Monday: Up around 10:30. Web. Gus treatments and food for the cats. Down basement, morning practices and drums. Did some tidying. Email. Got a call from the cat sitter, who took on a strangely argumentative attitude. Talked to the fraud division and found someone had been trying to run charges on my CC. Ordered stuff for Gus. Upstairs, and shower. Made a caffeinated smoothie.
Off to work across town. Stopped for a coffee at Starbucks. In the office, spent most of the day diffing changes in preparation for checking in. A false alarm from an important user. Left around 6:30.
KKC for what turned out to be P1 of a transmission from Lama Zopa. For the first bit I was sitting in a spot with an obstructed view. Didn't mind though. A brief break, then more. A diversion into the Discovery Channel. And Wal-Mart. A neighbor complained about our cars even though they were legally parked. Things ended around 12:45.
Stopped at the CVS on the way home. Back at the ranch, hello to MB. Brief hanging out, then down basement to complete the day. Email.
Stopped
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Dinner with the Lama
Sunday: MB woke me around 10. "Yuck!" she said, pointing to some kitty litter on the bed. Then she headed out to give away milk. A lazy morning. Gus treatments. Fed G and O. Breakfast of eggs. Down basement for morning practices and drums. Continued my work in translating documents from AppleWorks format. Worked on the furnace doors, cutting and screwing in some jams, and then fitting and hanging the doors themselves. Just some molding, and the project will be done. MB came back as I was starting to clean up. Sweeping then vacuuming. Putting away tools.
Quick shower, then headed towards Davis Sq, to Martsa on Elm St to have lunch with a group from KKC, including Lama Zopa. The ordained contingent arrived about an hour late. They had waited for Geshela to return from Germany. In the meantime we occupied tables making sure there was space for them when they arrived. Quite a group. Yummy food. Conversation about web development and trivia. Lama Zopa sent around desserts to everyone's table saying he guaranteed we would all like it, and indeed we did. The dinner when on until 11 or so. Lama Zopa paid for all of the non-ordained people.
Back home, stopping on the Somerville hill. MB was out dancing. Down basement and more document conversion fun. Evening practices. Hello to MB. She started many sentences with "I was giving out milk and..." Soon to complete the day.
Album name: Hell's Toupee. The sad thing about Google, is it can instantly tell you when others have already had your dumb idea.
Quick shower, then headed towards Davis Sq, to Martsa on Elm St to have lunch with a group from KKC, including Lama Zopa. The ordained contingent arrived about an hour late. They had waited for Geshela to return from Germany. In the meantime we occupied tables making sure there was space for them when they arrived. Quite a group. Yummy food. Conversation about web development and trivia. Lama Zopa sent around desserts to everyone's table saying he guaranteed we would all like it, and indeed we did. The dinner when on until 11 or so. Lama Zopa paid for all of the non-ordained people.
Back home, stopping on the Somerville hill. MB was out dancing. Down basement and more document conversion fun. Evening practices. Hello to MB. She started many sentences with "I was giving out milk and..." Soon to complete the day.
Album name: Hell's Toupee. The sad thing about Google, is it can instantly tell you when others have already had your dumb idea.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Two gigs and a blessing
Saturday: Woke around 10. Contemplated getting a little more sleep, but no. MB was coming in from doing some dance work at 3rd Life. Gus treatments. Down basement for morning practices. Drums. Email. Upstairs and shower (MB having just cleaned the tub). MB and I had a nice breakfast together (eggs etc). Pulled gear together got directions and MB and I headed off to gig number 1.
The skies opened up, and a downpour began. We picked up Shawn, and headed for Roslindale, to the party of Bill and Ruby. We wound up being the first band on, and since no one else was chomping at the bit, we played quite a few more songs than we had originally anticipated. MB danced. Somewhat shaky on my end, but not terrible. Interesting tranny couple. Made a couple of nice connections. Heard a story about a double decker outhouse. We left around 3:30.
Again the skies gave forth. Driving on the Jamaica was quite an adventure, with foot-deep puddles and more water coming down than my wipers could keep up with. Made it homes safely. MB and Shawn made root-beer floats while I checked on the basement and got some more gear together. The basement was dry, but I moved some stuff on the floor just in case. Back upstairs and enjoyed a float with the crew. Packed Gus into a carrier and then we headed for Medford. There and been an accident that blocked traffic on Mystic Ave, so we detoured up 93 one exit. KKC: Animal Blessing with Lama Zopa. Many dozens of people circumanbulating a miniature stupa in the back-yard with hundreds of cups of saffron water and cookies, sacred texts statues, and almost every person with a companion animal of some sort. Cats and dogs, a parrot, frogs, lizards. Someone had a big batch of crickets. All the animals seemed very peaceful. There was no growling or fighting, or even any barking or whining. We joined in with Gus, passing Lama Zopa on each revolution. He was chanting Om Mani Padme Hum, in a beautiful resonant voice, occasionally broken by hysterical laughter. The parrot seemed to especially delight him. Wnd showed up as well. Saw many of my KKC friends. After perhaps 15 minutes I realized we needed to leave. So back to the car and back home.
Dropped Gus off, and picked up the electric rig. Got on the road to Martin's Luau. Stopped for gas. Enjoyable conversation about the nature of love and reality. Got off 95 one exit too early, but figured things out thanks to Google-maps on my cell. Arrived around 7:30. Things were running late so, no problem. Connected with the drummer, whose kit we'd be borrowing. Shawn MB and I tried a venture out onto the water in a paddle boat (an electronic artist named Banter/3.1 on stage), but the boat kept going in circles. The rudder was broken. We got a tow back into shore by a young girl. And soon, it was time to set up. Some little technical problems gave the set a slightly rough feeling beginning. Some looping, and then we were off. A fairly strong set, getting better towards the end as I relaxed. This material is so challenging that nerves really undermine my ability to play it reliably. If the artistry is in the recovery, then I was quite an artist tonight, as there were many bobbles, but no wrecks. Some sort of grace descended in Chrysanthemum, and I played it better than I ever had before in a performance context. There were a few things that helped me tonight: MB dancing. Feeling connected to Shawn. Remembering "Release all concern for playing the right note, then, play the right note." Being in the music, instead of thinking about the technicalities. Some young dudes, making the devil sign and moshing around to Thrak... Feeling that confidence builds on itself. Shawn played great, and thunderously. I couldn't pay much attention to MB's dancing, but I'm sure it was lovely...
After our set, we packed off. The next band was a fun sort of jazzy "James Bond Theme Music" band, of bass drums guitar and sax. I cooked some veggie burgers on the still hot grill, then ate, commenting that the scene was quite pleasant. A large red moon hung in the sky.
The drive back to Boston was mellow. Talking about the direction of the band. MB nodding off. Dropped Shawn in Central Sq at a pizza joint. Back home, unloading, saying goodnight to MB, and now to complete the day.
The skies opened up, and a downpour began. We picked up Shawn, and headed for Roslindale, to the party of Bill and Ruby. We wound up being the first band on, and since no one else was chomping at the bit, we played quite a few more songs than we had originally anticipated. MB danced. Somewhat shaky on my end, but not terrible. Interesting tranny couple. Made a couple of nice connections. Heard a story about a double decker outhouse. We left around 3:30.
Again the skies gave forth. Driving on the Jamaica was quite an adventure, with foot-deep puddles and more water coming down than my wipers could keep up with. Made it homes safely. MB and Shawn made root-beer floats while I checked on the basement and got some more gear together. The basement was dry, but I moved some stuff on the floor just in case. Back upstairs and enjoyed a float with the crew. Packed Gus into a carrier and then we headed for Medford. There and been an accident that blocked traffic on Mystic Ave, so we detoured up 93 one exit. KKC: Animal Blessing with Lama Zopa. Many dozens of people circumanbulating a miniature stupa in the back-yard with hundreds of cups of saffron water and cookies, sacred texts statues, and almost every person with a companion animal of some sort. Cats and dogs, a parrot, frogs, lizards. Someone had a big batch of crickets. All the animals seemed very peaceful. There was no growling or fighting, or even any barking or whining. We joined in with Gus, passing Lama Zopa on each revolution. He was chanting Om Mani Padme Hum, in a beautiful resonant voice, occasionally broken by hysterical laughter. The parrot seemed to especially delight him. Wnd showed up as well. Saw many of my KKC friends. After perhaps 15 minutes I realized we needed to leave. So back to the car and back home.
Dropped Gus off, and picked up the electric rig. Got on the road to Martin's Luau. Stopped for gas. Enjoyable conversation about the nature of love and reality. Got off 95 one exit too early, but figured things out thanks to Google-maps on my cell. Arrived around 7:30. Things were running late so, no problem. Connected with the drummer, whose kit we'd be borrowing. Shawn MB and I tried a venture out onto the water in a paddle boat (an electronic artist named Banter/3.1 on stage), but the boat kept going in circles. The rudder was broken. We got a tow back into shore by a young girl. And soon, it was time to set up. Some little technical problems gave the set a slightly rough feeling beginning. Some looping, and then we were off. A fairly strong set, getting better towards the end as I relaxed. This material is so challenging that nerves really undermine my ability to play it reliably. If the artistry is in the recovery, then I was quite an artist tonight, as there were many bobbles, but no wrecks. Some sort of grace descended in Chrysanthemum, and I played it better than I ever had before in a performance context. There were a few things that helped me tonight: MB dancing. Feeling connected to Shawn. Remembering "Release all concern for playing the right note, then, play the right note." Being in the music, instead of thinking about the technicalities. Some young dudes, making the devil sign and moshing around to Thrak... Feeling that confidence builds on itself. Shawn played great, and thunderously. I couldn't pay much attention to MB's dancing, but I'm sure it was lovely...
After our set, we packed off. The next band was a fun sort of jazzy "James Bond Theme Music" band, of bass drums guitar and sax. I cooked some veggie burgers on the still hot grill, then ate, commenting that the scene was quite pleasant. A large red moon hung in the sky.
The drive back to Boston was mellow. Talking about the direction of the band. MB nodding off. Dropped Shawn in Central Sq at a pizza joint. Back home, unloading, saying goodnight to MB, and now to complete the day.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Lama Zopa
Friday: Woke around 10. Web. Back to bed and slept into the afternoon. Much needed. Shower. Gus treatments. He seems to be more arthritic today, but still hanging in. MB had already fed the cats, but Gus wanted some more. Quick bowl of cereal. Down basement, morning practices, drums. The 2x3s I had used for hinge anchors for the furnace closet doors, were warped, so I chopped each into three pieces. Headed off across town. Sunny hot and humid.
Short day at the office. Got the UI code up and running. Perhaps not ideal, but each alternative had its down-sides as well. Quick burrito. At 6:30 I drove to Porter Sq to attend the launch of Lama Zopa's new book. Found parking. Not as full as I would have expected, but there wasn't a lot of publicity. He spoke for about an hour. Wnd was there, so walked out with her. I got some green tea ice cream and she picked up some Japanese noodles. Walked her to her car. Drove home stopping at the Somerville hill.
MB and I chatted a bit in the dance room about Circulation Project logistics. Then, we took a walk down to the donut shop. Weird vibe in the air tonight. Two doors down, a group of Hispanics were hanging out on the front steps, eating ribs, raising children, and throwing trash into the street. At the donut shop, bikers and meth addicts. Then, we walked to the shopping center and picked up some groceries, including the ingredients for root-beer floats.
Back home, MB cut mold off a big block of cheese. Grilled cheese and root-beer floats. Mmmm. Down basement, changed the strings on my electric. An hour of practicing, in headphones. Soon to complete the day.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Long rehearsal
Thursday: Woke around 10, which didn't add up to much sleep. Considered sleeping more, but, I was too awake. Web. Gus treatments. Shower. Fed G and O. A nice breakfast of coffee-smoothie, eggs and toast. Down basement for morning practices. Drums. Loaded up my car with both my electric and acoustic rigs. Off to work. Quite a lovely day.
Saw Dnd on the street selling newspapers. Walked and got a large iced coffee. Gave Dnd $5. At work today, completed pushing the new formats through to the other parts of the program. Nibbled on some greens and pizza that MB had packed for me. Burned a CD for Shawn of some of my favorite tracks from the last two Rush albums. Met him at 7:30.
Over to Arlington for a long rehearsal. Made up set lists for Saturday and decided which pieces should be acoustic and which electric. Played almost everything through twice and some three or four times. Shawn said that he was feeling disconnected from the music... I commented that this can actually be useful. It's good to know that you can do your job: play your notes, even if you're not "feeling it." Sometimes even though things feel wrong, your playing just fine. Knowing this can help despair from settling in. And then, perhaps you'll reconnect. Overall my wrist was feeling OK tonight. I still have a scar on my thumb from the screwdriver bit on the drill, but its mostly healed.
Gave Shawn a ride home listening to some of the disk. Looks like he's moving to Porter Square. Headed home, stopping briefly at the top of the Somerville hill. MB already asleep. I ate leftover eggplant from our Italian dinner. Down basement to complete the day.
Saw Dnd on the street selling newspapers. Walked and got a large iced coffee. Gave Dnd $5. At work today, completed pushing the new formats through to the other parts of the program. Nibbled on some greens and pizza that MB had packed for me. Burned a CD for Shawn of some of my favorite tracks from the last two Rush albums. Met him at 7:30.
Over to Arlington for a long rehearsal. Made up set lists for Saturday and decided which pieces should be acoustic and which electric. Played almost everything through twice and some three or four times. Shawn said that he was feeling disconnected from the music... I commented that this can actually be useful. It's good to know that you can do your job: play your notes, even if you're not "feeling it." Sometimes even though things feel wrong, your playing just fine. Knowing this can help despair from settling in. And then, perhaps you'll reconnect. Overall my wrist was feeling OK tonight. I still have a scar on my thumb from the screwdriver bit on the drill, but its mostly healed.
Gave Shawn a ride home listening to some of the disk. Looks like he's moving to Porter Square. Headed home, stopping briefly at the top of the Somerville hill. MB already asleep. I ate leftover eggplant from our Italian dinner. Down basement to complete the day.
Dance freedom
Wednesday: Woke fairly early. Web. Groggy. Gus treatments, then back to bed. Definitely needing to catch up on sleep. Woke again in the early afternoon, feeling quite a bit better. Shower. Fed G and O. Breakfast of smooth smoothie and cereal. Down basement and morning practices and drums. Put away laundry. Headed off to work, across town on a lovely day.
In the office, continued my slogging. Another display bug. MB called and we made plans. Burrito from the place around the corner. MB showed up around 8 PM. We walked over to a church on Garden St and attended a free-dance event. Fun, but sweaty. Back to the office, sending MB home, around 9. Worked until a bit after midnight, adding some UI elements to allow users to control the feature I've been working on for quite some time now. Two little check-boxes.
Drove the long way around. A pleasant cool night. Arriving near my street, I found my passage was blocked by a policeman and work crew. I asked if it would be OK to drive the wrong way up my street. Yes. So after a an excursion to get around, back home. MB was asleep, I took out the recycling. Down basement for email. Now guitar and to complete the day.
Mike Gravel is... a performance artist?
Mike Gravel explains "The Rock"
In the office, continued my slogging. Another display bug. MB called and we made plans. Burrito from the place around the corner. MB showed up around 8 PM. We walked over to a church on Garden St and attended a free-dance event. Fun, but sweaty. Back to the office, sending MB home, around 9. Worked until a bit after midnight, adding some UI elements to allow users to control the feature I've been working on for quite some time now. Two little check-boxes.
Drove the long way around. A pleasant cool night. Arriving near my street, I found my passage was blocked by a policeman and work crew. I asked if it would be OK to drive the wrong way up my street. Yes. So after a an excursion to get around, back home. MB was asleep, I took out the recycling. Down basement for email. Now guitar and to complete the day.
Mike Gravel is... a performance artist?
Mike Gravel explains "The Rock"
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Warped
Tuesday: Fair amount of sleep. Stiff neck. Web. Gus treatments. Fed O and G. Down basement, morning practice. Drumming felt very energizing today. Did some woodworking, and found that one of my hinge connectors was too warped to make a good fit along the jam. Upstairs and had a chunky smoothie for breakfast, then off to work. A lovely day out. Stopped to drop something in the mail to Wnd.
At the office, continued my slogging. Lunch at my desk. Did some research into why a user's file was not opening, and following on from that fixed a bug and also put in some defensive code. Found and fixed several other bugs related to my recent work, but most of them were pre-existing. When I get to the point that I'm finding and fixing other people's bugs, I know that my code is almost done. Burrito, made by a burrito maker in training. Stayed until about 11:30.
On the drive home, hit traffic and a detour. Luckily it was a nice night for a drive. Back home, hello to MB. Talking about the YouTube presidential debates, and Lindsey Lohan. You know, the stuff that matters.
Now, down basement for some guitar and to complete the day.
At the office, continued my slogging. Lunch at my desk. Did some research into why a user's file was not opening, and following on from that fixed a bug and also put in some defensive code. Found and fixed several other bugs related to my recent work, but most of them were pre-existing. When I get to the point that I'm finding and fixing other people's bugs, I know that my code is almost done. Burrito, made by a burrito maker in training. Stayed until about 11:30.
On the drive home, hit traffic and a detour. Luckily it was a nice night for a drive. Back home, hello to MB. Talking about the YouTube presidential debates, and Lindsey Lohan. You know, the stuff that matters.
Now, down basement for some guitar and to complete the day.
The house down the street
Monday: Woke at 7, the phone ringing. MB asked, "why would someone be calling?" Ah, the plumbers. Called them back, and indeed, yes. They sent a guy over and I met him. An hour and $200 later, my momentary lapse of attention had been put right. Finding myself quite sleepy, I very successfully took a nap in the basement, waking around 1 PM. Morning practices and drums. MB looked in saying she was heading out for awhile. Web work, laundry. MB was back sooner than expected. A sort of lumpy-smoothie for breakfast with yogurt, coffee, milk and protein powder. Headed off. Saw R from across the way, and asked her about the house she's put up for sale. It sounds in pretty bad condition, and they are asking quite a lot for it.
Off to work. Raining. A focused but not terribly productive day. Debugging can be slow when each one you find launches you off on a mini-project. But, my sense is that the number of new stumbling blocks will be dwindling now. Had a chat with B at the end of the day. Hard birth for a new product. Left a bit after 11.
Back home, MB was still at her language class. I had some leftover noodles and a glass of milk for dinner. Guitar. MB returned. We made the bed. Laundry. Down basement to complete the day.
Off to work. Raining. A focused but not terribly productive day. Debugging can be slow when each one you find launches you off on a mini-project. But, my sense is that the number of new stumbling blocks will be dwindling now. Had a chat with B at the end of the day. Hard birth for a new product. Left a bit after 11.
Back home, MB was still at her language class. I had some leftover noodles and a glass of milk for dinner. Guitar. MB returned. We made the bed. Laundry. Down basement to complete the day.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
GCNE day-long circulation project
Sunday: MB had gone to 3rd Life to dance. I woke when she returned, around 9:20. Gus treatments while she was gardening. Shower. Down basement for morning practices. Drums. just enough time to have some coffee and eat oatmeal, as our guests arrived.
A day of circulation. C Maj, up 3 octaves, down 2, changing to 5th position up 3, down 3, back to first position, up 2, then back down 3 to the beginning. This pattern served as a template for much of our work today. Then with alternating F# and Bb with an octave of all naturals after each. And so on. A lunch break. Quite lovely in the backyard. The Invention 1 team did some work in the afternoon. My wish is that we not perform at all on the upcoming course. I don't want to give those fuckers the satisfaction. Then more circulation, of a more improvisational nature. A rotating double circulation, and so on. We concluded just after 7 PM. No one seemed interested in dinner.
MB and I shuffled around a little, then went out to "Vinny's." Salad, broccoli rabbi, fettuccine. MB had the stuffed eggplant. More discussion of life trajectories. We took a walk out and watched some of the local sporting activity: Softball, basketball, baseball. MB offered up a pen to the softball team.
Back home, some cleaning up. Now down basement to complete the day, and get to bed on the early side.
A day of circulation. C Maj, up 3 octaves, down 2, changing to 5th position up 3, down 3, back to first position, up 2, then back down 3 to the beginning. This pattern served as a template for much of our work today. Then with alternating F# and Bb with an octave of all naturals after each. And so on. A lunch break. Quite lovely in the backyard. The Invention 1 team did some work in the afternoon. My wish is that we not perform at all on the upcoming course. I don't want to give those fuckers the satisfaction. Then more circulation, of a more improvisational nature. A rotating double circulation, and so on. We concluded just after 7 PM. No one seemed interested in dinner.
MB and I shuffled around a little, then went out to "Vinny's." Salad, broccoli rabbi, fettuccine. MB had the stuffed eggplant. More discussion of life trajectories. We took a walk out and watched some of the local sporting activity: Softball, basketball, baseball. MB offered up a pen to the softball team.
Back home, some cleaning up. Now down basement to complete the day, and get to bed on the early side.
Doctors remove polyps from Bush's colon
Does this mean Rove, Cheney and Gonzales are looking for work?
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
Sudden Water
Friday: Woke as MB got ready to go to work. Found sleep was not finding me. So, web. Gave the land of nod another shot, but no doing. Gus and Oscar got food. Had a nice breakfast: Spinach and cheese scrambled with eggs. Gave the lawn a quick mow, as the lovely weeds were getting a little over enthusiastic. Practiced guitar for some bit. Ran a 2x3 across the table saw without losing any digits. Pulled the sides and door edges down basement. Began screwing one of the sides in place. Suddenly water was shooting out. The screw had hit the hot water line for the baseboard heat. Un-did my work, shut the line down. Consulted some plumbing books I had. A simple fix did not look likely. Tried heating up the line, perchance to solder, but nothing doing. Decided to call the professionals. Upstairs, and shower. Back down basement for morning practices and drums. Cleaned the screen of my computer. Headed off to work, driving across town.
A productive day at the office. Implemented an alternative preview mechanism when only interested in one part of the total. Did an experiment, turning off implicit conversions on an opaque int wrapper, and found a few questionable uses. Renamed a collection of methods to be more explicit in their meaning. Removed an unused struct. Left work around 9. Back home briefly, for some personal practice. Then dinner with a friend. MB was off dancing.
A productive day at the office. Implemented an alternative preview mechanism when only interested in one part of the total. Did an experiment, turning off implicit conversions on an opaque int wrapper, and found a few questionable uses. Renamed a collection of methods to be more explicit in their meaning. Removed an unused struct. Left work around 9. Back home briefly, for some personal practice. Then dinner with a friend. MB was off dancing.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
dice and cards
Thursday: Slept in again. Interesting dreams about dice, brocade and cards, but who was the dealer? Web. Gus treatments. Shower. MB had fed O and G. Down basement for morning practices and drums.
During sitting this morning, the thought that the aphorism "Each part does the work of that part, and no other" can be applied to organizations. But, how does this apply to the "small business model" where everyone scrappily wears many hats?
Headed off to work, raining a bit again today, stopping to drop a check in the mail. Got an egg sandwich and a coffee from the donut shop in Harvard Sq. Some consultation with Al, which didn't really lead anywhere. Eventually tracked down a bug that had been proving most illusive. Went on to the next one. I think this is how it will be for the next week or so. Salad and sandwich at my desk. The dressing proved a little un-contained. At 8, down to meet Shawn.
Over to Arlington for rehearsal. Pretty good considering my wrist and gouged thumb. It'll be nice when we're back in top form again. Hopefully by next week! Shawn has a good thing going with EotN now. Spent a little time on a new piece of mine that is still in the formative stages.
Gave Shawn a ride home, then back to my house, stopping briefly at the top of the Somerville hill. MB hadn't returned yet, so, practices in the basement. When she got in, so I helped her unload groceries. Hanging out in the kitchen. The lack of technological understanding is a huge problem in business, it seems to me.
Down basement. This. Now to complete the day and get some sleep.
During sitting this morning, the thought that the aphorism "Each part does the work of that part, and no other" can be applied to organizations. But, how does this apply to the "small business model" where everyone scrappily wears many hats?
Headed off to work, raining a bit again today, stopping to drop a check in the mail. Got an egg sandwich and a coffee from the donut shop in Harvard Sq. Some consultation with Al, which didn't really lead anywhere. Eventually tracked down a bug that had been proving most illusive. Went on to the next one. I think this is how it will be for the next week or so. Salad and sandwich at my desk. The dressing proved a little un-contained. At 8, down to meet Shawn.
Over to Arlington for rehearsal. Pretty good considering my wrist and gouged thumb. It'll be nice when we're back in top form again. Hopefully by next week! Shawn has a good thing going with EotN now. Spent a little time on a new piece of mine that is still in the formative stages.
Gave Shawn a ride home, then back to my house, stopping briefly at the top of the Somerville hill. MB hadn't returned yet, so, practices in the basement. When she got in, so I helped her unload groceries. Hanging out in the kitchen. The lack of technological understanding is a huge problem in business, it seems to me.
Down basement. This. Now to complete the day and get some sleep.
pencil
Wednesday: MB woke me as she headed out to a massage. Managed to sleep until noon. Lovely. Web, waking up. Gus treatments. Decided to not do any woodworking. Shower and down basement for morning practices. Drums.
Headed off, raining a bit. Stopped at the donut shop for an egg sandwich. Then across town to work, hitting three yellow lights on the way. Got the pencil working today, but the summary view is still not being computed properly. Surprising how much effort this took. My mom called and we talked about her art class. Salad and pizza at my desk for lunch. Walked out and picked up dental floss and an energy drink. MB called and I headed home around 10:20.
Back at the ranch, we hung out in the kitchen, then ate artichokes, which she'd set boiling earlier. Had a good conversation about life and so on. Clean up. Composting. Took out the recycling. Guitar for a bit. Helped MB get set up with an iTunes account. Down basement email and to complete the day.
Headed off, raining a bit. Stopped at the donut shop for an egg sandwich. Then across town to work, hitting three yellow lights on the way. Got the pencil working today, but the summary view is still not being computed properly. Surprising how much effort this took. My mom called and we talked about her art class. Salad and pizza at my desk for lunch. Walked out and picked up dental floss and an energy drink. MB called and I headed home around 10:20.
Back at the ranch, we hung out in the kitchen, then ate artichokes, which she'd set boiling earlier. Had a good conversation about life and so on. Clean up. Composting. Took out the recycling. Guitar for a bit. Helped MB get set up with an iTunes account. Down basement email and to complete the day.
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