In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
2009 is starting out almost as surreal as 2008 was... I'm sitting in Rich and Manda's friend Christina's hospital room, while Manda does reiki on Christina – and the baby in the womb – while Christina's husband Peter describes in detail to Rich a Facebook assassination game.
At Vafa's party, i got compliments on how i was dressed, which never happens, so I was confused – some combination of wearing suit pants, I guess, people assumed I was trying and they should say something, and a dress shirt, decently fitting blue sweater, and G's corduroy jacket.
My hair looked as good as it has long but it still could use, uh, styling or something.
Ariah and Doug and Kathryn and Alex are sacked out in Dan and Shannon's living room after I drove them all here in the van, from Vafa's rocking party, where beiruit and rock band and some cards and a great deal of wandering around and drinking (none for me after the first hour or so of arriving) and a great time was had by all.
Happy New Year!
Very good movie (and very good company! I was the guest of Larry and Rosalind and Ian and Anjali and Henry, and I took Wendy's ticket– I saw her where we met up at California Pizza Kitchen.)
I was surprised to recognize words spoken by the main characters in the beginning, before realizing that though in India, as Muslims, they were speaking Arabic (which shares a lot of words with Hebrew... not that I know much Hebrew).
Latika (pronounced LAH-tih-kah)
Fantastic. I can't believe it's been since her wedding that I last saw Eliana!
So, my first seeing of the baby.
They want my wedding photos that I took so many of and from everywhere.
Intense scrabble game with Nate and folk.
[Two consecutive browser crashes managed to take out the original notes eventually, so I'm trying to remember almost a month later. Post is backdated.] Details – and names and such I had written down – are fuzzy but the day was great.
We don't have any more food, so I'm going to drink some more beer.
– Dan
Evening in Boston with Manda, Dan, Shannon, and Kathleen, who probably still doesn't get what Noam Chomsky is all about since the format had no exposition, just Noam's latest thoughts on the election and questions, and the audio wasn't great.
Billed as a Drupal learning day, not so much Drupal got done yesterday, but we had fun hanging out— Manda, Kathleen, and I, and for a while each also Veronica, Grandpa, and Mom as well as, of course, the dogs: Kathleen's Taedyn, Zelda, and grandpa's Rusty). We missed Anjali though, who couldn't make it– early Thanksgiving dinner.
Fantastic time for me, of course, spending time with a couple beautiful, brilliant people.
me: Animated emoticons. How did we live without them?
Stacey and Cathy in unison: I don't know!
Great to see Heather again. It had been far too long.
Day all-in-all fairly successful.
Fixed an issue on Syracuse Cultural Workers, ran Zelda, took a shower, made hummus, and made it to the train on time.
The train then proceeded to be 15 minutes late.
Vegan meetup was interesting. Met Maynard Clark in person for the first time. The café well out there in Brookline, a decent hike away from the C Green line Coolidge Corner stop.