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Serendipity...
Sep. 1st, 2011 07:28 pmI had planned to borrow a car from Drew earlier in the week so I could run some errands of my own—chief among them being getting Shiloh revaccinated—so when I called him this morning, thinking to suggest combining a trip to the store with my dropping him off at work, I was not prepared for the response: Drew, Shannon, and Mathew came by with both cars, with the idea of leaving me one and going back home. That was very thoughtful of them, I thought.
Then it occurred to me that there were no pressing assignments on the plate, so I raised the question of whether Mathew would like to spend some time with his "papa" (his name for his grandfather) and help me go shopping, take Shiloh to the doctor, and maybe go look for some mushrooms.
And so it was we found ourselves soon after in our town's McDonald's. Mathew had the "hash browns" from my burrito breakfast, a yogurt parfait, and some milk. As I looked around, I noticed the place was packed, and there were perhaps three people (Mathew one of them) in the dining room who were younger than I am. Go figure. At least everyone seemed to be having a pleasant time over breakfast.
Shopping was shopping, and the time flew by so quickly, there was no time to stop by the house to drop off the groceries. We drove directly to the vet's, where Mathew helped keep Shiloh calm:
After the vet's, we dropped off the groceries and took off for the post office, where I sent Galina a key she is going to need. Then we took on a sawbuck's worth of gas and headed out for "Site Lima," which is my code for the place I first saw lobster mushrooms. It has been raining pretty steadily in the afternoons for about the past ten days, and I figured I'd take a look.
Mathew learned about lobster mushrooms today. The first bunch we found was a bit old and worm-eaten, but the rest were prime specimens. I estimate we picked about a kilo-and-a-half of lobsters. Curiously enough, there was not the least sign of any other mushrooms in the area. Here's what I kept for myself after splitting the take with my partner:
On the way home, we detoured down "Shaggy Way" and although we drove through some primo mushroom environment—shady, moist, temperate—there was not a shaggy (or the remains of a shaggy) to be found.
Upon returning home, I attempted to wake my Acer but instead it offered me a boot prompt, suggesting something was not quite right. Upon booting, I was presented with the Blue Screen of Death, and again the same after turning the computer off and cold booting. This made me just a bit nervous, as I had neglected to back up the file I must send off tomorrow before putting the machine to sleep (the latest backup is at around 80% complete, with no despeckling).
Before mashing down the panic button for real, however, I recalled that sometimes, the Acer seems to act a bit confused, particularly with monitors plugged into both the VGA and the HDMA ports, do I pulled everything out from all of the ports and tried rebooting. Success!!
It has been a marvelous day. It really has.
Cheers...
Then it occurred to me that there were no pressing assignments on the plate, so I raised the question of whether Mathew would like to spend some time with his "papa" (his name for his grandfather) and help me go shopping, take Shiloh to the doctor, and maybe go look for some mushrooms.
And so it was we found ourselves soon after in our town's McDonald's. Mathew had the "hash browns" from my burrito breakfast, a yogurt parfait, and some milk. As I looked around, I noticed the place was packed, and there were perhaps three people (Mathew one of them) in the dining room who were younger than I am. Go figure. At least everyone seemed to be having a pleasant time over breakfast.
Shopping was shopping, and the time flew by so quickly, there was no time to stop by the house to drop off the groceries. We drove directly to the vet's, where Mathew helped keep Shiloh calm:
After the vet's, we dropped off the groceries and took off for the post office, where I sent Galina a key she is going to need. Then we took on a sawbuck's worth of gas and headed out for "Site Lima," which is my code for the place I first saw lobster mushrooms. It has been raining pretty steadily in the afternoons for about the past ten days, and I figured I'd take a look.
Mathew learned about lobster mushrooms today. The first bunch we found was a bit old and worm-eaten, but the rest were prime specimens. I estimate we picked about a kilo-and-a-half of lobsters. Curiously enough, there was not the least sign of any other mushrooms in the area. Here's what I kept for myself after splitting the take with my partner:
On the way home, we detoured down "Shaggy Way" and although we drove through some primo mushroom environment—shady, moist, temperate—there was not a shaggy (or the remains of a shaggy) to be found.
Upon returning home, I attempted to wake my Acer but instead it offered me a boot prompt, suggesting something was not quite right. Upon booting, I was presented with the Blue Screen of Death, and again the same after turning the computer off and cold booting. This made me just a bit nervous, as I had neglected to back up the file I must send off tomorrow before putting the machine to sleep (the latest backup is at around 80% complete, with no despeckling).
Before mashing down the panic button for real, however, I recalled that sometimes, the Acer seems to act a bit confused, particularly with monitors plugged into both the VGA and the HDMA ports, do I pulled everything out from all of the ports and tried rebooting. Success!!
It has been a marvelous day. It really has.
Cheers...
