Potlatch BeginsSurrealism is revolutionary because it is a return to the beginning of all beginnings. Thursday, February 24, 2000
Chip was back in the office today, after a week in Maui on a family vacation. Rex (one of our commentators who was visiting for lunch with Chip) and I looked at the pictures from the trip -- what a gorgeous place! Chip even got to take a helicopter ride around the island.
For some reason, this entry is still getting hits above background levels, and I don't know why. I did do some extra linking in it, to various weblog folks I'd been writing to about this or that. But why would that cause the extra hits, when I don't think any of them linked to that entry (which I didn't expect)? Over the years, some entries get consistent hits because they are linked on popular sites (like this Jerkcity page), or because the main heading is popular in search engines (Naked Ladies, Dirty) but I don't see either of those as factors in this case.
Tonight was really the first event of the convention. I drove over to Jane and Vonda's house to participate in the packet-stuffing work party and spaghetti dinner, which is traditionally held the Thursday before the convention. I was glad to see Vonda! She's been doing a teaching fellowship at Evergreen College in Olympia, so she hasn't been around while we've been having so many meetings and parties at her place. A lot of setup had been done the night before. All of the stuff to be stuffed was laid out in two long rows, on either side of a very long table, with the plastic bags to hold it all at the end. I ended up taking the job of holding the plastic bags open, so the other workers could dump the things in without too much trouble or dropping. We've got some very good things! Miriam worked hard on asking for donations during the past six months or so. Each convention member will get the program book, a local restaurant and bookstore guide, two paperback books, a science fiction magazine (not all members get this, since not that many copies were donated), a vitamin C drop and a safe-sex kit, along with various flyers, coupons, magnets, bookmarks, and more that I'm forgetting. The assembly line was very efficient, and it only took about an hour to do two hundred packets. While we were working, some of the con members who are already here came from the hotel -- Allison Scott and Pam Wells, along with their consorts and Allison's three-year-old daughter. They'd come from England, and were exhausted, but pitched in and helped anyway, even the little girl! The spaghetti was good and satisfying, though Jane puts a fearful amount of garlic in the garlic bread! I got caught up on Kate's household situation -- she'd had a terrible plumbing emergency last weekend, but all is stable now. I ended up giving Pam and her husband (I'll get his name by the end of the weekend, I promise) a ride back to the hotel on my way home. I'm really looking forward to the convention! (I keep typing it as conventino, which would mean "a little convent," I guess.) So many good friends will be there; I expect to be talking and working non-stop!
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