Home Again

Driving is a spectacular form of amnesia. Everything is to be discovered, everything to be obliterated.
-- Jean Baudrillard

Monday, November 13, 2000
One year ago: Orycon II
Two years ago: Orycon I
Three years ago: Dance Marathon

I'd agreed to take Jack to his work this morning, because he'd dropped his car off to be repaired on Saturday. But when I tried to wake him at a quarter to five, he declined to get up! He decided that he needed to sleep more, and would take the bus to work, later.

So I left a bit earlier than I would have otherwise. I do like that early morning drive -- few other pesky cars out there to bug me. The road is mine! I can turn on the cruise control and enjoy myself. I made good time, and got to work by six thirty, including a stop at McDonalds drive thru for a steak bagel.

My plan to shower at work was foiled, though -- I'd left my soap and shampoo in Jack's shower. Phooey! So my coworkers were treated to the sight of my greasy head.

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I took a hot, fragrant bath when I got home, preparing to go dancing in the evening. I had a grand time at the Greenwood dance! I met Michael, who was visiting from Boston, and enjoyed dancing with him. I recommended him as a partner to several other follows. I asked him about the Swingin' Speakeasy, a Boston-based discussion group that I follow, but he said (imagine!) that after being on the computer all day at work, he didn't enjoy using it in his free time.