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I have a schedule. How did that happen?
Today, I have an appointment with the Boston Passport Agency. My passport expired in February; I am going out of the country within fourteen days; I have a packet of paperwork and a book to wait with. This evening, I meet![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kenjari for the Post-Meridian Radio Players' Big Broadcast of 1946. Somehow I failed to notice until last night that this year's Byfar Hour is riffing on Arsenic and Old Lace, the play whose Capra-directed film adaptation introduced me to Peter Lorre, Raymond Massey, and Cary Grant (although not Edward Everett Horton, since I'm always surprised to see him there): I am looking forward. Tonight, I dream of sleeping.
Tomorrow, I catch a plane to D.C. I haven't seenstrange_selkie and darthrami since December, which is only exceeded in stupidity by the fact that I haven't properly met my godchild. Feeling her kick at a baby shower doesn't count.
Saturday, assuming I haven't disintegrated from lack of sleep, I attend Jon Stewart's Rally to Restore Sanity. I hope also to see B. while I'm in the area.
Either Sunday or Monday, I return from D.C. in some fashion still to be determined. I have a round-trip reservation, but it may need to be altered for logistical reasons. If Sunday, I hand out Halloween candy in Lexington.If Monday, I observe the same ritual in Rockville. I return on Sunday. I blame the Boston Passport Agency.
Tuesday I am a responsible citizen and I vote.
I collapse for a few days.
Next Friday, Tosca at the Boston Lyric Opera withfleurdelis28 and sharhaun. I get up the next morning and fly to Vancouver. Admittedly I saw Mike as recently as August, but he's lived in Canada for the last three years and I have not yet managed to visit him; I'll be returning on Veterans' Day. Hence today's procurement of a passport, which I should stop writing about and go accomplish.
After that, I imagine I don't move for a few weeks.
Today, I have an appointment with the Boston Passport Agency. My passport expired in February; I am going out of the country within fourteen days; I have a packet of paperwork and a book to wait with. This evening, I meet
kenjari for the Post-Meridian Radio Players' Big Broadcast of 1946. Somehow I failed to notice until last night that this year's Byfar Hour is riffing on Arsenic and Old Lace, the play whose Capra-directed film adaptation introduced me to Peter Lorre, Raymond Massey, and Cary Grant (although not Edward Everett Horton, since I'm always surprised to see him there): I am looking forward. Tonight, I dream of sleeping.Tomorrow, I catch a plane to D.C. I haven't seen
strange_selkie and darthrami since December, which is only exceeded in stupidity by the fact that I haven't properly met my godchild. Feeling her kick at a baby shower doesn't count.Saturday, assuming I haven't disintegrated from lack of sleep, I attend Jon Stewart's Rally to Restore Sanity. I hope also to see B. while I'm in the area.
Either Sunday or Monday, I return from D.C. in some fashion still to be determined. I have a round-trip reservation, but it may need to be altered for logistical reasons. If Sunday, I hand out Halloween candy in Lexington.
Tuesday I am a responsible citizen and I vote.
I collapse for a few days.
Next Friday, Tosca at the Boston Lyric Opera with
fleurdelis28 and sharhaun. I get up the next morning and fly to Vancouver. Admittedly I saw Mike as recently as August, but he's lived in Canada for the last three years and I have not yet managed to visit him; I'll be returning on Veterans' Day. Hence today's procurement of a passport, which I should stop writing about and go accomplish.After that, I imagine I don't move for a few weeks.
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No, Worldcon is this weekend in Columbus, Ohio. Wish Eric luck—Readercon is up for a World Fantasy Award!
And enjoy the rally, if you do go. (I saw little clips of Obama on the Jon Stewart show this morning and enjoyed them.)
I'm planning on it!
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Sovay's answer
(a) If I told you, I would have to kill you.
(b) I'm gathering gold for my true love's crossbow
(c)
Good luck to Eric, for sure!
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My friend Mike is the cantor for a synagogue there. He's visited Boston twice since he moved, but I've never been to see him in Vancouver, partly because his schedule is ludicrous and partly because I have no money. A solution to these issues coincided pleasingly earlier this fall and so I'll be spending five days in B.C. I think it will be a lot of fun.
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I will imagine you singing together.