My day in four quartos

Yesterday was rather eventful. Doctor’s appointment in the morning, finalizing Yale in the afternoon, Bump planning meeting followed by tutti of the fruttis meeting (i.e., all the Sailors, not just part thereof).

As a result of #1, I think I’m supposed to eat more fiber. I’ll be meeting with my GI specialist in two weeks. I thought I was already eating fiber up the wazoo (and I mean that literally). Apparently not. I’ll buy some 110% bran flakes on the way home. And a cauliflower.

As a result of #2, I feel pretty confident that I’m in good shape for arriving tomorrow. Any changes from this point will be reflected in the registrations. What I still have to do is make sense of the judge pool, most specifically, who will be V and who will be JV. We will, of course, accommodate requests, but then there’s the middle ground. One doesn’t want to take all the least experienced judges and make them JV: the young ‘uns deserve good judging too. So, it’s a job. A fun one, actually. I look forward to it. Meanwhile, as I've already noted, I’ve started a View from Tab podcast about this particular tabroom. I’ve posted two parts so far. It’s a little inside-baseball, but you may find it interesting. I packed up my lightweight mic last night to be able to record more on site.

As a result of #3, I feel pretty good about the parents running the Bump stuff that I don’t run, viz., housing, food and lounges. I’m short one lounger, but I’ll work on that over the next few days, and then I can pass the buck get on with the registration issues, which continue apace. One of the parents last night admitted to being a member of the VCA. Damn. That means I have to say nice things about at least one kid. I hate when that happens.

As a result of #4, I have a new way of introducing novices to morality, using the famous trolley examples in Moral Minds. I would do it differently next year, limiting the discussion to novices, but otherwise it’s fun because it’s interactive. We have lost, I think, 2 novices. They took one look at the social contract last week and hit the owl-hoot trail, I probably should have started by introducing them to Derrida. Of course, then they would have stayed and I would have had to hit the owl-hoot trail. So it goes. We also began newbie performances last night, when they read something dramatic that they like. There are no flies on this bunch, let me tell you. Between their performances, and the discussion of morality, I can claim pretty much without fear of reprisal that this group is, at heart, basically evil. I mean, one of them was willing to kill her mother to save the lives of 5 child molesters, but then again, what do I know about her mother? Speaking of which, tonight is new parent night. Here’s hoping a few actually show up.

See you tomorrow in the Puppish Kingdom. (As soon as they drop the ropes, I’m heading for Space Mountain!)