Things We Learned in Albuquerque
Here I am, back home again. I did have access to computers in Albuquerque, but both of them were V-e-r-y S-l-o-w and annoyed me. So I didn't use them.
Things I learned:
1) Do NOT go on vacation with a paper you've got to finish, even if you know the computer you're going to borrow has WordPad, and you've saved the paper in RichText, because you do not know but what the program might decide on a whim not to recognize RichText created on another computer, even though it will recognize RichText if you laboriously retype the whole damn thing.
2) Be very careful whilst packing knitting projects, if indeed you are also trying to make sure you have everything you need to finish a paper which absolutely MUST be off in the email, because you might very well forget the set of double-pointed needles you need to work the sleeves on your Oriental Flower cardigan, and then there you'll be, won't you, and you'll have to spend much more of your time reading trash than you normally would.
3) 6 and 7 are good ages at which to see Carlsbad Caverns, but if you are 5, you will have a little breakdown when, after arriving at the snackbar far below ground, you discover that your Dad and your Auntie Anne and Uncle Sam think it's a good idea to go and see a whole honkin' lot more cave features, which look to you pretty much like the other ones, which, as far as you are concerned, got boring after the first five minutes.
4) Also, if you are 5, you are not going to like driving from Albuquerque to Carlsbad one day and then back the next (our total: 14 hours), even if you do get to stop in Lincoln to see a hole in the wall where a bullet from Billy the Kid's gun once was, only somebody chiseled it out already.
Apparently, my nephew (the 5 year old member of the party) still loves me and wishes to see me again, though if you mention getting in the car and driving for a long time he's pretty adamant about refusing.
And I'm glad to report that we did not set Albuquerque on fire -- and nobody else did either, at least not while we were there, though Taos was watching flames get closer, and still is. Very dry. Very very hot.
Now, I'm back in the saddle -- spent most of my work time getting rid of spam. Spent most of last night throwing out catalogs.
Yes. Good to be home.
Things I learned:
1) Do NOT go on vacation with a paper you've got to finish, even if you know the computer you're going to borrow has WordPad, and you've saved the paper in RichText, because you do not know but what the program might decide on a whim not to recognize RichText created on another computer, even though it will recognize RichText if you laboriously retype the whole damn thing.
2) Be very careful whilst packing knitting projects, if indeed you are also trying to make sure you have everything you need to finish a paper which absolutely MUST be off in the email, because you might very well forget the set of double-pointed needles you need to work the sleeves on your Oriental Flower cardigan, and then there you'll be, won't you, and you'll have to spend much more of your time reading trash than you normally would.
3) 6 and 7 are good ages at which to see Carlsbad Caverns, but if you are 5, you will have a little breakdown when, after arriving at the snackbar far below ground, you discover that your Dad and your Auntie Anne and Uncle Sam think it's a good idea to go and see a whole honkin' lot more cave features, which look to you pretty much like the other ones, which, as far as you are concerned, got boring after the first five minutes.
4) Also, if you are 5, you are not going to like driving from Albuquerque to Carlsbad one day and then back the next (our total: 14 hours), even if you do get to stop in Lincoln to see a hole in the wall where a bullet from Billy the Kid's gun once was, only somebody chiseled it out already.
Apparently, my nephew (the 5 year old member of the party) still loves me and wishes to see me again, though if you mention getting in the car and driving for a long time he's pretty adamant about refusing.
And I'm glad to report that we did not set Albuquerque on fire -- and nobody else did either, at least not while we were there, though Taos was watching flames get closer, and still is. Very dry. Very very hot.
Now, I'm back in the saddle -- spent most of my work time getting rid of spam. Spent most of last night throwing out catalogs.
Yes. Good to be home.
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