July 31st, 2002

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My weekend in New York... and Boston

My lame pickup line from the test: "My name may not be Fred Flintstone but I can make your bed rock!" Which, of course, ties in with today's PVP Online quite nicely.

I have had a roller coaster of a weekend/Monday/Tuesday, wow. Mostly highs, thankfully.

Woke up early Saturday, got in the car, got some breakfast, and got out of the city by 9:30. Three hours later, I was at Falcon Ridge Folk Festival, which rocked my world. I started out getting a camping pass, so I could crash in chaiya and hakamadare's extra tent for the night, and made it into the place in time to catch Jess as she was about to update her note to me about where to find her posse. Got greeted with a hug, and it was easy to find their tarp at the main stage - Bonus! I was in time to catch Trina Hamlin's bit (alongside those two other people voted favorites from last year's festival... Zoe someone and Eric Schwartz... who were also excellent...)

It was really nice. Then I found the note chaiya had left for me in the morning (even though I must have looked right at it before and missed it), and hiked up the ridge to their massage pavilion, where she was, apparently, massaging LFNY (Ann Heaton, Edie Carey, and those two guys ;) I got a hug there, too, and got to hang out with real musicians and play their movie game.

It was lots of fun, it goes a little like this (play goes around in a circle). "Hey, Andrew, you know that movie, um, Attack of the 50-Foot Woman?" "Actually, Edie, I think he's thinking of Splash..." "No, actually, I think he's thinking of Joe Vs. The Volcano" etc., etc., around the circle, until someone can't come up with one (and bluffs, and is "challenged" to come up with the link)...

Anyway, I hung out at the folk festival, and really enjoyed the atmosphere. Reminded me a bit of the good ol' days, car camping with my parents, but with folk music floating up the hill all day long. I really, really, want to do this right next year, get a tent, a camp stove, and a cooler to bring, and just really get into it.

I loved getting set up on Jess and Sarah's tarp Saturday night for the last concerts of the night, lying back, and looking at the stars, realizing how many constellations I have forgotten while living in the city. Dozing in and out of consciousness as the guy plays song after song... "Is that 'Desolation Lane'?" And then just a short walk up the hill to the tent, where I unroll my sleeping bag and zonk out.

I loved waking up Sunday morning and wandering out of the tent, sweaty and not worrying too much about it, walking down the hill, and sitting down in front of the Workshop Stage where some group was playing a little jam session... Pulled out some comic books, sat back, and relaxed...

It actually ran all day Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, but I got there late and left early, due to other commitments. Next year I'm going to do it right, make time for it well in advance. I may have to skip GenCon '03 for it, but it'd be worth it.

Got back to town Sunday afternoon, and went to Cirque du Soleil. Fun show.
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my Monday and Tuesday...

Monday was all right, I started really getting some stuff done at work (funny how a 3 hour drive gives you a good chance to think things through in a way you can't get any other way...) and things were really going quite well, for a change. (an aside: Over the past month or so, my schedule has been slipping, and I've been reporting on it every week at the client meeting.)

So, I'm sitting there, coding away, when the boss shows up and asks how things are going. I tell him "I'm starting to really get going here, it's looking good." "When do you think you'll be done?" I tell him when... and he says "oh," and proceeds to complain about the magnitude of my schedule slippage.

This is annoying. It derails me, kicks my morale down three notches... If he was upset with my schedule, why didn't he tell me this when I was slipping? Why was there not a single word about this for the last two weeks? Suddenly, he decides to complain, when there's nothing I can do except what I am already doing. It really made no sense. Anyway, I talked with him about it about a half hour later and got back on track after that talk...

Whatever. That was yesterday. It ended up well, with an Explorers run to boot. Today was good, too. Kicked a bunch of ass.

Tonight, I did some laundry. A finished basement, with a laundry room, with bright lights overhead, is a wonderful thing! Wow. While the laundry was in the machines, I got to play some Stuntman, which is a bit of a frustrating game, but lots of fun :)

God, it's way past my bedtime. There's some doomy doom doom coming down the road for tomorrow. And Bad Boys is on the TV as I finish folding the last of the laundry... Remarkably fun flick, and Tea Leoni is wonderful to look at as a brunette. :)
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oh yeah...

One other thing... I've been kind of out of contact with a few folks lately, and really feeling hosed; I'm sorry I've been scarce, I know some people out there need someone around, and I hope they're finding them... Sorry I haven't been one of those kinds of friends lately. :-/
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a piece of the rock

I need to figure out something spiffy to do with the super-cool rock B gave me last night :) Photos forthcoming, once I get my iBook's iPhoto setup a little less confused.
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    "Kiss Me, Son of God," They Might Be Giants
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Got the house bill last night, including all the moving expenses and my receipts for the stuff I've bought the house in the past month... And it's not much higher than the usual amount. Which is really, really good, since I have a lot of stuff on my credit card bill coming up. Thank goodness, it looks like I'll be all right affording this whole move thing...
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    "Drive In, Drive Out," Dave Matthews Band