We turned the chez into a B&B this weekend, with CP and
Kaz as guests. They were up at her place in Newburgh getting it ready to sell,
and spent some time with us as a reward for heavy lifting. (Actually, it was CP
and Catholic Charlie and JV who did the heavy lifting. Kaz is still recovering
from her unplanned athletics in Turkey.) It was nice to fill up the chez for a while without having to put up a Christmas tree.
We went down into NYC on Saturday and joined up with the
second-place winner of the Matt Hoyle look-alike contest. We went to the New
York Historical Society, which had a tech exhibit revolving around IBM’s 1964-5
World’s Fair exhibit, branching off into all other aspects of computer tech
that sort of looked like the story of my life, if you can tell that story by
analyzing all the dinosaur machines filling up our basement. I told stories of
my days hanging out with Ada Lovelace, while CP regaled us with tales of bytes
from his end. Matt just kept staring as his smartphone and marveling that there
really was a West Side, since he’s been living on the East Side in Manhattan a
year or so and had never crossed the (semi-) imaginary line of Fifth Avenue. We
stamped his passport for him at the end of the visit. It was one of those
gorgeous days when you simply have to be walking around in the city, although
in Kaz’s case it was limping around, so we eventually found a cab back to the
train, and soon joined up with JV for dinner at a Moroccan restaurant. It seems
as if we spent half our time pricing out various weeks in foreign climes,
including said Morocco, Japan, Venice, etc. Letting CP read the travel section
of the Times Sunday morning was putting demon run in the punch at an AA
meeting. Of course, it seemed that I spent most of our chez time in the kitchen
making either dinners or breakfasts, but since I really like doing that, I was
perfectly content.
Part of the time Kaz and I (or, as debaters would put it, Me and Kaz) furrowed our brows over the
upcoming Land o’ Lakes tournament. Stefan swears he will be there if they have
to roll in his hospital bed to make it so: he’s having back surgery on Tuesday.
Kaz and I are worried that we won’t have enough
judges/rooms/wifi/coffee/tea/demon_rum/snakebite_kits to get through the
weekend in the tab room. OTOH, the Gem has shaped up quite well given its
postponement. Still waiting for the confirmation of the speech tabber, but I’m
pretty sure we’ve got a good one lined up.
Let the week begin!
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