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davidschrothMostly kicked back and did nothing on the 4th. Polonia wanted to do some work with Vista, and we had our usual bout of miscommunication (I'll have to try to remember to address this at another time). I eventually made it out to the farm to help, and found out she'd decided her plans involved too much work that she didn't feel like doing just now. So we didn't.
After we finished fly-wiping Vista, and put him back in the pasture (not an easy feat with all the fireworks going off in the hills - this was around 3:00-4:00pm), I headed over to Barnes & Noble to pick up a birthday card for Erin. I get most of my birthday/holiday/whatever cards at Barnes & Noble; they seem to stock cards that strike me as appropriate for whomever/whatever I'm getting cards for much more often than other stores. I found one that struck me as wickedly appropriate for Erin's 50th birthday and grabbed it. While I was meandering to the register, I noticed a book on The Year of the Dragon. Erin and I were born in the same year, and we're both dragons under the Chinese Zodiac. So the book struck me as just the thing to get for a spur-of-the-moment birthday gift. Which was a good thing; the gift I'd planned (and still plan) to get her was not going to get here anytime soon - I'll be surprised if it arrives before the end of the year. So I bought the book at the same time as I bought the card.
And back home I went, where I got my workout clothes together and went to the health club. I hadn't done any lifting in almost a month - it showed.
After, I had just enough time to get home and get ready, and head on out to Erin's birthday party. I asked Polonia if she wanted to go - the first answer was no, she didn't feel like going to Erin's house. I explain that the party is at the Radisson South, and she decides that maybe she'd like to go. So she showers, and gets ready, and decides she's not up to going. I head off without her.
I'd been told the party would start at 9:00pm. I arrived at the room around 9:30pm. The room was locked, and no one was there. I cooled my heels for a while, and eventually Joyce showed up. Everyone was up on the 22nd floor watching fireworks. Eventually, the fireworks ended, and people drifted down to the party. There was lots of cake, many pictures of Tom Cruise, meatballs (not Jesus Christ!, though), beer, soda, and quite a number of people. It's amazing how many people will turn out for a birthday party being held in a convention hotel the night before the convention opens...
It was a weird feeling being at the Radisson South the night before Convergence opened. It looked very much like a large number of people were trying to recreate the Minicon of M33. This is sort of odd - from what I know of the people who put on the convention, they're more interested in creating their own convention rather than recreating the gathering of the tribes that was Minicon 33. I don't know if the attempts to resurrect the ghost of Minicon past are being done by the people putting on the convention, or by members of the convention who are too wedded to the dead past. I suspect that it will feel even stranger when I go back for Laurel's birthday party/MnStf party there tonight.
I need to get a card for Laurel, as well as a birthday cake. My movie plans for today aren't going to happen - probably because I stayed up until 4:00am reading Lois Bujold's latest novel.
After we finished fly-wiping Vista, and put him back in the pasture (not an easy feat with all the fireworks going off in the hills - this was around 3:00-4:00pm), I headed over to Barnes & Noble to pick up a birthday card for Erin. I get most of my birthday/holiday/whatever cards at Barnes & Noble; they seem to stock cards that strike me as appropriate for whomever/whatever I'm getting cards for much more often than other stores. I found one that struck me as wickedly appropriate for Erin's 50th birthday and grabbed it. While I was meandering to the register, I noticed a book on The Year of the Dragon. Erin and I were born in the same year, and we're both dragons under the Chinese Zodiac. So the book struck me as just the thing to get for a spur-of-the-moment birthday gift. Which was a good thing; the gift I'd planned (and still plan) to get her was not going to get here anytime soon - I'll be surprised if it arrives before the end of the year. So I bought the book at the same time as I bought the card.
And back home I went, where I got my workout clothes together and went to the health club. I hadn't done any lifting in almost a month - it showed.
After, I had just enough time to get home and get ready, and head on out to Erin's birthday party. I asked Polonia if she wanted to go - the first answer was no, she didn't feel like going to Erin's house. I explain that the party is at the Radisson South, and she decides that maybe she'd like to go. So she showers, and gets ready, and decides she's not up to going. I head off without her.
I'd been told the party would start at 9:00pm. I arrived at the room around 9:30pm. The room was locked, and no one was there. I cooled my heels for a while, and eventually Joyce showed up. Everyone was up on the 22nd floor watching fireworks. Eventually, the fireworks ended, and people drifted down to the party. There was lots of cake, many pictures of Tom Cruise, meatballs (not Jesus Christ!, though), beer, soda, and quite a number of people. It's amazing how many people will turn out for a birthday party being held in a convention hotel the night before the convention opens...
It was a weird feeling being at the Radisson South the night before Convergence opened. It looked very much like a large number of people were trying to recreate the Minicon of M33. This is sort of odd - from what I know of the people who put on the convention, they're more interested in creating their own convention rather than recreating the gathering of the tribes that was Minicon 33. I don't know if the attempts to resurrect the ghost of Minicon past are being done by the people putting on the convention, or by members of the convention who are too wedded to the dead past. I suspect that it will feel even stranger when I go back for Laurel's birthday party/MnStf party there tonight.
I need to get a card for Laurel, as well as a birthday cake. My movie plans for today aren't going to happen - probably because I stayed up until 4:00am reading Lois Bujold's latest novel.
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Date: 2002-07-05 01:30 pm (UTC)And you enjoy your out-of-town guests, and weekend, as well.