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_{He sails from world to world in a flying tomb, serving gods who eat hope.}

Turns out  we already had a sitter for Saturday night.  You all provided the thing to do. 

Set my attendance probability to zero. Saturday afternoon plans are back to evening ones, unfortunately.

Sunday will find me online as usual, and otherwise recovering from total failure to pause the world.

I'll just say what I forgot to note in the previous diary, that I now want johnny to have a character in one of his stories named Greatest Common Factor (or, failing that, a story by bo with the same character, though I imagine that would be a very different story).

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"Late to the party" is the new "ahead of the curve" -- CRwM

I'm in CA now and will be travelling to CO Saturday.

It's been a few years now since I've joined the Empire Gardens club, even though I'm a charter member.  I would like to see yz all again.

Please try to schedule our next get-together for sometime when I'm in our Commonwealth.
... this is dreamworld after all... it isn't? Shit.

I just called the bar to be sure they could deal with a crowd like us. No prob, but we're lucky...

Turns out the circus is performing across the street at the Garden, starting at seven. So the pre-show crowd should drain out of the bar before we arrive, likewise at seven.

If you're bringing a car, you might want to park it at a T station someplace (Riverside out west, or Wellington a bit north, for example) and ride a train to North Station.

And it would probably be politic not to be leaving just as the circus is letting out. I'm not for staying particularly late anyway (lightweight in the alcohol department; up early the next morning for the church choir gig thing).

See ya'll tomorrow!

Power up your flaming yo-yos already! --StackyMcRacky

This week has been rough enough that I might even try to keep up with ad hoc in the beer department.

Now to other things I've let slide all week...

Turns out I'll be there, barring maritime mishaps.

We saw the masts of a ketch sunk in our usual sailing waters. Spooky.

"I don't have time for martial law, I have to get to the gym!" zarathus

I'm sick.  My five-year-old has been sick the last two days.  And it looks like I've caught it.  Since I would  like to  be able  to go to work on Monday I won't be going out tonight.  Well,  that  and I would  rather not get  you all  sick.

Something's come up and  I'm not going to be able to make it. Sorry for the late notice. But if I can get this crap done early enough, I'll see if I can drop by to see if anyone is still there.
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Heat, pressure, and time: the three things that make a diamond also make a waffle.