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Here’s a pretty little building in a pretty little clearing in a beautiful big forest. The fact that it’s a restroom has no bearing on the situation. It’s still Great Art. Picture taken at Anthony Chabot Regional Park. Part of my famous Camping series.

Busy, busy, busy. Worked like a camel, only with less spitting. But the smell was pretty much the same.

But let’s talk about the weekend first, shall we? There were predictions made on Friday, and my Loyal Readers are doubtless on pins and needles to know how it turned out.

First, the not-unexpected bad news: I didn’t work on the rocket launcher. Maybe next weekend. Doggone it.

As discussed previously, the organ recital Friday evening was beautiful, and Loyal Reader Number Two gave a fantastic performance. We received word before we left home that there was a large accident on the freeway that haf traffic backed way up, so we decided to get there on the back roads.

It didn’t work exactly to plan, but we got there, and we got to explore some nice back roads. And plenty of them. If it hadn’t been dark already, there might have been some nice scenery.

Anyway. We picked up Loyal Reader Number Twelve and headed over to the Victorian Christmas Farm. It was decorated nicely, there were a couple of musical groups (including some young girls playing flutes and recorders), there were some Christmas cooking demonstrations, and the requisite vendors were there too.

LRN12 was acting very quiet and standoffish, which was somewhat puzzling. She’s been a little bit ruled by emotions of late, though, so we didn’t get too excited about it and just enjoyed having her with us.

Well. We found out the true cause right as we stepped out of the beautiful Victorian house. LRN12 barfed on the porch. Also herself. And Loyal Reader Number Four. After that, she felt fine and had a nice time. And so did we.

And I forgot my camera. Yet again. I got some acceptable shots with the exclusive Treo-cam, though. They’ll have to do.

Saturday evening was the ward Christmas party. A nice time was had by all. As far as I could tell. I had a nice time, anyway. They didn’t do much. We had a nice ham dinner, listened to a Christmas story, heard a little bit of singing, and went home after visiting with friends for a while. Not bad.

Also spent a few hours looking at new cars. We finally saw one we really liked – the Ford Edge. We drove a nice example and are tempted. There’s a lot of money off, but it’s still too expensive. Don’t know what we’ll end up doing.

Outdoor Christmas lights and setting up the tree were on Saturday’s schedule, but didn’t get done.

Which brings us to Sunday. We got the tree and all the interior decorations up, although as of my departure this morning, the boxes still needed putting away. Still haven’t figured out the outdoor lights.

Otherwise, not a good Sunday for me. I was feeling quite sick all day. Missed church, which featured Christmas songs, which I really enjoy. Some improvement today – thanks for asking.

Forgot to go to the First Presidency fireside. I bet it was nice.

Which brings us to today. Got up at 4:00 and worked eleven and a half hours. Which was too much.

Tonight’s calendar calls for Christmas cards to be done at Home Evening. Might be a long night.

Today’s toilet news: Japan is in trouble.

And so, in conclusion, I offer a great job opportunity for Loyal Readers Numbers One and Three (and really pretty much every Loyal Reader out there): Hotdogger.

See you tomorrow.

Here are a couple of guys out fishing at Anthony Chabot Regional Park. Part of my famous Camping series.

Another berserk day at the office. Busy, busy, busy. I really need the weekend. Fortunately, it’s here.

Highly foggy morning. It’s been that way on a pretty regular basis lately. I’ve been enjoying it as a pleasant change. Fortunately, my drive to the station is short and on basically untraveled roads, so the fog doesn’t really slow me down much.

Loyal Reader Number Two’s organ recital was this evening. We left basically the moment I got home from work. It’s always a nice presentation and LRN2 did a great job on all three of his pieces. Congrats, LRN2!

Let’s talk weekend plans, shall we? It’s shaping up to be a busy one (sigh). We’re taking Loyal Reader Number Twelve to the Victorian Christmas thingamee around mid-day Saturday, after which we have the Ward Christmas Spectacular.

Speaking of the Ward Christmas Spectacular, it’s been advertised in kind of amusing way. There were invitations that said something like this: “Come enjoy a spiritual feast as we celebrate the sacred birth of the Savior of the world. Fun for the whole family!” I’m not quite sure what to expect – a Nativity scene or Pin the Nose on Rudolph. Maybe both.

At any rate, there will be dinner.

Saturday is also scheduled for dragging out the Christmas decorations, setting up (but not decorating) the tree, and putting up the outdoor lights. All of which will take some time. Plus, I’d like to get out and look at a new car or two.

Sunday will be normal, although I don’t remember whether we’re having choir practice in the afternoon. Then it’s the First Presidency Christmas Fireside in the evening.

Plus, I still need to work on that stupid rocket launcher. Also hope to spend some time lying around relaxing.

We’re hoping the First Presidency Fireside will be shown on BYU TV. Need to check the schedule.

Anyway. No toilet or food attack news today. Instead, we have some festive holiday news.

Have a great weekend. See you Monday.

Here’s the amphitheater at Anthony Chabot Regional Park. Looks nice. Sadly, this year’s evening programs are long since over. I guess people just aren’t enthusiastic about going to campfire programs when it’s 47 degrees out. Picture part of my famous Camping series.

Yet another Short Shrift day. There just doesn’t seem to be enough time. At least my normal Thursday evening meeting was canceled. So that’s something.

I’m pretty tired again tonight. It’s been an exceptionally busy week meeting-wise, and I need to rest. It’s as if I hadn’t just slept in every morning of a five-day weekend. Sigh.

On the upside, it’s better than unemployment. But not as good as self-employment. Some day.

We’ve been trying to decide whether to buy a new car. On the one hand, it’s great not to have any payments on most of the cars. On the other hand, some of them are getting worrisomely old. One of the most popular ideas out there right now is to replace both Loyal Reader Number Four’s car and the Suburban with a new Burb (or equivalent). I would drive the truck as my primary car and LRN4 would take my Honda. I would have the Miata as my going-to-work car if I wanted to drive.

There are plusses and minuses to the plan. Still don’t know whether I’m enthusiastic about anything out there. Including the BMW 3-series I drove. Sigh. When I can’t even get excited about a Bimmer, I really worry. And the deals I’ve seen at the dealers haven’t been as exciting as the news people are trying to get you to believe.

Any advice, Loyal Readers?

Christmas list update: Pretty much anything on this list. Especially the dogfighting helicopters. And the Nerf cannon. A more personal list is coming, no later than this weekend.

I don’t know whether to share today’s shocking toilet news or the even more shocking food attack news. Which do you find most shocking, Loyal Readers?

Too many links. Time for bed. See you tomorrow.

Here’s the view inside the planetarium before the show started. I always imagined outer space as less purple than that. Cool color, though. Taken during last week’s science museum visit.

Extreme Short Shrift. It’s late already and I’m exhausted for some reason – possibly because I haven’t been getting enough sleep lately. Just a guess.

My program is having a banquet for everybody tomorrow afternoon. I’m looking forward to not being in meetings for a few hours. Also to sitting down and enjoying being with my friends and colleagues.

No toilet news today, but there have been some disturbing holiday events. Santa was beaten up. Sounds like he had it coming, though. Still, whether he deserved it or not, I have to wonder whether that dad will end up on the naughty list.

So I’ll leave you with today’s Morrowlife controversy: Is there anything lower than cookie assault?

See you tomorrow.

Here are Loyal Readers Numbers Two and Four taking a little hike at Chabot Regional Park last week. There’s a little view of Loyal Pet Number One too. This was the flat part of the hike, which turned out to be a very short distance. The steep part, on the other hand, was pretty substantial. Part of my famous Camping series.

Nothing much to report today. Got up, commuted, worked, etc.

Fortunately, there’s some important toilet news today. I can’t tell you how many times this has happened to me. Gotta start reading the fine print.

Still working on my Christmas list. In the meantime, my Loyal Readers may be able to find something nice for me here or here. Might want to study this too, just in case. I’m only trying to help.

See you tomorrow.