Not enuf piano practicing was done this last week, it's going to hurt at Mr Henry's tomorrow evening.
Early this evening, I gave kespernorth a ride down to SeaTac to pick up chemicallace, and then back up to his place. I'm glad she was able to make it, it was sounding for a while like she was going to be trapped on campus over the holidays.
I am becoming convienced that the "approach security" of airports is not to actually provide actual security. It's a jobs program for more cops, and is also a deceitful way to try to force people into the parking structures, where I would have to pay for two hours of parking, when I really only needed 20 minutes worth. Assholes, all of them.
A couple of nibs and converters are in the kitchen being cleaned. The cats *hate* the ultrasonic cleaner. Which means they're all in the bedroom, hunched on the bed.