August 23, 1991
Dear Everyone:
Well, “Jeannie’s” move didn't go quite as smoothly
as we could have wished (do they ever?).
The movers (Two-Man-and-A-Truck) were supposed to arrive at noon
last Friday. By 1:00, they hadn't
shown up. When “Jeannie” called,
she was assured that they would be there momentarily.
By 3:00, she was assured that
they were almost finished with their previous job, which was in
Pleasanton. By 4:00, she decided
not to wait any longer and officially postponed the job until 9:00
Saturday morning.
This was good because, unknown to her and the
movers office, a horrendous accident that afternoon had turned the
freeway into a really big parking lot.
Saturday morning, I went into the office to wrestle
with Paradox®. Fortunately for
me, “Ashley Holtz” had also decided to come into work and I was able to
get him to show me how to do some things.
Frankly, the Paradox Users Guide, which is in
six volumes, is abominably
written and should be torched, as should the people who wrote it/them.
Unfortunately for “Ashley”, he
hadn't come into the office
on Saturday in order to show me how to work Paradox.
He was trying to get his budget
done before he had to leave for Ohio on Monday.
But, the way I figured it, he's
turned enough work over to me to do when I had other things on my plate,
that turnabout is fair play. Besides,
I was able to figure out how to do a Free-Form Report and he couldn't.
Meanwhile, back at Pleasant Hill/Concord,
“Jeannie’s” movers figured her move would take a couple of hours.
They were off by a factor of 2½.
It took five hours and “Jeannie”
only got back to my place a few minutes before I did.
I walked up to Fry’s for some
tonic water and barbecued potato chips (Great American dinner) and we
settled down to watch
Star Trek:
The Next Generation.
Much was our surprise to see
Henry Woronicz
as a guest star. I got my Ashland
program out and we double-checked the spelling (SAG--the Screen Actors
Guild--doesn't allow to performers to have the same name, so sometimes
they change the spelling a little, or add a letter like Michael J Fox).
It was the same.
The new Artistic Director of the
Oregon Shakespeare Festival is really a Klingon traitor, in league
with the dreaded Romulans,
no less. You thought Romeo and
Juliet was a little off in modern dress wait until you see it set in the
23rd century.
On Sunday, “Jeannie” figured that with the two of
us, using both cars, we could transport all of her clothes and kitchen
things in one or two trips, shouldn't take more than an hour.
She was off by a factor of 7.
Nevertheless, by 7:00 pm,
“Jeannie” was moved into her new
home. (Boy!
She has a lot of clothes.)
Monday morning, I turned on CNN, as usual, (CNN is
ESPN for the real world) and discovered… Oops!
Somebody put the snatch on the
head of the Soviet Union. Seems
like you can't trust anyone these days.
When I got into the office, I called “Jeannie” who,
being without cable for the moment, is CNN-less and let her in on the
news. I expect with the Big Story
as incentive, she's got her TV hooked up by now.
It was fun while it lasted.
Is it my imagination, or is there
a striking resemblance between
Boris Yeltsin
and (former Speaker of the House)
Tip O'Neill?
Both just a little bit portly,
shock of white hair, slightly bulbous nose, and a job description that
includes ”thorn in the side of whoever happens to be in charge right
now“.
The office was rather a pain this week.
Whenever "Rowena" is out of town,
my work load goes up. On Tuesday
afternoon, no less than 17 people tried to call me at once.
I still haven't returned all the
calls. Wednesday afternoon, I
found out I was going to be “interviewed” by the Records Management
Study Team. Just what I wanted to do at 8:30 in the morning--face the
inquisition. Shucks, my motor
won't even turn over before 9:00.
Love, as always,
Pete
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