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1. Tonight I drove out to Springfield for Gamefest at The Student Prince with

phi, M., and two excellent people whose online handles I don't know. Next year we're going earlier in the month, because it turns out that by eight o'clock on the last night of February, a great many items have been eighty-sixed from the special menu, but there was still gravlax and paté and alligator tail and I had a plate of game stew with spätzle on the side, full of delicious chunks of venison and bison and elk. People around me were eating things like Hasenpfeffer and pork knuckle and sauerbraten and some kind of schnitzel with mushrooms and cream sauce. There were also some solidly decadent desserts, including a fancy booze milkshake called a Chauvinette, and drinks that we realized were stunningly affordable not because Springfield is cheap, but because Boston is pricey. A great evening. I may live off rice cakes for the rest of the weekend, except that on Sunday I'm singing.

(We were thwarted in our desire to purchase paczki from the Big Y on our way home because the nearest store closed at eleven instead of midnight—in flagrant disregard of their hours listed online—and I can't see myself getting out to western Massachusetts again before March 4th, but we'll just have to make a point of it next year. Or find a Polish bakery in Boston. I bet that could happen.)

2. Rob is out of his cast! And his walking cast! He wore shoes on both feet today for the first time since Christmas! The orthopedic surgeon pronounced him good to go! Now he has no excuse for not helping me take out the trash tomorrow!

3. My poem "The Etruscan Prince" has been accepted by The Cascadia Subduction Zone. The title is deliberate; it came out of last year's discovery of a tomb in Tarquinia and resulting discussion.

I am going to sleep. Tomorrow I hope to visit a print shop. And write.

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People around me were eating things like Hasenpfeffer and pork knuckle and sauerbraten and some kind of schnitzel with mushrooms and cream sauce.

This had me ear wormed first by the king from that Bus Bunny cartoon, then by Bessie Smith singing "Gimme a pig's foot and a bottle of beer," and I'm probably just lucky I got away without the chorus of "The Kelligrew's Soiree" in there. No, brain, I will not go look up that last one to see whether it's "Kelligrews" or "Kettigrews."

This had me ear wormed first by the king from that Bus Bunny cartoon, then by Bessie Smith singing "Gimme a pig's foot and a bottle of beer," and I'm probably just lucky I got away without the chorus of "The Kelligrew's Soiree" in there.

You've got a great brain.

(I think it's "Kelligrews.")

I could wish it weren't so noisy sometimes.

You were so close! Perhaps the very Big Y that you resisted paczki in was the one I bought them in, on my way home from Chicopee. If I had gone through Springfield instead of taking the highway, I would have passed the Student Prince!

I will instruct my past self to wave at past you.

Perhaps the very Big Y that you resisted paczki in was the one I bought them in, on my way home from Chicopee.

I should really remember to tell you the next time I'm going to be in western Massachusetts! We passed the sign for Belchertown on I-90 and I thought of you!

I will instruct my past self to wave at past you.

The future says hello. It's a bit sleepless and wishes it had a couple of days off, but it's glad to see you.

He wore shoes on both feet today for the first time since Christmas!

Hurray! I meant to congratulate Rob in person for being back in shoes, but I somehow forgot.

Hurray! I meant to congratulate Rob in person for being back in shoes, but I somehow forgot.

I shall convey your congratulations. I think we were all kind of reasonably distracted. (BOSTON WHY DOES YOUR BOOZE COST SO MUCH.)

oh, the food.. the food!

Good that Rob is out of his cast .. and using both feet at the same time.. grin.

oh, the food.. the food!

It was pretty amazing food. I kind of need to live off sandwiches for the rest of the week, possibly month, but it was so worth it.

Good that Rob is out of his cast .. and using both feet at the same time.. grin.

He's been very pleased about it. I've enjoyed watching him realize he can just pick something up and carry it.

That Gamefest sounds delicious. Hasenpfeffer I've not had in ages.

I'm sorry you missed the paczki, and I hope some Boston bakery will provide.

I hope all goes very well with your singing tomorrow, and that all is going well with print shops and writing and all the rest.

Glad Rob's out of his cast! Congratulations on your poem's acceptance! That was a very good one.

and that all is going well with print shops and writing and all the rest.

I didn't actually make it to the print shop—I fell over about four hours after I'd gotten up and napped for another two—but there is writing going on, slowly, but actually.

Glad Rob's out of his cast! Congratulations on your poem's acceptance! That was a very good one.

Thank you!

For pączki, try the bakery associated with the Polonia Cafe in South Boston. The Cafe itself is also very good - they have good pierogi and other stuff. There's one in Salem, too. Otherwise your closest bet for good Polish stuff is probably New Britain, CT.
Yay for Rob being cast-free, and for poetry publishing!

For pączki, try the bakery associated with the Polonia Cafe in South Boston. The Cafe itself is also very good - they have good pierogi and other stuff.

I had no idea that existed. Thank you! I will totally try them once I can think about serious food again. (Rice cakes and challah featured prominently today.)

Otherwise your closest bet for good Polish stuff is probably New Britain, CT.

Yeesh. Western Massachusetts is probably a better bet—at least we have friends (and Rob has family) out that way.

Yay for Rob being cast-free, and for poetry publishing!

Thank you! It has been a good day for words around here.

Now you do have at least one friend in the New Britain area! As of today, Other Kenjari and I live in Windsor, CT. :)

Now you do have at least one friend in the New Britain area! As of today, Other Kenjari and I live in Windsor, CT.

Oh! Brilliant! Congratulations on a successful move, also employment in your field!

Shoes! Shakes! Poetry!

Huzzah!

Nine

Huzzah!

It was good.

Oh, congratulations on the sale and Rob's foot being out of the cast. I hope you managed to get writing done, too.

Good luck with the concert!

Oh, congratulations on the sale and Rob's foot being out of the cast. I hope you managed to get writing done, too.

I did! Current story is now 1700 words and counting: I don't imagine it will run much longer, but that's still more substantial than anything since "The Boatman's Cure." I am trying not to kill it or take it as too much of an omen.

Good luck with the concert!

Thank you! It went well. My voice was a little blunted from winter dryness and what feels like the ever-lingering rags of a cold, but I was happy with my performances. People said nice things to me and I did not have to deal with anyone difficult.

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Brilliant stuff! I'd love to beta-read it if you're willing.

I'd love to beta-read it if you're willing.

I will cheerfully send it to you when it's finished. I have no idea how it's going to turn out. I'm just hoping it does!

I am glad that one has a home!

I am glad that one has a home!

Thank you! I'm really happy about it.

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