Marissa Lingen (mrissa) wrote,
Marissa Lingen
mrissa

WFC departure and TR

This morning I am leaving for World Fantasy Con. The hotel doesn't have free wireless in the rooms. I packed a cable, but I'm not likely to be online very much in public space if there isn't free wired internet in the rooms, and I'm not likely to pay for wireless in the rooms. So by all means still e-mail me or whatever, but don't expect me to be getting stuff regularly, and especially not on social media rather than my very own e-mail box.

Before I leave, timprov and I are celebrating Teddy Roosevelt's birthday by going to Wirth Park and charging up the sledding hill or the tubing hill, whichever is not golf course at this time. We're also getting pancakes at Maria's.

The idea of celebrating TR's birthday came from a friend of my parents. His youngest needed picking up from grade school, but when he went to fetch her, she and her next-older sister were both there, even though the next-older girl was supposed to stay after for special reading help. "J---, what happened?" he asked her. "Oh, I told the teacher I had to go home because my family was celebrating Teddy Roosevelt's birthday," said J--- airily. It was, in fact, Teddy Roosevelt's birthday, but my parents' friends had no plan to celebrate it, so he sent her back in to her reading help.

"This is the difference between you guys," I said to my dad. "If I'd gotten myself out of something with the deftly applied knowledge of TR's birthday, you would totally have said to me, 'Okay, what are we going to do to celebrate'?" And he laughed and agreed, but then timprov and I looked at each other and said, "All right, what are we going to do to celebrate?"

Also I have silly new icons. FYI.

Okay, onwards. Don't leave the internet in a mess for when I get back.
Tags: dad, holiday cheer and thumping, see the world they said, timprov
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