And safe. And all that. I had a very good time, overall. I may write details later but for now: music fun, seeing people again great, surprising people left and right by being a stealth Laura great, meeting new folks great, bpal things great.
Today, not so great simply because we got word that another filker (Greg McMullan - I'd never heard of him before, but many of the people there knew him) had died in a fire at his house. It was shocking, and put a damper on the day even for those of us who did not (and now won't) know him.
Left in the late afternoon and drove home. Observation: I can do a round-trip to the Seattle area on one tank of gas. Observation 2: This is not a bright idea, because it really does take basically the whole tank of gas, and I about have a fit when the warning light for that actually comes on. Especially if I'm already stressed because from Centralia to Chehalis I was in some degree of snowfall. The freeway surface itself wasn't bad (the temperature was 33-34, and there was steady traffic), but the visibility ranged from fine to "this stinks" - at one point I was doing thirty and debating getting off the freeway, finding a hotel, and calling people to let them know I was safe but chicken. (That is about when it started to clear up.)
I'm home safe. And if I want to be functional for work tomorrow, I had better head to bed sometime soon.
Today, not so great simply because we got word that another filker (Greg McMullan - I'd never heard of him before, but many of the people there knew him) had died in a fire at his house. It was shocking, and put a damper on the day even for those of us who did not (and now won't) know him.
Left in the late afternoon and drove home. Observation: I can do a round-trip to the Seattle area on one tank of gas. Observation 2: This is not a bright idea, because it really does take basically the whole tank of gas, and I about have a fit when the warning light for that actually comes on. Especially if I'm already stressed because from Centralia to Chehalis I was in some degree of snowfall. The freeway surface itself wasn't bad (the temperature was 33-34, and there was steady traffic), but the visibility ranged from fine to "this stinks" - at one point I was doing thirty and debating getting off the freeway, finding a hotel, and calling people to let them know I was safe but chicken. (That is about when it started to clear up.)
I'm home safe. And if I want to be functional for work tomorrow, I had better head to bed sometime soon.