December 25th, 2009

wombat

So the light came into the world

When Saul of Tarsus set out on his journey to Damascus the whole of the known world lay in bondage. There was one state, and it was Rome. There was one master for it all, and he was Tiberius Caesar.


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    Sarah Chang/Orpheus Chamber Orchestra - The Four Seasons Op. 8 Nos. 1-4, Concerto No. 2 In G Minor (
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Boss Coffee

Christmas morning, 2009

Up all night with a runny nose, partially because I had way too much tea and coffee last night while P and I were careening around the piedmont country. Nothing for it at this point but to take some DayQuils with coffee and head out to the 0730 Mass at Blessed Sacrament. Then I'll come home, scramble some eggs (or do some kind of breakfast thing), and go to bed. P and I are supposed to hit the Amphora today, but I'm guessing that's going to happen this afternoon or something.

In the meantime, Merry Christmas to my friends list; belated Hanukkah and Solstice greetings to the non-Christians out there.

0730 EDIT: Actually, no. Breakfast and sleep now, Mass later. I think the last of the caffeine finally got metabolized.
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    Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Sugar Mountain
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Happy

BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER

My cousin Patsy O'Malley, who is (maybe) in her late thirties, suffered a severe stroke on the afternoon of the 23rd and was medevac'd from her work to Tufts Medical in Boston. First word was that she had blood in her cranial cavity, was paralyzed on her left side, and could not speak. Today, however, she's speaking clearly, is experiencing no paralysis, and looks to be going home on Monday. All credit to the doctors at Tufts, of course, but I can't help feeling the Lord was looking out for her.

Damn, I'm happy. :)
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    Aaron Static - Power Hour - April 2009
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wombat

Christmas afternoon

I got about three hours of sleep between the time I went to bed this morning and when P called, blowing the dinner horn and asking me to bring out eggs. Since I didn't have to be there until 2, I went back to sleep for another hour and a half and woke to the sounds of talking heads on NPR. Ugh. Rose, performed ablutions, got dressed, and headed out to Ashburn.

From there, we took P's truck to the Amphora, which has become a weird Christmas tradition for this branch of the Trainor family, and proceeded to nibble on appetizers while swilling coffee until cipherpunk arrived and we could begin the serious business of ordering & eating Christmas dinner. I'd originally thought of ordering breakfast (because sometimes I like professionals to cook my unfertilized chicken embryos) but I was convinced to try one of their holiday specials. This I did, and it was pretty damn good. The soup of the day was chestnut, which I'd never had before, and the dinner was your bog-standard turkey with sides, and they were both excellent. The Amphora, it does not disappoint! Well, okay, they were out of tiramisu, which made C&P sad, but there were suitable options. Which were also excellent. Lots of good conversation about the Internets, fandom and its subdivisions, and more internets until we headed back to P's where the conversation eventually turned to wacky tales of the intelligence & security communities, to say nothing of the regular military. Good times.

P kicked us both out a little before 1800 since she had to make a not-entirely-symbolic visit to the Manassas data center, on account of she was working today, and I drove home through the rain on 28 and 66, the latter of which was infested with people who apparently had never driven in the rain before. *sigh*

And now, having received glad tidings from my Aunt Pat and passed them on, I think I'm going to run the dishwasher, wash down some meds, and go to bed early in the vain hope of getting my sleep cycle back to something approaching normal.