i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
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i told myself i wouldn't get online, and in fact thought it might be impossible or prohibitive. but look, high-speed access, right here in brian's room! now if i had only brought the airport....
i've had a lovely time so far today: my palm pilot alarm went off twice and i thought, "heh. that's a meeting i don't have to go to." a deliciously slow day in an amazingly cool hotel full of mazes and levels and ramps and trails and courtyards. poor brian, otoh, is trapped amongst other boeing engineers. moo-ha-ha-ha!
it took me three hours to find this place last night. i checked yahoo maps and the time estimate seemed valid, so off i went. by the time i called brian ("ummmm..... wasn't i supposed to hit 101 at some point?"), i was very far north of newport beach. and then i followed brian's instructions, and got even more lost ("hey, you didn't say macarthur turned into talbot..."). by the time i arrived, it was almost 11 p.m. and i was starving. we went to the cheesecake factory, which i have never eaten at before but would certainly do so the next chance i get (hey, michael, there's one near the apple store... :).