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I was gone for a couple of days.

Last week was incredibly busy. I had a big project that is rapidly falling behind. I kept making mistakes because I was so rushed. Other people were waiting for my models, so they could get on with their work. On Friday, I posted here a few times, but I never really had time to do much reading. I had to leave work early to get to training.

I had our district Boy Scout basic leader training. That was nice. It was nice to get out in the woods. There were four of us on staff for the weekend, and another four people came up on Saturday afternoon to help out. We had about thirty students.

I got a chance to preach about the environment. I was to teach the segment on nature and the environment. I started out with plant and animal identification. That is a rank advancement requirement for the boys. I told them that it was important for them to learn to watch for and identify plants and animals because it teaches them to be observant and to figure out what is going on. But then we went onto teaching respect for nature. Why must we respect it? Because we are part of "the environment". We must understand our connection to, and the only way to do that is to be willing to know it and understand it.

I wasn't sure when the training was supposed to be over. The indoor section was always finished by 4:00, so I told Cyn that I'd be back by five, but this outdoor session wasn't done until nearly 7:00. (dinner was involved) She got worried. She did the usual motherly "what if he's lying in a ditch somewhere?" She even called my mom to ask if she knew anything. :-D


Today, I will mow the lawn and stop by my mother's for a little while. Cyn is taking me out to eat (for my birthday), and then we're going to the symphony.

Cyn just told me that the Violent Femmes are playing Summerfest on June 29th. I have mixed feelings about that. They are the greatest band ever. I've seen them over a dozen times. I've only missed them in Milwaukee twice since 1988.

The problem is that it is Summerfest. The last time I saw them there it was just fucking packed. I had serious enjoyment problems. To get a decent place, you have to show up very early. At the very latest, at the end of the band before the one before the one you want to see. So we sat there for three hours trying to hold some space for our friends, while people started packing in. We were jammed on these benches, and I mean JAMMED. I had to stand completely sideways on this bench because there were so many people. Try dancing like that. It's not fun. Finally, for one song, I had to just dance, and not care who I bumped or knocked to the ground. I didn't feel good about that, but I had to do it. I finally had to go on the ground between the benches, and pretend I didn't care about not being able to see the band. Of course then I was eye-to-crotch (or ass) with everyone. Fortunately it was dark. I was in pain afterward, due to stiffness from trying to balance and not lean on people. And my feet hurt from trying to balance (and dance) on the wobbly bench.