Done yesterday (20110325 Fr)

[mdlbear]

0325 Fr
  * up 7:45; W=196.8; drugs, nose, teeth; dishes, coffee, light
  * 15min: minor tweakery in tg/Lyrics
  * noon: Brad's going away lunch - meet 11:50 in lobby to carpool
    Vito's NY Trattoria, 90 Skyport Dr, Ste 170.  $30; tasty Italian.
  & got well and truly soaked walking back with Brad.  Luckily no electronics
    damage (that's showed up so far).
  * Brad's last day before he goes over to Google.  We've been working
    together for 10 years.
  @ the cat & dragon rag - Bullying  Why Bully Victims Suffer in Silence
  * make Baycon hotel reservation
    https://resweb.passkey.com/Resweb.do?mode=welcome_ei_new&eventID=2718064
  * 7:30 Cirque at HP Pavillion.  Quidam.
    Darkish, very baffling; the audience-interaction parts painful.  But the
    acrobatics!  Oh, my!
  @ cute pair of boobies
  * bath 11:30; % very sore and tired
  % slept badly; slightly queasy.  Possibly from the sushi at HPP?
    more likely mild flu, judging from my symptoms Saturday am

A very mixed day, all things considered. The going-away lunch for my long-time (a decade) coworker and friend Brad was very tasty, and I managed to find the one dish on the menu that had fish and no pasta. Yum. An improvement in the weather persuaded us to walk back. That turned out to have been a mistake; we were both well-and-truly drenched by the time we got back to the office.

My supposedly-waterproof jacket was still soaked by the time I headed out to the evening's big event, Cirque du Soleil's Quidam. It was very, very beautiful -- breathtaking in spots. Also very incomprehensible -- which I'm told is not an unusual view at all. The parts where they brought people up from the audience were, as in Zumanity in Las Vegas, uncomfortable for me to watch. I have no idea whether that's unusual. On the whole, highly worthwhile.

I think my favorite parts were the diabolos, the cloud swing and the final banquine. And there were a lot of haunting little vignettes, as well.

By the time I got ready to take a bath and go to bed around 11:30 I was aching all over. I'm inclined to blame something flu-like. I am presently emulating a vegetable. A vegetable cruelly ripped out of its bed, parboiled in something slimy, and awaiting the masher. But a vegetable.

Links include bullying and boobies. I expect the latter to garner more than the usual amount of comment spam, but I couldn't resist.

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[mdlbear]

*hugs* Thanks.