Advance team departs to Camp Caravan

Friday: MB woke me at 8. Brief sitting in the dance room. Threw on clothes, quick bit of coffee and cereal, fed Oscar, and we were out the door by 8:30. Drove to the airport and picked up the rental van. Then found Curt and a couple of other Crafties. We had parked in the "Over-sized" area, which turned out to be across the vast central parking lot. I went back to my car and the four of them went off to find the van. We all arrived back home about the same time.

Some hanging out. Coffee, people using the wireless. I knocked on the basement door, but no answer. A bit later our comrade turned up, and half an hour later, the team was ready to depart. I waived goodbye from the front landing.

I did some stuff around the house. Shower. Reset the basement space for the next batch of incoming teammates.

Headed out, stopped to find some disk mailers. Didn't find them in two places. Found something usable in the third. MB called from the road saying she was heading home. I put 4 DVDs in the mail, the last of a series of 3. Picked up some pizza and ate it in the shop watching "The People's Court."

In at the office, more turning shorts into longs. There were chocolate goodies in the front, but they were a bit stale. Al came and talked to me quite a bit. He's heading on vacation in a place that is about to get hit with a big hurricane. Does that sound like fun? Burrito. Around 7:30 I concluded that I was too fried to do any more work. Headed home.

Stopped for a moment at the top of the Somerville hill, then home. Hello to Oscar. Evening practices. Down basement and some graphics work. MB called from the road. I put on some water to boil. She returned, feeling tired, having driven many miles, and put in quite a heroic effort today. We decided I should go to the airport to pick up the next bacth on my own.

Back to Logan. I met Luciano right away. It turns out that Terminal B is split into two halves. Lance was in the other half. Eventually Mark found us as well. Back home, some tea and goodies, talking about the Chinese language and plans for the next day. (Rolling your Rs: With the tip of the tongue, it's just a release, and then a return.) Good-nights. Some more graphics work in the basement and now to bed.