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beamjockey) wrote2004-09-17 06:08 pm
beamjockey) wrote2004-09-17 06:08 pm
Entry tags:
- family,
- fandom,
- hurricanes,
- sf,
- worldcon
Summer of Ought-Four
I should say, lest I go too long without an entry here, that we are back from our triple voyage to Boston, to Woods Hole, and to Detroit.
Worldcon was, as usual, sprawling, riotous, and busy. I saw many friends and rushed by too many others. Made a few new ones.
Woods Hole was a contrast. Hanging out in a beautiful house for days, playing tourist around the seashore, riding bikes, meeting robot submersibles. This was just what K. needed. Our hosts treated us royally; it was very relaxing--
Except for the steady counterpoint of phone calls to Florida. I'm responsible for my mom's house. We'd hoped to put it on the market soon... but then Hurricane Frances came along. Friends and family down there helped, but they had their own problems with evacuation, storm damage, living without electricity and water, and so forth. The house lost a lot of shingles from its roof. Getting a roofer to help was a stroke of luck; we'd been on his schedule to get an estimate from him before the storm hit, so he put us at the head of the line. Now he's put down a layer of stuff which should keep further rain out until he can get the new roof on. Ivan had me biting fingernails for a while there.
Anyway, I think we're okay for now, and we'll go down and work on the house very soon, modulo subsequent hurricanes.
--In Detroit we attended a marvelous party where people swirled around for hours, changing seats and doing nothing but converse with each other. I was really digging it, as you might imagine.
Time to do laundry, and pick up the loose ends of housework we abandoned in the rush to pack.
Worldcon was, as usual, sprawling, riotous, and busy. I saw many friends and rushed by too many others. Made a few new ones.
Woods Hole was a contrast. Hanging out in a beautiful house for days, playing tourist around the seashore, riding bikes, meeting robot submersibles. This was just what K. needed. Our hosts treated us royally; it was very relaxing--
Except for the steady counterpoint of phone calls to Florida. I'm responsible for my mom's house. We'd hoped to put it on the market soon... but then Hurricane Frances came along. Friends and family down there helped, but they had their own problems with evacuation, storm damage, living without electricity and water, and so forth. The house lost a lot of shingles from its roof. Getting a roofer to help was a stroke of luck; we'd been on his schedule to get an estimate from him before the storm hit, so he put us at the head of the line. Now he's put down a layer of stuff which should keep further rain out until he can get the new roof on. Ivan had me biting fingernails for a while there.
Anyway, I think we're okay for now, and we'll go down and work on the house very soon, modulo subsequent hurricanes.
--In Detroit we attended a marvelous party where people swirled around for hours, changing seats and doing nothing but converse with each other. I was really digging it, as you might imagine.
Time to do laundry, and pick up the loose ends of housework we abandoned in the rush to pack.
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