a long, strange trip
God & this trip didn't go thru the first time around. On top of which, Kimothy interrupted me, & would have to sit around for an hour talking in sign language -- she did say "kitty" out loud -- but though she's interesting & "different", I'd rather have started the re-make/re-model of "Astronomy Domine". It came back in the mail yesterday, with a note to the effect that the opening is weak.
So Wednesday Karen picked me up about 10 til 3, after I'd listened to Trish's Britney thing & spent some time on the web. When we came to Pizza Hut I stayed while Trish did her silverware & Karen picked up Elena. Trish brought along an order of cinna-stix, but Karen wouldn't let us eat the icing in the van.
When we arrived at Great Falls, we ate at Arby's. I had a medium sandwich; Trish had a large; I went back for curly fries, still hungry; Trish dumped her fries while we I was in the bathroom.
Then, when we finally arrived in Helena, it was after dark, so Karen got lost trying to find the Red Lion, the spiritual sulfur which unites with the Green Lion & comes down in Phoenix Enthralled. Once we found the place, we discovered that we'd been split up to a couple different nearby motels, & got lost trying to find Elena's place. We had to ask for directions 2 or 3 times. Finally, it was nite-nite, & I crashed.
Too much. We missed the Una-bomber's brother, eating waffles & cereal at the motel's continental breakfast. We ran into Hope, but after lunch -- where I met a social worker named Pam (the non-perky one) -- Trish wanted to go back to our motel to fix her dentures. She napped a bit, while I watched TV. She said she hadn't slept at all, as the bed was too hard.
We ate with Hope, again (& also at lunch), which was served up buffet style. I skipped the turkey, as I already had some ham.
The next morning, we had an opportunity to sleep in, as the conference didn't start until 10. We checked out of the motel after breakfast, then attended a couple more panels, up until lunch, where we met Linde. She actually agrees with me about the value of psychedelics (Farber) & didn't babble about dual diagnosis.
We skipped the door prizes, so Trish could talk to Gene Haire about the way Iron Claw House is run. The return trip was uneventful. We ate at El Taco Loco.
Saturday began typically, though Trish insisted on not-driving. After she came home, she napped awhile, while I played the keyboard. She actually likes my playing. After supper, she did some housecleaning, while I went in the basement with the Immaculate Collection. We watched our tape of Battlestar Galactica -- Trish likes to hide at nite -- & then watched Ace Ventura on Encore. I hope she slept well last nite. We don't need snow as a further stressor.
So Wednesday Karen picked me up about 10 til 3, after I'd listened to Trish's Britney thing & spent some time on the web. When we came to Pizza Hut I stayed while Trish did her silverware & Karen picked up Elena. Trish brought along an order of cinna-stix, but Karen wouldn't let us eat the icing in the van.
When we arrived at Great Falls, we ate at Arby's. I had a medium sandwich; Trish had a large; I went back for curly fries, still hungry; Trish dumped her fries while we I was in the bathroom.
Then, when we finally arrived in Helena, it was after dark, so Karen got lost trying to find the Red Lion, the spiritual sulfur which unites with the Green Lion & comes down in Phoenix Enthralled. Once we found the place, we discovered that we'd been split up to a couple different nearby motels, & got lost trying to find Elena's place. We had to ask for directions 2 or 3 times. Finally, it was nite-nite, & I crashed.
Too much. We missed the Una-bomber's brother, eating waffles & cereal at the motel's continental breakfast. We ran into Hope, but after lunch -- where I met a social worker named Pam (the non-perky one) -- Trish wanted to go back to our motel to fix her dentures. She napped a bit, while I watched TV. She said she hadn't slept at all, as the bed was too hard.
We ate with Hope, again (& also at lunch), which was served up buffet style. I skipped the turkey, as I already had some ham.
The next morning, we had an opportunity to sleep in, as the conference didn't start until 10. We checked out of the motel after breakfast, then attended a couple more panels, up until lunch, where we met Linde. She actually agrees with me about the value of psychedelics (Farber) & didn't babble about dual diagnosis.
We skipped the door prizes, so Trish could talk to Gene Haire about the way Iron Claw House is run. The return trip was uneventful. We ate at El Taco Loco.
Saturday began typically, though Trish insisted on not-driving. After she came home, she napped awhile, while I played the keyboard. She actually likes my playing. After supper, she did some housecleaning, while I went in the basement with the Immaculate Collection. We watched our tape of Battlestar Galactica -- Trish likes to hide at nite -- & then watched Ace Ventura on Encore. I hope she slept well last nite. We don't need snow as a further stressor.
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