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Threw my bad fortune off the top of a tall building
We are home. Or we are at least stationary in Somerville, where a cat is making his presence known. My grandfather's yahrzeit is tomorrow, so I am driving to Maine with the rest of my family for the unveiling. After which I will not move for several days.
This is the worst thing that happened to me all trip: I was overcharged two dollars for my hot chocolate at the Starbucks in the St. Louis airport. I have some regrets that we didn't have a full day to wander around the Magic Kingdom, but on the other hand all the rides we really wanted were indoor attractions and that was the only day it rained. I would have liked if Disney hadn't been shockingly more expensive than Universal, I'm sorry, having two more parks doesn't explain it. It would have been nice if I'd managed to program "The Rainbow Connection" into the Rockit. These are immaterial things. I rode ten coasters and ate brilliant food and drank things on fire and walked miles everywhere and slept terribly now that I look back over my posts (this morning at four o'clock: some kind of deep juddering noise in the wall that got through my earplugs on a frequency that really hurt and couldn't be blocked even with pillows over my head, so I didn't sleep until it stopped as inexplicably as it had begun and I still have no idea what it was), but it didn't seem to matter. I read Kim Newman's Professor Moriarty: The Hound of the D'Urbervilles and Mary Renault's North Face and Leo Marks' Between Silk and Cyanide again.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
derspatchel and I have been west of the Mississippi together.
I may have some more thoughtful reactions as the next few days fall out, but at the moment I think what I am feeling is exhausted happiness.
I am fine with that.
This is the worst thing that happened to me all trip: I was overcharged two dollars for my hot chocolate at the Starbucks in the St. Louis airport. I have some regrets that we didn't have a full day to wander around the Magic Kingdom, but on the other hand all the rides we really wanted were indoor attractions and that was the only day it rained. I would have liked if Disney hadn't been shockingly more expensive than Universal, I'm sorry, having two more parks doesn't explain it. It would have been nice if I'd managed to program "The Rainbow Connection" into the Rockit. These are immaterial things. I rode ten coasters and ate brilliant food and drank things on fire and walked miles everywhere and slept terribly now that I look back over my posts (this morning at four o'clock: some kind of deep juddering noise in the wall that got through my earplugs on a frequency that really hurt and couldn't be blocked even with pillows over my head, so I didn't sleep until it stopped as inexplicably as it had begun and I still have no idea what it was), but it didn't seem to matter. I read Kim Newman's Professor Moriarty: The Hound of the D'Urbervilles and Mary Renault's North Face and Leo Marks' Between Silk and Cyanide again.
derspatchel and I have been west of the Mississippi together.I may have some more thoughtful reactions as the next few days fall out, but at the moment I think what I am feeling is exhausted happiness.
I am fine with that.
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Your grandfather was a mensch. His memory for a blessing.
Nine
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You have so! He didn't bring them to dinner at Asmara! (And the Provost doesn't wear them.)
Your grandfather was a mensch. His memory for a blessing.
I will bring his grave a stone from the sea.