Moving Over

Jan. 3rd, 2026 02:56 pm
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I've finally taken the plunge and imported my LiveJournal to this site. The only thing I've posted there for years is my weekly EFRC reports. They are friends-only. If you should be able to see them and you can't, message me. I will be posting new reports here and cross-posting if it works easily.

I suppose it's vaguely possible I'll actually post other things here too.

OVFF!

Oct. 19th, 2017 01:09 pm
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It's OVFF time! If any of the three people who read this care, I will have EFRC calendars available as usual; if you tell me now you want one, I'll make a point of finding you at the con.

Other than that, I'm looking forward to seeing everyone, hearing lots of music, as many hugs as possible, and painful choices for the Pegasus awards!

OVFF!

Oct. 19th, 2017 01:09 pm
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It's OVFF time! If any of the three people who read this care, I will have EFRC calendars available as usual; if you tell me now you want one, I'll make a point of finding you at the con.

Other than that, I'm looking forward to seeing everyone, hearing lots of music, as many hugs as possible, and painful choices for the Pegasus awards!
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I watched Gremlins at movie night at a friend's last night. (I imagine I'm the only person anywhere who hasn't seen it yet, but this is hardly a spoiler.) I laughed my ass off at the Robbie the Robot cameo. Nobody else got it.
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Now I've played the CD I just got from Cheshire Moon.

Oh.
My.
God.

It is awesome. It's like Cheshire Moon except even better. If you didn't back the kickstarter, they probably have a few left :-) and you should definitely buy it. Or I'm sure you folks with technology from this millenium can find a place to buy it digitally.
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A shout-out and thank you to [personal profile] bedlamhouse and Brenda for hosting their annual April housefilk. It was a wonderful evening with friends and there was some darn fine music.
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Armored Gopher Games, my friendly local game store where I've been spending my Friday nights playing magic for the last 5 years or so, is closed. Dave the owner was burned out. Things were supposed to be arranged to sell to the original owners, but the wheels came off the deal at the last minute. Right now we don't know if it can be salvaged, and I don't really know the details but it doesn't look very good.

I went to FNM at the other game store in town, Titan Games, for the first time yesterday. Titan's not a bad place but it didn't feel like home. I don't know if it can become that for me, or if I'm going to drop out of magic again. Playing magic helped me get through some tough times, but I haven't felt as much into it the past few months as I used to. But not having it in my life feels scary.

Thanks for all the good times, Dave. I hope things work out for you. I hope things work out for me.
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WTF? I wrote this last night, but it didn't post, and I only noticed now.

I have returned from Capricon, where in spite of my initial feelings when I looked at the schedule, I was never without enjoyable ways to occupy my time.

Friday we arrived a little late and missed the beginning of [livejournal.com profile] billroper's Cafe set, but I got to hear several good songs. I realized while I was hearing those that 4:00 on Friday was a badly over scheduled chunk of time. I wanted to see [livejournal.com profile] beamjockey's presentation on Pluto, because pretty much all I know from the New Horizons mission is what made it onto the radio, which doesn't include actually seeing the pictures. After that ended, I walked through the dealer's room, where I found a few paperbacks I wanted to buy, and noticed that there were quite a few tables of authors hawking their apparently self-published books, which I think is a good trend in general, although between my slow reading speed and my limited budget, I generally keep my book habit satisfied with mass market paperbacks. I also got a quick run through the art show. At least there still is an art show. And there was some nice art in it. Hopefully the people who have money found some they liked. Then we went to dinner at Spear's which is just across the parking lot from the hotel, but that was quite far enough to go through the gale. Spear's is a gourmet $15 hamburger place, though they have a few things that aren't served on a bun. The food is good and the portions are reasonable; it's a bit expensive but everything is in Chicago. Friday open filk went pretty well, despite the fact that we never got the lights turned all the way on.

Saturday, after I got up and had a combined breakfast/lunch in the room, I went down to the game room for a bit. I sat at an empty table, stood my Splendor box up, and read my book, and just about the time I decided to go head to the cafe, a couple of people joined me for a game. It was a good game, but it ran longer than I expected and by the time it was done it was halfway through Sassafras' set in the cafe. So I decided to play the game that one of my Splendor players was there demoing, which has gone through a successful kickstarter and is apparently now in production. In a marketing failure, in spite of the fact that after playing a couple of games and geeking about game design, I walked away not actually remembering the name of the game. I think it's Legends of somethingorother. It seemed like a fairly well designed little game, there are several different strategies/ways to get points and they can all be valid. The theme is thin. The card art is decent. If I see it in the game store and I recognize it I might get it. Then I got to the last half of Mike Nixon's set in the cafe, which I have to confess I wasn't really paying attention to, and then Three Fifths' set, which was the high point of the weekend. Three Fifths are just getting better all the time, and they had [livejournal.com profile] sweetmusic_27 with them, doing her magic stuff which she claims she hasn't rehearsed, but she was sounding as wonderful as the others. Then we decided we didn't want to brave the elements so we went to dinner at Saranello's with [livejournal.com profile] filkart and [livejournal.com profile] ithiriel. Saranello's is a serious restaurant that people with expensive cars who aren't staying at the hotel frequent, and by those standards its prices aren't that high. (Pastas are about $15, fancier entrees like $25.) The food is quite good, and it's really convenient to be in the hotel. Note to self: next year, get Saturday's dinner organized on Friday and get a reservation. This might even allow closing down the cafe, getting dinner, and then getting to Space Time Theater, which we missed. After dinner, I dropped by the game room, and got another game of Splendor, which was a pretty good game. I was the last player, and I managed to sneak in with 15 points, with both of the other players ready to go to 18 if they had one more turn. Then open filk, where I was very tired but managed to enjoy the music for 3 hours or so before giving in to fatigue, where of course once I staggered into bed, I couldn't get to sleep for hours.

Sunday, we got our stuff to the car and went to Toast and Jam, which was pretty nice, and then we headed out into the growing storm, since [livejournal.com profile] tcgtrf had skipped out on his reading due to the weather forecast. There was a little snow on the roads, but it wasn't really a problem, except that [livejournal.com profile] birder2's windshield washer was not working, which made seeing the road a little iffy.
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I haven't posted in a while because I've been a bit busy with stuff, but since I use this journal as a record of my own life I want to note some of it.

For New Year's I went to [livejournal.com profile] nbowa's. Hung out, played poker once (wasn't the first one out, was actually ahead at the break, but as the stakes went up I quickly ran out of chips), played some other games, had some alcohol but didn't get drunk, generally got to hang out with a bunch of cool people. I did bring my guitar and played a few things.

Last weekend, [livejournal.com profile] birder2 and I went to GAFilk. The drive was long but the weather was not bad. The music and company were fine. I was really tired most of the weekend. It did not help that I forgot the filter for my humidifier, so I didn't have that relief from the dry hotel air, but I seemed to be sleeping as well as normal, just not feeling rested. I was particularly having trouble Saturday night, where I was mangling songs I should be able to play relatively well.

I started to have symptoms of a cold Tuesday, and skipped my regular activities in favor of bed rest until Friday.
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So, my Thanksgiving festivities are over a little early this year.

Thursday, I was at Holly's Thanksgiving Dinner for Wayward Souls. I believe there were 29 at dinner. Dinner was good, and there was some gaming. We stopped by again Friday briefly for Peter's Risotto, and some more conversation and hugs, until we headed out around 3:30.

Google's directions failed to make it fully clear where we were supposed to turn, so we spent more time driving in Normal than we should have, but we found the hotel and checked in. The Marriott in Normal is a pretty nice hotel with facilities for much larger gatherings than ours, but there's nothing else going on in town this weekend. (Ironically, we're in normal because there's usually football in Champaign on Thanksgiving, and by the time all the football had officially cleared out and the hotels in Champaign were calling back and saying please come stay with us,we already had a signed 2-year contract in Normal.) Eventually, we found ourselves in a very nice hotel in a pretty nice downtown with a fair number of nice people. There's a fairly nice (at least by my American standards) Irish pub called Molly Miley's, where a somewhat awkwardly large group of us went to dinner. I had shepherd's pie which was wonderful, and a an order of wings which were OK. Since I'd had the Risotto just a few hours before, I didn't try to tackle the Irish stew in a bread bowl or the boxty, but they looed good, and several people had fish and chips which they pronounced good. (Not being all that much of a fish and chips guy, I tried something else.) Back to the hotel, had a mug of cider, gamed a bit, and started filking. Not very many filkers but enough to have a good circle, and a good time was had. I had trouble sleeping the night before, so I wasn't pushing to stay up ultra late Friday, but still didn't get as much rest as I had in mind. Got up a bit past noon, caught some of Gene Wolfe's talk, played some more games, missing the beginning of the Never-Ending Filk Panel because I was deeply absorbed in Dominion. And about then I started having some digestive trouble. Went to the banquet, where I ate somewhat cautiously, but started feeling worse. The high point of the banquet was Michael Kube-McDowell returning to public life. He told us the story of how he'd been sent down a hole of depression and anxiety by his father's death 15 years ago, and was beginning to find his way out now. I decided that I needed to get some anti-diarrhea medicine and some gatorade (since I was craving it, which generally means I need it). Fortuitously there's a CVS across the street from the hotel, where I had to pay an annoying amount for the Gatorade -- it was on sale for only twice what I'd pay in the grocery store, but it turned out the sale price was only good if you had a customer card, so I had to pay closer to 3 times what it should have cost. And I made the fascinating discovery that if you wash down a dose of Immodium with Gatorade, you end up with an astonishingly foul taste in your mouth. But after a few minutes I felt well enough to head down to Bill Rintz' fan guest of honor concert, accompanied by Bill Furry. In case anyone is reading this who doesn't know who Bill Rintz is -- he was a fantastic old-time fiddler who had a major stroke a long time back. With a lot of hard work, he's managed to get back eoungh of his fiddle playing to be worth hearing, and this weekend with Bill, be was singing quite decently. We were glad to have him back. After that we had another good filk circle, but it broke up a bit after 2.

It turned out that [livejournal.com profile] birder2 wanted to be back in town for the Messiah sing along at 4, so we left by 2 and I missed the dead dog. Next year I'll just drive my own car.

Do come to Chambanacon next year. I'm the Fan Guest of Honor.
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I have returned safely from OVFF. I'm not going to make a full report now, because I only have a minute. Friday, my hat was well received, and the Pegasus concert was good. I went up to my room to get my guitar, and while I was carrying it down the handle on the case broke. Then I got to the alternate room and set up, and no one else came to that room, and I was overcome with tired. I felt like I wanted to play and I was nooding a bunch, but I couldn't get up the energy to actually sing a song. After 15 or 20 minutes of that I gave up and went to bed, where I promptly became unable to sleep for 3 hours. (And I left half of my medicine collection at home, including the new pills I'm suposed to take for times like these.) Still, made it to breakfast the next day, heard some concerts, went to a workshop, had dinner with my cousin who lives in Columbus, and went back to the alternate filk room. This time other people showed up and we had a good filk until 2, when I had to pack it in to get to breakfast Sunday. Got a couple of games of Dominion in Sunday, heard some more concert, went to dinner with a small group organized by Kathy Mar for Thai. The location we usually go to was "temporary closed on Sunday" but the magic of the Internet let us find the new Thai Orchid location a few miles farther up Sawmill, and the food was wonderful. Got back to the hotel and discovered that there were still a whole lot of people and now only one filk room. It was a very frustrating evening for me; I wanted to sing, but the other 50 people did too. Got a few songs in, heard some good ones, and got to bed about 1.

I left out a lot, including mentioning all the friends I got to hug and catch up with, but as I mentioned above, I gotta run now.

Housefilk

Apr. 12th, 2015 09:10 pm
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Just a quick shout out to [livejournal.com profile] bedlamhouse and [livejournal.com profile] ladyat for hosting their annual spring housefilk. We had a nice sized circle and I got to sing a bunch of songs and hear many more. [livejournal.com profile] poltr1 joined us and showed off some electronic gadgets as well as his saxophones. [livejournal.com profile] quadrivium had her piano and played a few fine things, and added some magic to a few others. [livejournal.com profile] harperjen was there. [livejournal.com profile] min0taur was there briefly and gave us a couple of songs. Most of the others were locals who aren't AFAIK on LJ and whose names I mostly can't remember, but the music was fine. And the snacks were good, and Wesley served up a fine paella.

Music is a wonderful thing, and a good circle makes it even better. I hope I find some opportunity for more before October.
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Another Thanksgiving weekend is done. Thursday I had Thanksgiving dinner at Holly's with her large fannish chosen family. Then, after stopping by there again for lunch (Peter's risotto is legendary), on to Chambanacon. Chambanacon is small, but it seemed like we'd found a good place for it, in Champaign where it should be. So it was distressing to learn that the hotel has been sold and the new owners are remodeling away all of the space we hold Chambanacon in. More distressing is that our stalwart concom have determined that, thanks to the amount of demand football creates for hotel space on Thanksgiving weekend, there are no available hotels in Champaign that can host the con. (One has the space, but has a policy, apparently not negotiable, that the function space closes at midnight, which is a non-starter.) So the con will be in another city next year. Having to leave Champaign was the main cause of the con's crumbling from an important regional convention into a party, and everyone that still cares is worried that leaving Champaign again will lead to further decline.

But enough worrying about next year. What happened this year? I played some board games, enjoyed conversation, got in a little filking, and had good company. The filking broke up disappointingly early both nights, but what there was was good. It was especially good to hear BJ Willinger again. It seemed much too short, and looking back it seems like I didn't take full advantage of the time I had, but I was happy while I was there, and that's what it's all about.
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I am safely home from OVFF. The trip was smooth. I had a good time, though there was noticeably less sleeping involved than I would like. This despite spending a fair bit of time in bed. I got to have dinner with my cousin Saturday night. I sang some songs without embarrassing myself terribly, heard lots of great music, and saw a lot of friends. I got to catch up a little with some of them. I never did play any games -- too much other stuff going on.

Congratulations to all the Pegasus winners. And commiseration with all my fellow voters, who had to choose among so many worthy choices, especially in the Best Song of Passage category. Wow, those are all good songs. And double wow, the performance of Scarlet Town at the concert -- high point of the whole weekend musically, maybe the whole year. I don't know if there's a recording of that on line, but if there is you should listen to it.

Thanks to everyone who gave me hugs and support, and to everyone who bought calendars, and to the OVFF concom and volunteers for running the show again.

The worst part of the trip was getting a call Saturday night from my mom's pet sitter (after she'd failed to get through to my mom). Maggie seems to have taken a turn for the worse and can't stand up now. She's at the vet now and I'm waiting for another call.
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I have just made it home from GAFilk. Although there weren't any actual problems with the drive, it was still too much driving. Even though we left Thursday afternoon and spent the night in Tennessee, I still arrived at the con pretty drained. It was nice to see people, but by the time the scheduled activities were done, I was too tired to filk. Saturday was better. I played several games of Dominion with [livejournal.com profile] filkcook with concerts in the background. I was actually in the room for Gwen Knighton's concert, because even though I'm Dominion-obsessed, I wanted to fully attend her. The dinner dance was awesome (the music was great, high point of a wonderful musical weekend), the dance was fun (I continue to wish I had the chance to dance with a welcoming, fun group of people I feel safe with more often than once a year, so that maybe I could actually learn to do it a little better), the food was hotel banquet food. I did manage to get my guitar to open filk Saturday, and sat in the alternate room where there weren't very many people and had a good time for a while, until the room broke up, mostly to join the big room, and I felt too tired to try to fit into the big room. Sunday got off to a slow start -- apparently no-one else went to bed at all early Saturday night, and the Ecumenifilk didn't get started until half an hour late. Then we had a special Stan Rogers concert by [livejournal.com profile] decadentdave, dinner at Barbecue Kitchen, and a good dead dog filk, which I departed before I really wanted to in the interest of being able to function for the long drive home. [livejournal.com profile] birder2 got up too early; we were actually on the road by 9:30 (which is about when I would have wanted to get up), so I'm home and writing this more than an hour before I'd expect to be home, though I'm so tired that it's a good thing I'm not driving any more. But maybe I'd be less tired if I'd had a couple more hours of sleep to start the day.

Thanks to all the friends who talked to me and/or hugged me, and thanks to everyone for all the music.
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Rather than sit at home and feel sorry for myself for New Years, I decided to drive up to Milwaukee for the party at Lytheria. If I'd known what the weather was going to do, I might have stayed home. The drive up was only somewhat bad; it started snowing lightly north of Kankakee. The biggest problem was the salty goop on the road constantly being sprayed on my windshield. Fortunately, the windshield washer was working. There was enough gunk on the roads to merit slowing down in a few places, and a lot of people on the road who slowed down more than necessary. I never had any close calls, but the drive was perhaps half an hour longer than expected and more stressful. I was pretty frazzled by the time I got to [livejournal.com profile] filkart and [livejournal.com profile] ithiriel's place. [livejournal.com profile] filkart got off work a little early and we went to a Thai place that has just opened near them, Pattaya. The Tom Kha was outstanding, I think the best I've ever had. A cute appetizer called Money Bags, won-ton skin type things tied up into little bags around some minced meat and vegetables, the filled part was quite tasty, the decorative part a bit meh, but certainly a decent appetizer. For an entree I had a red curry with a very nice sauce, especially thick and creamy and a nice level of spice. The dinner did quite a lot to perk me up and feel that the universe wasn't a complete mistake. [livejournal.com profile] ithiriel then bailed out on us, since she'd been busy rushing around all holiday season and really needed a break; [livejournal.com profile] filkart and I picked up Jim and went on to Lytheria, where we had a very nice little filk, and I got to see the last half of Despicable Me 2 which was more entertaining than I had expected. We made it home despite the combined efforts of nature (it snowed lightly the whole evening) and the other drivers. I was very tired, but still had trouble falling asleep. Got up in the morning to discover that it had snowed another couple of inches overnight. We went to lunch at Athens, a slightly Greek but mostly "family restaurant" place not too far away that is open on New Year's. Had a decent lunch, and then I hit the road, since I wanted to have as much daylight as I could and hopefully get home before the white stuff started here. Unfortunately, it was snowing enough to make travel quite slow and tedious. Fortunately rather little terror involved; I didn't lose traction or see anyone lose it near me. But between conditions actually requiring slow travel (I never exceeded the speed limit the whole trip and only got close to it in a few rare relatively clear bits) and other drivers going even slower than necessary, iit took a full 6 hours to make the trip.
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I went up to Mt. Prospect for the housefilk at [livejournal.com profile] chaoticgoodchic's house last night. The trip up was completely uneventful, the dinner was nice, the music and companionship were good. I got back in my car at 1:00, figuring I'd make it to bed about 4, I'd be tired but it should be OK. It rained off and on as I was driving home, but had no problems, until I got to the interchange between I-57 and I-74. I can't remember exactly what happened. The car suddenly started making a disturbing noise, but I can't remember if it was before I touched the gearshift to slow down for the ramp or not. But on the ramp, the car made "pull over right now" noises, and it was in neutral. The engine was still running but not delivering power. I got onto the shoulder and tried to force the car into first. It didn't want to go, and then it popped right out again. Clearly something is very wrong with the transmission. And it's 3:30 AM Sunday, and I'm a little too tired to think completely clearly.

After a few minutes, I pulled myself together enough to look on the net on my phone, find a tow truck, and have it sent out. Then I texted a friend who is often up at that hour. I had the car towed to the mechanic, my friend gave me a ride to my mom's (thanks Jeremy!), and I spent the night there.

Tune in tomorrow for the next exciting installment of Phil's Car Explodes, Now What?, when I hopefully find out what is wrong with the car, and whether it will take a few hundred dollars and a couple of hours to fix, or thousands of dollars and weeks (in which case, I will have to somehow find another car).
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To celebrate my birthday, I went to Iowa.  A couple of days with [livejournal.com profile] tzup and [livejournal.com profile] nbowa.  Hope you guys get over the cold.  Hope I don't come down with it too.  Then Wednesday, a house concert with Cheshire Moon opening for [livejournal.com profile] s00j, fantastic music, the cheap motel worked out OK.  Coming home today, I started feeling really hungry just as I passed the self-styled World's Largest Truck Stop.  The truck stop buffet was OK; $8.95 was a bit steep for a pretty basic buffet, but the food was decent truck stop buffet fare.  Why is gas so much cheaper in Iowa?  Decided on a whim that I would stop by Peoria for a drive by hug with someone who was at the meet at Nbowa's on Monday.  Being able to look up an address in an unfamiliar town on my smart phone is awesome.

I also got introduced to Words with Friends (Scrabble with the trademark filed off as an app on the phone) Monday night -- time will tell if I got the cold, but this is probably the more damaging infection :-) if anyone cares to play, let me know (I don't care to post my contact details in a public post).  I also downloaded the Boggle clone, but haven't actually played it yet.  I made a point of getting back to town during daylight so I could visit the dogs, only to run into rain around Bloomington.  I still visited the dogs, though it was damper than it might have been.
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Seanan says so, and that's plenty good enough for me!

So I say to those who read this: Happy Valentine's Day to each and every
one of you, and if you don't celebrate Valentine's Day, happy Horny
Werewolf Day.

New Years

Jan. 2nd, 2012 12:44 am
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I had several places I wanted to be to celebrate the new year, but I decided I would go to spend time with old friends rather than new, so I went to Milwaukee.

The trip up had some minor bits of stress.  I got going almost on time, but not fully mentally functional, as I would discover as I drove past Rantoul on I-57, only realizing at that moment that I was on the wrong road -- I was supposed to have stayed on I-74 to get to I-39, because I was going to VOTK.  Shortly after that, I realized that when I'd put my snacks in the cooler I'd forgotten to put the sandwich I had made (that I didn't eat on Thursday when I didn't go to EFRC because I felt too crappy with my sinus infection and cold), so I was mentally hitting myself with a hammer.  I had just installed my shiny new IPASS tollway transponder, and I drove through the automatic lane at the toll plaza at the Wisconsin border -- and the transponder didn't visibly do anything.  Wait, the papers they sent with it said it's supposed to have blinking lights.  Shit, I said, I guess it didn't work, now I have to deal with a missed toll when I get back.  But I managed to decide that since I couldn't do anything about it then, I wouldn't worry about it.  Made it to VOTK, an hour later than I meant to.  Although it was slightly above freezing, it was very windy and felt miserably cold.  I took a few pictures of Jasmine, and renewed my membership and got a calendar.  Then on to Milwaukee, where I got to [livejournal.com profile] filkart and [livejournal.com profile] ithiriel's house, and got hit by the tired bus; I got into the living room and collapsed in a chair.  After a bit of vegging and some cheese and crackers I was able to move; we grabbed a bite to eat at Culver's and then drove to Lytheria.  I found myself feeling more like a spectator than usual.  Filk didn't happen until after the toast at midnight, and it was only me, [livejournal.com profile] filkart, [livejournal.com profile] wyld_dandelyon, and [livejournal.com profile] beige_alert; we ran out of steam by about 2.  The filk was nice but less than I expected.  Got home and fell into bed.

Today, after I got up at noon, we determined that Champion Chicken, the restaurant that is a cornerstone of my friendship with Art, was closed for the holiday, so we went to Athens, where they had a prime rib buffet, a little pricey at $15 for a fairly short buffet, but the food was decent and we all had too much.  Then Art and I went for a short trip to the museum, so I could see butterflies in January.  [livejournal.com profile] ithiriel stayed home and made us biryani, which seemed unnecessarily generous.  And then I came home, because I needed to get home before the tired found me again.

Here at home, the furnace is still limping along, but it's still keeping the house warm.  The furnace guy told me he'd call me on Friday to set up an appointment, but he didn't, so I have to try to call him and hopefully fit that in real soon.  I did manage to get logged in on the IPASS site (after more swearing than should have been needed), and my account had been charged for the toll on Saturday.  So I guess the thing works after all.

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