Friday Work from home in the morning. Confirm that the detailed list of What My Group Is Doing is suitable for my boss to pass on to his boss. Do…
Friday
Work from home in the morning. Confirm that the detailed list of What My Group Is Doing is suitable for my boss to pass on to his boss. Do other Important Stuff.
Pack a carry-on suitcase.
Fly off to California for my step-nephew’s wedding. Borrow a car from my in-laws to drive up to my parents, go to the Rehearsal Dinner, chit-chat and socialize.
Be lonely because Margie and Katherine are staying at home (though Margie is hosting the week’s D&D game, and happens to have two attack cats, an alarm system, and a big baseball bat, in case any of my readers Get Any Funny Ideas. Trust me. You do not want to cross Margie. Think “mother bear” and “cub,” and do some newspaper searches. It will not be pretty.
Saturday
Sleep in. Glorious sleep. Wonderful, wonderful sleep.
In reality, spontaneously awaken, even though dead tired, at 5:30 a.m.
Feel guilty that Margie has to take care of Kitten by herself.
Socialize with the ‘Rents. Work on their computer to do whatever their computer needs at the moment. Tie in to e-mail and blog briefly (since they have only one line).
Sunday
Go to church with my folks, most like.
Step-nephew’s wedding. Socialize.
Monday
Sleep in.
Fly home mid-day.
Check office mail so that I can claim I worked a few hours, since I am going to be very tight on vacation time come the Holidays.
It’s going to be a very odd trip, this being the first time I’ve been off with family without Margie in many, many years.
During the downtime I have various ambitious plans, including prep for my game the following weekend, reading, and playing lots of Quake. Or maybe I’ll be social, which would be a nice change.
>…a big baseball bat, in case any of my readers Get Any Funny Ideas…
Add a “Frelling” in there and it could be a GAFFI stick! Heh.
Too bad you’re not going to be out my way on your trip to the ol’ stomping grounds. I could give you a copy of that “Dungeons and Masters” tape!
Well them Guvviment types have done and invented this new “Yoo Ess Mail Service” thang. I don’t trust it, t’be honest, but y’might consider it, mebbe.
You mean you’d actually trust me with your address?!? Hmm…
I mean, “Good idea! Yeah! Give me your address!” (The comics are in your basement, right?)