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Back from Minicon: very good programming, excellent music. Saw old friends; made (I believe) new ones. Banished scurvy from premises. Observed shakiness of Whedon’s pacing. Hiro Frumentius visibly larger on our return; ditto the Macdonalds’ Drunken Lady rose. Having spent one night at home, Patrick now leaves for a week of publishing business in London.
Wonderful to see you again in Mpls!
Get a load of this. The tone is pitch-perfect.
Welcome back home.
I am curious about the banishment of scurvy from the premises. May we have details?
That scurvy is pervasive -- glad to know you're keeping on top of it.
I'm sorry that I once again skipped it. One of these years, I'll actually go...
...although the RL Paul Weimer experience is not as thrilling or exciting as the online one.
The scurvy banishment was very tasty, though it also banishes sobriety and certain social inhibitions. And ditto the bit about new friends.
It was indeed an excellent Minicon full of wonderful conversations with people I'd like to spend much more time talking to in future. Both old friends and, like you, good hopes for new ones.
The scurvy cure is amazing. Is there a write-up of how to make it anywhere? I looked, but have not found, though perhaps that's just the after-effects (Of either it or the con. Not entirely sure how to tell.)
According to Radio Times, the new Doctor Who episode on Saturday is sandwiched between two 'live' programs, and if the soccer match runs into 'extra time' DW will be cancelled.
However, there is a repeat of The Shakespeare Code on Friday night, on the BBC's digital channel BBC3 at 21:00.
Welcome home. Wish my brief time in the Grande Pomme had intersected with you guys, but alas, no. Glad you had a good Minicon.
Oh, coincidence, I will be in London too. :-) If he fancies a beer, there's a locked post on my LJ with my contact details.
In case I didn't say so already: Thanks for your compliments about programming.
Finally, the mystery of the enormous wait for burritos at odd times, at my favorite joint, is revealed!
They know that we’re phoning in their order to Mountain View the moment they walk in the door, and they know we’ve done everything in our power to keep them from waiting. A lot of restaurants are happy racking up a few days’ supply in the burrito cellar, but that’s not the same as getting a fresh burrito straight from the tunnel - you can taste the difference.
Mountain View is home to Burrito Real and La Costena Market. They're busy filling the Burrito Tunnel at New York City dining times.
You made quite an impression on PZ Myers. Apparently there was a live disemvowelling.
The scurvy cure triumphs again! Huzzah!
Teresa, it was nice to briefly meet both you and Patrick. The music room on Sunday was wonderful; wish I could have spent more time there and at the panels. Oh, well, maybe another year when I'm not working the con.
You and Patrick are doing God's work against scurvy. Bless you, kind souls. Bless you.
Interestingly, I was just talking about roses with my sweetie, and thought about you, Teresa. I know I don't actively join in the occasional rose geekery around here but that's because I'm fairly ignorant about them in general, rather than any disinterest in roses, which I adore in many, many, many varieties and plan to put a section of my future yard to use in growing.
It's still a future yard, alas, but it always contains roses when it's discussed. It also contains snapdragons, a small pond or a fountain if the pond isn't feasible, and a willow tree. If large enough it shall also contain a gazebo adorned with morning glories. If not, those can go on a fence. And one section will be dedicated to growing vegetables, to include tomatoes and peppers for sure.
Anytime you wish to write more about roses is fine by me. I need educated.
April to-doing and froing:
When April comes, we long for the sweet rain
to refresh the brown grass and turn it green;
we worry about flies and so set up the screen,
although we acknowledge it to be a royal pain.
At the same time we sweat and grunt and strain
for tax day is soon coming and we've all seen
that doing our taxes will cause endless spleen,
but still we've got to file them, that is plain.
The warmth of March meant that we could set out
some herbs and flowers, hoping for an early crop,
but then we got the cold and all that frost.
March was dry, but, truly, there was no drought;
and with the cold, we saw our vain hopes drop
still we will plant again despite the cost.
The obvious scurvy defense is a margarita, no?
(And if Teresa consumes too many, does she start speaking/typing Old Spanish?)
Speaking Old Spanish would be the result of drinking too much sherry, surely? En Xerez con la nobleza, los ricoshombres y ricashembras, beviendo vino añexo...
Well, Fragano, just what linguistic Old Thing would you link to the margarita? Mayan and Aztec are a trifle obscure, and I shouldn't think even my former colleagues who do the yearly Maya Meetings have Mayan keyboards.
joann #21: Well, I would hope it wouldn't involve Mel Gibson.... But it could involve milpa...
Vodka for the Polack--brandy for the old--
Sherry for the Spaniard, counting Inca gold,
"Good!" said the Dragon, standing at his wheel,
"But Scrumpy--Warm Scrumpy--has bits of apple peel!"
So he made invasion. 'gainst the King of Spain,
Taking of his treasure, burning ships again.
"Fly!" cried the Spaniard, leaving of his wine,
"Scrumpy!" roared the Dragon, "Scrumpy, gold, and kine!"
The King of Spain was angered, his beard was filled with smoke,
As Drake returned to Devon, to stow the pelf he took.
As summer turned to autumn, a fleet did sail from Spain,
To ravage all of England, and end poor Lizzie's reign
Fragano, thank you for causing me to clear up (via looking up) the meaning of "Milpitas". Local legend had always been something to do with a chicken. Note that nowhere in the WikiP discussion of milpa do I see agave or lime ... just avocado, which I've got to say I've never had *in* a drink--just real near it.
Was great to see both you and Patrick, and thank you for accepting being drafted to moderate our panel with dignity and aplomb. Two things any panel that I sit on is badly in need of. Also, thank you for the music party invite. I haven't had that much fun playing in quite some time. Wish I hadn't had to duck out early, but time, tide, and preschool wait for no man.
Dave Bell #23: You have most definitely kippled (although the subject matter is more Newbolt than Kipling).
joann #24: Of course, if you're a milpero after a hard day you'd want some pulque.
It's not that Drake's Drum wakes him up that's the dangerous thing: it's that the Captain comes on deck with a hangover, and then you just poijnt him at the enemy ship making the most noise.
Bill @ #1: I've forwarded the Burrito Tunnel link to two different mailing lists now. It's inexorably wonderful.
It was really great to have you both back at Minicon-- I've missed you!
Thanks again for the fab Tor music party and for being on so much programming (wish I'd been able to make it to more of it). Was also great to hear Patrick play with Charles & Mary Ann at their concert and to hear him in the music parties.
Dave Bell #28: Hmm. Not a bad approach ('Captin, art tha vomitin' below?')
Or even:
For if the Dons sight Devon, I'll quit the bars of heaven
And vomit in the Channel, as I did so long ago.
Local legend had always been something to do with a chicken.
I love that sentence even more now that I've taken it out of context.
It was nice to see you guys in person again! I'm sorry I missed the Tor music party, but my ankles were up to +4 pitting edema by then and I spent the night in bed with my feet up on pillows. Grump.
Biodinamico?
And the exact same post, word for word, has appeared in 2,560 other blogs....