On inns squeezing travellers: "The whole business of the human race, between London and Dover, being spoliation, Mr. Dorrit was waylaid at Dartford, fleeced at Sittingbourne, and sacked at Canterbury"--Little Dorrit
"Would you object?"
"Is it open to me?"
--The Jewel in the Crown
Dreamed of the 1961 Michael Curtiz movie of Huckleberry Finn; reflecting that the book had a geographical flaw. (Jim could have crossed the Mississippi into free territory back in the beginning...)
My Metropass got lost in the mail so I went to the Davisville station office and they gave me a replacement.
Dinner was McDonald's.
Went to an Out of Your Shell Meetup at Snakes and Lattes, where they have board games for people to play. (It's nice not to have to tote my games.) I played Apples to Apples, Balderdash--which I won!--and a fun new game called Boxers or Briefs. [It's like Apples to Apples, but you can choose to give a serious answer or a silly one.] Sara is working there now. Rob and Jody from the Tucker's Marketplace event were there, and Jody revealed she had a reading disability. The place looks very busy.
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