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jaeleslie at 12:21pm on 07/06/2004
jaeleslie at 12:21pm on 07/06/2004I like the kind of plans that form themselves from the flow. Today there are various levels of plans afoot.
1. Making dinner at the same time that I am at the gym in the late afternoon is always a challenge, even when I have not just taken a week off of cooking. So I think the thawed slab o beast should go in the oven on the timer, with some sauce from my magic refrigerator and peeled potatoes, before I leave the house. Some headway on the excess salad supply is anticipated.
2. My calligraphy study group had picked this Friday to meet. I am already set up for papermaking, thanks to studio cleanup for a session with my brother last week, using bleached hemp, and as professionals we will include any desired amendments I have on hand (I am desperately hoping no one will bring any more supplies to add to my hoard). We will show off our latest works, and each of us is also wheeling special plans into place even now for the Art Fair on the Square next month, and can use the usual mutual support and encouragement. Then there is a cool show of very large floral watercolors at Olbrich Gardens, so I was thinking we could have a late Thai lunch (oneish?) on Williamson Street, then go see the paintings and also the Thai Pavilion at Olbrich which is our latest city treasure.
3. Last week I purchased our memberships for the Glasgow Worldcon before the rates went up. Then my mom during her visit gave me lots of info about their usual hotels and amusements on the Isle of Skye, we compared calendars and found substantial overlap. Number One Son is eager to see the Highland Games, heck, he is eager to compete, and wear the kilt, and also eager to go to a worldcon, and he is talking fast & loose about finding some pick-up rugby game somewhere in Britain. I plan to take him to the Tower of London as a precaution, and then Walsall for a dozy Precursor weekend with old pharts like me, then the Games with the grandparental units, then the worldcon where he can make his way among his own age cohorts, then probably back to Skye for more treading of the ancestral homeland of his namesake McAskills. There be jiants in his family history, arrr, why he now towers over me, but the troublemakers mostly left for the colonies... I will take him to as many castles as he can stand and maybe then some. It is all falling into place.
1. Making dinner at the same time that I am at the gym in the late afternoon is always a challenge, even when I have not just taken a week off of cooking. So I think the thawed slab o beast should go in the oven on the timer, with some sauce from my magic refrigerator and peeled potatoes, before I leave the house. Some headway on the excess salad supply is anticipated.
2. My calligraphy study group had picked this Friday to meet. I am already set up for papermaking, thanks to studio cleanup for a session with my brother last week, using bleached hemp, and as professionals we will include any desired amendments I have on hand (I am desperately hoping no one will bring any more supplies to add to my hoard). We will show off our latest works, and each of us is also wheeling special plans into place even now for the Art Fair on the Square next month, and can use the usual mutual support and encouragement. Then there is a cool show of very large floral watercolors at Olbrich Gardens, so I was thinking we could have a late Thai lunch (oneish?) on Williamson Street, then go see the paintings and also the Thai Pavilion at Olbrich which is our latest city treasure.
3. Last week I purchased our memberships for the Glasgow Worldcon before the rates went up. Then my mom during her visit gave me lots of info about their usual hotels and amusements on the Isle of Skye, we compared calendars and found substantial overlap. Number One Son is eager to see the Highland Games, heck, he is eager to compete, and wear the kilt, and also eager to go to a worldcon, and he is talking fast & loose about finding some pick-up rugby game somewhere in Britain. I plan to take him to the Tower of London as a precaution, and then Walsall for a dozy Precursor weekend with old pharts like me, then the Games with the grandparental units, then the worldcon where he can make his way among his own age cohorts, then probably back to Skye for more treading of the ancestral homeland of his namesake McAskills. There be jiants in his family history, arrr, why he now towers over me, but the troublemakers mostly left for the colonies... I will take him to as many castles as he can stand and maybe then some. It is all falling into place.
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