound up routing us past the blockage. Arrived in Orleans a little after 3. The directions my mom had given me didn't work. We called her and she came and got us in the parking lot of a shop. She fed us a light lunch, and then we hung about. Not the best day to be on the Cape, but nice to see my mom. Took a walk with the dog (who didn't seem his usual perky self). Did some stretching, showing my mom some yoga postures. MB had found a trashy romance novel to burry her nose in. Headed off, and got some dinner at "the double dragon." [Once, years ago, I had gone to this place with my mom and two of her friends (one of whom has now passed on). We sat by a large picture window looking out at the bay. Seagulls made a sport of flying at great speed at the glass, and then swerving away at the last moment. I don't know if it was part of the game, or just a result of the sudden maneuvering, but they would often let loose a copious load of white seagull feculence, which splattered across the window in a most alarming and unappetizing way.] There were no seagull bombardiers to entertain us at our meal this time. Our next stop was an Inn run by the once-headmaster of my grade school (where my mom still teaches). We were entertained by him (piano) and his wife (vocals and guitar) for about an hour. They played a variety of popular songs from the American canon. A guest knocked over a glass of wine, and mopped it up with paper towels, whey they performed "Jeremiah was a Bullfrog." My favorite song of theirs was "The Rainbow Connection." You can't go too far wrong with Kermit. Then goodbyes. I told the once-headmaster that I was a little nervous in visiting him, since previously (28 years ago) I had only had chance to visit him when I was in TROUBLE. He said all was forgiven, and forgotten. Back to my mom's place. I wrote out some notes about the yoga postures. A quiet drive back to Somerville. Down basement, and a sleepy set of practices.

Connections

A standard morning of late. Called up Apple and got them to agree to send me a new power supply to replace the one that came with my new laptop. (It makes a unhappy electrical frying sound when it is having the charge both the battery and run the computer at the same time). Raining. I think I had a bowl of cereal, and played a little guitar.

In at work, researching a mysterious crash in some Apple code under Intel. Eventually tracked it down to being the combination of the way everything inherits operator new, and unenforced alignment requirements. Well, darn. Fixed a couple of other bugs. Lunch thanks to MB. Left around 7:30. Stopped for some pizza. Picked up some cheese and sparkling cider. Went to Innman Square (hard to find parking) and caught about 20 minutes of my friends Billy and Ruby aka the band Bird Mancini. They are darling people, and make very enjoyable music. Also there was my friend Tim Cassey, of Dr. X fame. Helped a little loading their van. Not a big turnout, and gear to haul. Been there. So good to see them though, and make good on the CD trade they proposed back in November.

Next, a short drive back to the office lot, then down the street to a small party with MB, Christine and Cathy, among others. MB left before too long. Enjoyable conversation, involving many things such as "If you're a man and you enjoy sucking cock, does that make you gay?" Christine showed us some photos of the fighting cows of Switzerland. Crln of Unicorn Books showed up, which was fortuitous, because I'd been wanting to connect with her. Gave Cathy and Christine rides. Christine played me a demo of a new song. In that moment, sitting in my car, listening through the white earbuds of the iPod, the material world seemed less real than the music. A kiss on the cheek. Goodbye dear old friend, and safe travels.

Stopped on the way home for a coffee and a jelly stick. Down basement for practices.

floater

Thursday: Woke late, and had a very intentional morning getting off to work. Shower, cats, sitting in the dance room, laundry, down basement, loaded the car and off to work. Called ahead on the cell to find out where the guys were going for lunch: Spice (Thai).

Enjoyable lunch with the staff, talking about housing. Did some more research on the obfuscation issue, but eventually gave up, and turned back to good-old bug fixing. This proved a little difficult because there are one or two huge stinking bugs, that others are already working on, in the ship build, that are making it difficult to get much work done in the program. Did fix a couple little things. Coffee and coffee. At the lunch MB packed for me as an early dinner. Headed out at 7:30, picking up Shawn from outside the parking lot, and riding to Arlington.

Sat outside the space for awhile. David showed up. We waited for Victor, talking mostly about prog-rock, and related. Then rehearsal. Poly-rhythm jam. Bicycling. IBE. Calliope. Moving Force. Chrysanthemum. Hope. Ended around 10:15. Interesting trying to help communication between Victor and Shawn. Things were jelling a bit better tonight than last time.

Gave Shawn a ride. Took the long way heading back home, which turned into an "even longer way" due to a detour. At the ranch, hung with MB in the kitchen a bit as she made lunches and I ate a pre-fab burrito. She's still sick. Put her to bed. Some tea and ice-cream. Soon down basement.

Level T in Singapore

Tritare

Wednesday: Woke around 9, despite a late night. Web. Cats. Shower. Downstairs, and decided not to have any breakfast. Down basement. Sleepy. Took some time cleaning my old PowerBook, vacuuming the keyboard, and wiping off the screen and exterior. Guitar. Headed out.

Stopped for a fast food veggie burger for breakfast/lunch. The folks at the establishment were uncommonly friendly. Stopped at the FedEx office, and sent the PCM 91 off to the new owners in Germany.

In at the office, didn't accomplish a blessed thing today. All research on the obfuscation project, but no forward motion. My mom called and we spoke briefly. I said we might not be out over the weekend, due to MB's state of non-health, and she sounded a bit disappointed. B was painstakingly stepping through assembler looking for clues. I remarked this sort of endeavor was like eating oatmeal all day long. Coffee. He gave up around 8. Spent some time cleaning a keyboard that had become encrusted with several years of detritus. I gave up around 9.

Back home, and hanging out with the MB. Took out recycling. A bit of guitar. She showed me a DVD produced by her company staring her demonstrating a stream table... which looked suspiciously like a cat box to me. The power supply for my new laptop is making an electrical frying sound.

Speaking of sounds, this is sort of interesting.

solution

Tuesday: Woke as MB got up, around 8:30. She was getting ready to go to the doctors... still sick. Fed the cats. Shower. Breakfast, down basement. Reorganized some books. A little guitar and headed out. A lovely hot summer day.

At the office, (pizza) more investigation into the dynamic_cast bug. Eln actually came up with the solution, after some major heroic sleuthing by B. I continued working on the obfuscation script. Got the script working, but then, it was breaking the exe. So, research... Coffee. Realized no yoga tonight, so kept working. Headed home around 8:30.

MB was out back, and had been busy all day long instead of resting... but the good news is, she's basically fine. Down basement and a call with one friend (a couple people couldn't make it). Packed up my PCM 91 to send to Germany. Some guitar, and email, and whatnot.

Ghana Post Office

Monday: MB gave me a nudge as she was heading out around 9. Slept more. Yes, another late night. When I got up, web, cats, shower, then down basement. Practiced guitar, and headed out. A quite warm day, with some clouds and haze.

Over to KKC. The garbage had not been taken yet, so I couldn't return the bins to around back as I usually do. Emptied and filled water bowls. There was broken glass on the floor of the kitchen which I swept up. Talked to Jf about laptops. Off to work.

Spent most of the day working on the nasty dynamic_cast problem in Apple's C++ runtime. Took a walk out to buy some supplements, but the small natural foods store I was heading to had ceased operations. Went to a chain instead. Wandered into a soap shop next door. Went to get some pizza, but again the person that would hand my my slices was elbow deep in raw meat. I took my business elsewhere, getting a tofu wrap down the street. The rest of the afternoon was spent learning about Python and the Universal Binary format. MB is still sick, and canceled her BD class. Headed home around 8.

Stopped at the Market Basket in Somerville and picked up a few essentials. A lovely older woman of African descent hummed to herself as she walked down the isle. I found the tune quite delightful. Speaking of which, listen to this 1975 recording of postal workers in Ghana canceling stamps. Back home, and tending to my sick wife. We ate a potato together, and she read me a story about a guy getting stuck on a cliff by a beach. Some more guitar. Soon down basement, and with luck an early night.

putting up flyers

Sunday: Slept in, after an even later than usual night. Cats. Up and breakfast with MB (granola and yogurt). Shower. More work on flyers. Down basement. Hot out. On the way down I saw MB talking to neighbor B holding a dish towel on her head to protect herself from the sun.

I came up just as MB was heading out to practice with Bn. Astonishingly, it was 5 PM. Ate some lasagna, listening to the birthday disc, which is actually quite fun. Headed out as MB was coming in. Duplicated flyers, and hung some in Davis and Porter. Stopped and got an energy drink on the way home.

Before long, MB and I headed off, driving in separate cars, to guitar circle meeting. Arriving at the dojo, the door was not open yet, so I walked across the street and bought some cokes and peppermint patties.

David arrived just as we were getting settled. Some work on the 16 bar exercise, then Third Relation. Then Askesis. Victor addressed some "hand issues." We talked about near term goals: Rehearsing for our gigs in July, some communication he has had with RF lately, possible performance venues (an art gallery in JP has offered us their space for ongoing use), and what to do with the Roundhouse in November. Victor said that he's at a point where he really needs to work on technical mastery. He also had some comments on the sort of "modeling" that can take place when one spends time with someone who has achieved that level. Eye of the Needle. With my new place in the circle, I find that I must pull my volume way back, because Victor and MB need to work out timing. Thrak, which was pretty good. MB had to leave early for a BD gig. David Victor and I worked on Intergalactic Boogie and Bicycling.

Stopped for a late night fast food veggie burger on my way home. Email. Soon down basement.

Perfect view of the industrial park

Saturday: Slept in some. When I got up MB had headed off to do Tai Chi and then go to RI to tend to her BD accessory trade. Did some of my morning practice in the dance room. Decided to go down basement before eating anything. When I emerged later on, scrambled some eggs, which I ate on the back patio. MB had left a message while I was in the basement saying traffic was bad on 95 North, but she arrived back before too much time had passed. She told me how she had tried to be clever, seeking an alternate route, but wound up going in a big circle. She had some lunch and I practiced guitar.

We went for a long bike ride around Somerville, exploring the edge of the Mystic River as it heads towards the harbor. Some of the things we saw: An inflatable "jumping" castle at the grocery store. Birds nesting in the grass. People fishing and playing soccer. A memorial to a Vietnam vet and avid fisherman. An old boat in an auto junkyard. Where bus "waiting booths" go to die. A round brick building. A tannery. A lovely, broad, almost unused boardwalk, constructed with a perfect view of the Everett power-plant. A fully festooned house... and so on. It was threatening rain, so we headed home. We stopped on the way and got ice-cream (I'd forgotten MB doesn't like the taste of the wood in ice-cream on a stick) and sodas.

I spent most of the rest of the day working on making a quick mix of the material recorded at my 40th birthday in November. We decided not to go see a movie. I did some work on a flyer... Is it just me, or is the Mac software "Pages" pretty brain damaged? Also the name "Pages" makes googling on it rather unfruitful. They ought to keep AppleWorks going. I sent out a funny email about that today. A very late night for Glenny.

walkie-talkie

Friday: MB asked me how I was feeling first thing in the morning, but I was so sleepy, I didn't know how I was feeling. Got up around 9. M showed up to clean the house. Shower. Cats. Had a long talk with her about computers. She needs to upgrade but doesn't know what to get. Down basement for a bit. Did a little straightening around the house, packed some lasagna for lunch, and headed out. Stopped at the donut shop for an egg sandwich and coffee. Lovely weather out. A man who talks to himself incessantly chatted into a, presumably non-functioning, walkie-talkie.

In at the office, investigating the mysterious dynamic_cast problem. Got an energy drink and ate my lunch. Fixed some bugs. One was kind of interesting, where a routine that needed to run when data wasn't needed, was not incrementing a count so that the data wasn't being pulled, so it wasn't ready when the flow resumed. Headed home a bit after 8.

Back at the ranch, MB was still feeling pretty sick (sore throat). And she twisted her ankle. I practiced guitar, and read a little. Gave her a head massage and put her to bed. Some email and such. Computer fussing. Now maybe a walk, then down basement.

-Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better. Laurie Anderson-

exposed

Thursday: Woke to the alarm at 9:30, having gone to bed after 5 AM. Definitely odd dreams, but not remembered. MB was working at home today, and not feeling well. Cats, shower. MB had bought some OJ and a scone for me, but I just headed down basement. Took some letters to the mail box. Morning stuff. My friend Rch called and we had a fun Q&A conversation for about an hour. Some more stuff. Loaded the car with the guitar. Made a phone call to find how many mantras in a roll of microfilm. Off to work. Nice out, though rain possible.

Arrived just in time to go to lunch with the gang. Main topic of conversation: movies, especially "famous scenes in diners." In the office today, rolling back, as I had suggested, some PPC code to the original assembler seems to have fixed a strange crash bug. Some code I had put in to try and catch bugs in add-ons was now crashing in add-ons that were broken in a new and spectacular way. Spent time weeding through my bug-list. Booked a flight for my video project in August. Talked with B about simplifying the project structure. More time settling into the new machine. Its quite amazing how easy it is to switch to the new Intel based Macs. Worked until about 7:40 and headed for Arlington.

Rehearsal with Shawn, me on acoustic this time. Even more exposed than usual. Worked through most of the stuff we play. Somewhere along in there I started to feel a bit ill... Probably coming down with the same thing MB has. We ended a little early. Headed back home.

MB was not home yet when I arrived. Fed the cats. Ate some soup and bread. Made a cup of tea, then headed down basement. Home to get practices done earlier tonight.

Stamps

Wednesday: Usual morning things. The UPS man dropped off a couple of trellises that MB had ordered. Leftover coffee and a quick bowl of cereal. Washed yoga mat. Headed out, stopped to pick up stamps. Overcast.

At work, made the decision to actually "move into" the new Intel iMac. So, spent the rest of the day copying files and rebuilding things, and reading a book on network programming. Consulted with B and Dnl about a nasty bug we having involving a flaw in Apple's implementation of dynamic_cast. Worked until around 9 PM.

Back home, and, MB was teaching a class in the dining room. Practice in the basement. Said hello. She's not feeling well. A quick bit of lasagna. Tried to buy tickets for a trip MB and I will be taking, but the prices were jumping around too much. Took out the garbage and recycling. Back down basement for a phone call to my friend Nc, practice, and some research involving local yoga studios. Sometimes you think you're doing one thing, but you're really doing another.

MacBook arrives

Tuesday: Woke around 9, but thought better of it, and back to bed. The 4 to 10:30 routine turned into a 5 to 11 one this time around. Another nice day out, and feeling in quite a good mood. Down basement and morning things. Screwed the dishwasher back in under the counter.

Headed in to work, driving across town. Avoided getting stuck behind a garbage truck. Got some pizza and energy drink for breakfast. Another not so productive day, looking into PPC weirdness. Completing the removal of a libraries copies of the new and delete operators proved slightly more involved than I had thought it would be. My new laptop had been delivered. I knocked a halogen lamp off my desk while unpacking it. Didn't really do much with it, since I was going to give a brain transplant in the evening anyway. Checked in, and then headed off at 7 PM.

Arrived a bit late for yoga. A strenuous class tonight, doing 4 sun salutations, with some unusual variations thrown in. One posture I didn't even want to try, as it felt like it would put too much strain on my knee. Met the monk from Mexico that is staying at the center. Headed off a bit before 9 PM.

Back home started the internal drive of the new laptop duplicating off onto an external hard drive. Had a good call with my workshop mates. One fellow is getting ready for a tour of Europe, with some good advice for me as well. At 10:20, came up and ate lasagna, salad and bread with MB. After dinner, I started my brain transplant on the MacBook: Pulled out the pre-installed RAM and disk, and upgraded to 2 and 120 gigs, respectively. This process was really quite simple. Put the MacBook in target disk mode, and copied back all of the pre-installed data. It booted without a hitch. Then put my old laptop in target disk mode, and copied over all my old data. This was what was going on as I began the diary entry. In the meantime, MB and I looked into some travel options. I played some guitar and she showed me a choreography she'd come up with to Chrysanthemum. Checked on the progress of my new guitar: the neck is on. Time for frets and finish. Soon down basement.

no anesthetic

Monday: Another 4-10:30 sorta night. Strange dream about revealing
inner truths by illustrating overlays on projected images of cookies.
Got up and efficiently carried out my morning things. MB was working
at home today. Then, mowed the grass in the backyard. Had some coffee
and a bowl of cereal. Some guitar. Talked to MB's grandfather for a
while. He's 96, and annoyed that he hasn't bounced back more quickly
after a gall-bladder operation. Headed out. A latch on my car that I
had stuffed with a paper napkin had to be unstuffed. Quite a lovely
day out today.

Stopped at KKC and filled water bowls. Ngawang was asleep on the
couch when I arrived. Things that seemed like they were going to go
quickly took a long time. As I was leaving, saw Wendy and someone I
had not met before named Bt arriving having just done a set of three
nyung-nes at Milarepa center. Somehow the talk turned toward being
operated on without proper anesthetic. And then I left.

In at work, fixed a couple of little things, but the most pressing
bug required that I venture back into PPC land. And this involved
updating my OS install, and lots of other installing and rebuilding.
Took a walk out to the print shop, and then stopped at the stationary
store. A nice lunch at my desk thanks to MB. Still some strange stuff
going on with the new and delete operators. Headed home around 10:30.

Said hello to MB. She had gone shopping, and had asked me to make a
lasagna, so I did, using up some mushrooms, "soy ground beef" and
crushed tomatoes. Some guitar. A long wait for my laptop to reboot
after software update did its thing. I've just upgraded it to 10.4.6,
in preparation for its sale.

Sunday in some parks

Sunday: Woke at 8:45. Thought briefly about getting up and going to Kurukulla, but sleep won out. Woke again at 11. Very good. Last night was another 4 AM +. Oy. Up, cats, shower. MB was hanging around. Down basement around 11:30. MB was going to be gone by the time I came back up. Quite a lovely day out today!

More work on a website. MB returned. She made us some salad, which we ate.
Drove around to H Sq. Went to the pharmacy, then walked to the print shop (which was closed). Down to the Charles, where Memorial Drive was blocked off. Some sort of festival was wrapping up. In to work for about an hour. Looked at a few bugs, but nothing much to sink my teeth into. Drove back home, across town.

Took a bike ride. Decided to go exploring. Up and over a pedestrian walk across McGrath, through the new supermarket parking lot, under 93 to Assembly Square. Found a path along the Mystic River I'd never known was there. The path ultimately led to "The Winter Hill Yacht Club"... and then to a park. People fishing in the river. Saw some kids catch a fish... All under the watchful eye of the Everett power station smoke stacks. Made my way back home, up over Ten Hills (which is a funny name, because there is a hill, but just one of them).

Back home. I think maybe a skunk has died under our shed. More typing and whatnot. In the evening, changed strings on my guitar while listening to "Duty Now for the Future." MB changed her strings. Her high G broke and we didn't want to break a new pack to get a spare. I hadn't cut the old one of mine, so I strung it back on her guitar. She headed out.

Down basement for the rest of the days work. MB returned while I was still down. Emergence, then some guitar, and noodle soup. Crackers whose package proclaims they are free of cholesterol and saturated fat, led to fun:
Now completely free of Strontium 90, asbestos and cyanide!
Now with less rat turds!
And in honor of Alex Kelly:
Now virtually free of pecker shmeg.

More email stuff, and the day is done.

a lovely nap

Saturday: Woke around 10, continuing the prevailing sleeping pattern.
MB was off doing stuff. The cats got in a big fight, and got me out
of bed in a start. Wote a to-do list for the weekend in bed. Tried to
get back to sleep, as I was feeling a bit off, but no. Gave Gus his
ministrations. Shower. A bowl of cereal and some coffee. Guitar. Down
basement, and practices. Email and such.

I was just starting to make a flyer for the July 7th gig, when MB
returned home. We spent a pleasant afternoon together. After a bit we
went out to have some Mexican food at Rudy's. Rain. Stopped at the
video store on the way home and picked something out.

Back home, I took a long, very lovely nap. The cats kept me company,
and I slept soundly for two hours. When I woke, I worked on a
website. Played a bit more guitar. Coffee. MB and I watched our DVD:
The Brother's Grimm. So-so, but I watch anything by Gilliam, so it
had to be done. Not a terrible diversion for the evening. More
website work. MB headed to bed. A snack, then down basement for the
completion of the day.

signature required

Friday: Back to the 4 AM to 10:30 AM sleeping schedule. Last night
before heading to the basement, I took a walk up the Broadway hill,
and found the only shop open was a donut shop. Somerville is a city
with an early bed-time. I guess I could also have had a beer, if I
drank. Had a coffee and a terrible donut, and bought some coffee for
the morning. Then down basement for practices. A bit of guitar.

Woke around 10:30. I guess I already said that. Shower cats and so
on. Left a note, anticipating the UPS man. Down basement.

Still rainy today. In to work across town, stopping to buy gas. $48.
Continued bug whacking today. Got a haircut (trim really) a coffee
and a scone. Things are looking pretty good, and I suggested that
we're close to releasing a beta. We got together and bounced this
idea around and there seemed to be consensus. Al made a comment about
some MetroWerks stuff I'd removed and I said "I don't care" A little
later in the meeting I apologized for this, and asked him to limp
along as best he can. Lunch at my desk thanks to MB. Received
confirmation about a teaching opportunity. In the evening walked out
with B and had some food a the burrito place in The Garage, talking
about bugs, and the shifting landscape of restaurants in Harvard
Square, which we have both now watched and experienced for some 13
years. Headed home a bit after 9.

Back at the ranch, a long conversation with MB. Then we played some
guitar working on Eye of the Needle, maintaining a constant tempo
through chord changes. Third Relation. Made some coffee. The UPS man
hadn't left my package, as they required an in-person signature. More
guitar on my own. Email. Soon down basement.

Circle meeting with Shawn

Thursday: Woke around 7 AM as MB headed out to do some dance practice
at Third Life. Lazed in bed for a bit, and then up. Broke the
sleeping pattern last night, getting to bed around 1:30 AM. Web,
shower, cats. Down basement, and a slightly longer morning practice.
Upstairs and put away laundry. Said hello to MB. Packed my guitar in
the car, and headed out. Raining. Stopped at the donut shop for an
egg sandwich and some coffee.

In at work, more bug fixing. Fixed one where long integers were being
slurped from a type-less data-blob. They needed to be byte reversed
on Intel. Fixed another place where a struct was a different size
under XCode that was breaking file IO... This was pretty funny,
because the struct size wasn't even being used for anything except to
multiply a count on write, and then divide it again on read... Out to
lunch with the guys, mostly talking about the real estate market,
which everyone agrees has stalled. Got some quick pizza at 6:45. Left
work around 7.

Drove to Arlington, and a circle meeting, plus Shawn. David and
Martin. Victor came later. We worked on a good bit of shared
material, mostly GC repertoire. Interesting experience: a new
rhythmic spotlight on the circle's strengths and weaknesses. Victor
had some good feedback for Shawn given the added guitar parts.

Afterwards, gave Shawn a ride home. Then home myself. MB returned a
bit later. Down basement, then bed.

ships in the night

Wednesday: Slept again between the hours of 4 and 10:30 AM. Woke a
little as MB headed for work. Another rainy day. Cats, shower,
downstairs and fed the blighters, and had some breakfast myself. Some
guitar. Down basement and morning practices. Paid bills.

Drove out, stopping to pop some envelopes in the mailbox. Wet. It
looked like the front driver's side tire was low on air, so drove to
the gas station and checked it. It was actually OK, but I put a few
more pounds of pressure in just in case, and checked the other side
too. More wet.

In to work late. B wasn't in today. Some consulting with Dnl about
the memory issue. Some consulting with Al about a time-stamp problem
(something needed endian swapping). My mom called, and we had a nice
chat, although I was a little distracted. Fixed our support for a
third party API by updating to the latest dev kit, which added Mach-o
and Intel support. Stayed until around 8 PM.

Drove home on Storrow, which was a bit of a wild ride in the rain.
Back at the house, a private belly dance lesson was in progress. Down
basement for practices. When I emerged, MB had gone to bed. Took out
the garbage. Emptied the dishwasher. More guitar. Email.

Yak-away

As we drive along,
I wonder what went wrong,
With this chick, whose blowin' chunks at the side of the road.
As we drive along,
I think of the things she done
To get her crouched over and streaming a load.

She's pukin in the rain,
Tears are fallin' and I feel her pain,
Wishin' she were vomit free
To end her misery
And I wonder--
I wah-wah-wah-wah-wonder,
Why,
Why, why, why, why, why she's hurlin' her lunch
Did she drink too much?
Does she have the flu?
Did she get car-sick?
Was it some bad seafood?
My little yak-away,
Yak, yak, yak, yak, yak-away.

She's pukin in the rain,
Tears are fallin' and I feel her pain,
Wishin' she were vomit free
To end her misery
And I wonder--
I wah-wah-wah-wah-wonder,
Why,
Why, why, why, why, why she's hurlin' her lunch
Did she drink too much?
Does she have the flu?
Did she get car-sick?
Was it some bad seafood?
My little yak-away,
Yak, yak, yak, yak, yak-away.
Yak, yak, yak, yak, yak-away.
Yak, yak, yak, yak, yak-away.

human damaru

Tuesday: The "to bed at 4, sleep until 10:30" routine continues. Shower, cats. Some time in the dance room. Ate a bowl of cereal. Had a small lesson in equitable business practices on ebay, which I did my best to clean up this morning. Down basement and brief practices.

Headed to work. Quite nice weather today. Had a discussion with Dnl and B about the memory allocation problems we're having with GCC 4 and Tiger. Dnl gave me some help with P4V... which continues to be a thorn in my side. Some talk with Kth about a bug. An interesting hummus sandwich c/o MB. Left work early: 5:30 PM.

Lots of traffic. Stopped for some cookies and flowers a the grocery near Kurukulla. Arrived by around 6:20. Set up for the ceremony, with the help of Hm. Dlrs was also there. Ngawang continues to torment me with Tibetan. Afterwards, helped clean up. Headed out by 8:55.

Back home and my weekly phone-call. Interesting stuff going on in Australia, and some discussion about their rather odd laws around sexuality and commerce. Some hanging out with MB. Ate leftover artichokes, and some bread. Guitar practice. Recorded a quick version of Chrysanthemum for MB. Email. My new laptop has been shipped. Soon down basement.

theory of mind

Monday: MB pulled an all-nighter last night. I went to sleep around 4
AM, and she was till going strong. Not sure what time she left for
work, but I woke around 10:30. Cats, shower, and so on. Briefly down
basement. Some guitar, working on articulation. Headed over to KKC,
waved at the sea of saffron and maroon, watching TV. Filled water
bowls. Stopped and got an egg sandwich and a coffee, then in to work.
Spent all day working on the new and delete issues I had tried to
straighten out over the weekend. Unfortunately, due to the way the
shared C++ runtime works, template expansions that perform new and
delete operations that are linked to in the shared runtime are not
effected by our headers, and so, the wrong versions of those
operators get called. This solution is unworkable. It took me all day
to figure that out. Delivered the news to B, and we spent a little
while assessing our options. Lunch at my desk, a beanie, tomatoish
posta thing c/o MB. I sold my Lexicon PCM 91 on Ebay. Got a coffee
and a free cookie. Called Shawn and set up a rehearsal for Wednesday.
Headed home around 9.

Sent out an email about Wednesday. MB returned home with groceries.
She reported her class went well tonight. Helped unpack. Emailed
about course ideas for the Roundhouse in November. Some hanging out
with MB. She told me an interesting thing about birds that she read
in Science News. The way they hide food indicates they have a "theory
of mind" of who is watching them. More guitar. Soon down basement.
What do we think about this?

Sound-bites

Sunday: Slept later than I intended; until around 10:20. Too late to
go to Kurukulla. MB slept later than she intended as well. For some
reason my first thoughts on waking were about the last day of my
father's life. He didn't know it was his last day. As he was dying,
he didn't know he was dying. This is strange, but commonplace. Up
brief email and such while she was taking a shower and getting ready
to head out. Quick bowl of cereal. Shower. Fired up the electric rig
and did some practice. I've been neglecting my electric guitar
playing, so it was good to put some time in on it. I was playing
Moving Force and putting my attention in my right hand, and suddenly
it became clear, as in a direct experience, that playing the piece
well had entirely to do with developing the sensation of the fine
muscles inside the wrist and hand. MB headed out. Wnd swung by on her
way home from KKC, and we went out to lunch together: Sound Bites in
Ball Square. We both had the "Green Eggs, No Ham" (Spinach Eggs
Benedict). Pretty good, although I usually like my yolks firm. Back
home, no MB. More guitar. Dropped a check in the mail for the GCNE's
gig at Third Life. Down basement for some practices. MB returned.
Came up and said hello. More guitar. At 7:45 we headed to guitar
circle, in South Boston. On the way, as MB was playing me a song she
liked (a guitar ensemble playing "Runaway") I saw a woman heave a
prodigious stream of vomit from the passenger side of a car. At the
Dojo, Victor had us do some stretching. Worked on Thrak. He
rearranged the circle, putting me on the opposite end. This changed
my hearing of Eye of the Needle considerably, and I found it
difficult to play in time with the leads. Martin gave me a very
thoughtful, if belated, birthday gift. Back home, MB is making
cookies. After eating one, down basement.

overpass

Saturday: Slept in a bit, MB headed out to do some dance rehearsal. A
semi-lazy day. Raining. Personal practice in the basement. Some
discussion about taking responsibility for communication. A bit of
guitar. Later, off to work. Rebuilding lots of stuff as a result of
prefix changes. Drove down to Norwood. A truck had hit an overpass,
and the resulting mess was causing some traffic. Hung with Wnd,
getting some Indian food and watching an episode of "Mystery." Back
to the office and wrapping up my changes. Some unit tests are
failing. Will have to look into this later. Back home, and MB was
already there from the Kasbah. Soon bed.

Neck

Friday: Woke feeling a bit beaten down. So, a lazy morning. Shower.
Cats. Down basement. Victor arrived at 11. I had just made some
coffee and was warming up. We worked on Loadstone for about almost
two hours, making it through the middle part. Off to work. Overcast
today. Last night I turned on the AC in the house just a little to
dry things off.

More head-scratching on the operator new bug today. After a few
failed attempts, I finally emailed my contact at Apple, and got a tip
from him as to how to fix it. Good stuff. Booked a gig for the
GCNE/CoFD at Third Life on July 7th.

Back home around 8. MB and I walked out and picked up a DVD.
Conversations. We made a frozen pizza, and I made stuffed artichokes.
Watched the vid: 40 Year Old Virgin. Two thumbs up. Coffee. Email.

I don't know about you, but I think the Lesbian Batwoman is really hot!

Puppet Karma

Thursday: Woke at 8 AM, and out of bed in a jiffy. Brief email,
shower, cats, then down basement for morning stuff. At 11 had a phone
conversation with my friend Richard until a little after noon. Tried
to resurrect my old turntable. It gave a final spin and cried, "no
more." Said hello to MB, who was working at home today. Packed the
car with my electric rig and headed out.

Had some pizza for breakfast. The lady behind the counter was
handling raw hamburger, and while she did remove her plastic gloves
to fetch my slices, I was left with a queasy feeling. Spent most of
the day researching a mysterious bug, where the OS is using our
overridden version of the new and delete operators. Got a cup of
coffee and a scone in the late afternoon. Consulting with B and Eln
about the mysterious bug.

I picked Shawn up at his new digs near Central, and we drove to
Arlington. Quite a productive rehearsal, running through all our
material, and then working for a good chunk of time on Thrak. Dropped
Shawn back at the Porter T, then home.

Boiled some corn, while MB made pear crisp. We ate, and I played a
bit of the ELP "Trilogy" album for her, just for kicks. She told me
about some experiences she'd had on her L2 in Argentina that were
interesting, and that will have long reaching repercussions. Some
clean-up. Took stuff out to the compost. Soon bed.