Friday: Got OK sleep last night. MB was up when I awoke. Shower, cats. Email. Down basement. She was off to a doctors appointment when I came up. Practiced guitar a bit, hoping to get in two short practices today. Headed off to work. Stopped for an egg sandwich and an iced coffee. Quite hot out today. The man who talks to himself was there, talking to himself.
Spent an inordinate amount of time trying to get an add-on installed, only to realize that it was built with a debugger killer, so I wouldn't be able to debug it anyway. Started working on a "plan b" for stripping symbolic information out of our program, since I haven't been able to get the old python script up and running. Pizza. Headed home just after 7.
Picked MB up from the house and drove to Davis. Found a parking spot outside of the old Masonic Hall we'd once thought of buying. Spent the next couple hours hanging with MB, milling through crowds, meeting friends and acquaintances. Neat band named UV Protection that sounded a bit like the B-52s. High-art dance performance. Dogs. People watching the high-art dance performance. Deadelous. "Would you like to buy a Dog Tag?" MB is stung by a wasp. And so on. Headed back home around 10:30 PM.
Guitar practice. MB also practiced some bits to Lark's and Chrysanthemum.
From the Somerville Journal October 5, 1878
Fire in West Somerville a little before three o'clock on monday morning last, fire was discovered in the two-story wooden building used as a pickle factory, on the corner of Elm Street and Broadway, of this city. The building was the property of George r. Emerson, whose dwelling house is immediately adjacent, and the alarm was given by a domestic in the family who was alarmed by seeing the reflected light of the flames. It is said that the residence on the hill nearby saw the fire break out of the doomed building nearly three quarters of an hour previous to the discovery of the same by the servants, and why they made no attempts to communicate their knowledge does not appear. An alarm from the box at the corner promptly brought a portion of the Somerville fire department to the spot, but flames had already got under so good headway that all their efforts were of little avail, and the aid of the Medford department was called in. Their united endeavors utterly failed, however, to save the building, which was burned to the ground. Fortunately, the wind was blowing away from the dwelling house and over the opening field; otherwise it is probable that the structure would have fallen a prey to the devouring element. The inmates were considerably alarmed as it was, and experienced something of a "house-warming." The principal business done here was in the line of canning tomatoes, etc., And some seventy persons were employed in the season. At the time of the fire, however, but comparatively few hands were under pay, the season being over. There were 75,000 cans of canned goods destroyed; but many of the cans have been taken from the ruins and stored. The insurance on the works is $5,400, which is thought will fully cover all damages. Mr. Emerson states that the business will be resumed immediately, and the necessary apparatus has already been located in a building near by on broadway. No cause for the origination of the fire is given.
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