My dad visited me!
Jun. 22nd, 2003 11:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pseydtonneI've been in Boston 3.5 years. My dad finally came out here to visit me. Mind you, my home town is about 4.5 hours away. So he took a train here yesterday and he left this morning. I feel kinda bummed about that -- he wasn't here long enough. I see so much of myself in him that I want to figure out how not to make his mistakes.
He dropped an interesting bomb: mom wants to move to Iowa when she retires. She likes the idea that it's cheap there, it's not the same stone drag as the town that tried to kill both of them (and me), and that she'd be able to surf the web and do research in peace (and near her sister).
Iowa. I should've known that mom was getting fascinated by the place when she told me, years ago, "nothing happened there. No wars, no history, no one famous except 'Hawkeye' from MASH and that kleptobibliophile."
I am glad my dad's antics and my mom's phone call mid-dinner were enough entertainment for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hakamadare and chaiya. Seeing them fall out of their chairs in laughter was my vindication.
I also made the mistake of driving to South Station instead of parking at Sullivan Square and T-ing in. This meant I had to steal parking at the post office, hug him at the platform, and leave before the train did.
It's been a torrential rain today. Perfect for my mood. I never like to admit when I'm feeling moody or plain ol' sad because it seems irrational, but I am bummed.
Why am I even whining? I'll see them in two weeks. It'll be nice. I still miss them. I feel disconnected.
So how have I been cheering myself up? I've been reading The Most Complex Machine by David Eck. It's about computer science. It starts with a presentation of the transistor gates involved in a logic circuit and proceeds to Turing machines until it eventually gets to modern (err... 1993 anyway) computing. I picked this up a couple years ago when I had bought Code and found it condescending.
I feel kinda hollow. Maybe I should get in on the interview meme and ask for submissions.
-off to bed early, Dante
He dropped an interesting bomb: mom wants to move to Iowa when she retires. She likes the idea that it's cheap there, it's not the same stone drag as the town that tried to kill both of them (and me), and that she'd be able to surf the web and do research in peace (and near her sister).
Iowa. I should've known that mom was getting fascinated by the place when she told me, years ago, "nothing happened there. No wars, no history, no one famous except 'Hawkeye' from MASH and that kleptobibliophile."
I am glad my dad's antics and my mom's phone call mid-dinner were enough entertainment for
hakamadare and chaiya. Seeing them fall out of their chairs in laughter was my vindication.I also made the mistake of driving to South Station instead of parking at Sullivan Square and T-ing in. This meant I had to steal parking at the post office, hug him at the platform, and leave before the train did.
It's been a torrential rain today. Perfect for my mood. I never like to admit when I'm feeling moody or plain ol' sad because it seems irrational, but I am bummed.
Why am I even whining? I'll see them in two weeks. It'll be nice. I still miss them. I feel disconnected.
So how have I been cheering myself up? I've been reading The Most Complex Machine by David Eck. It's about computer science. It starts with a presentation of the transistor gates involved in a logic circuit and proceeds to Turing machines until it eventually gets to modern (err... 1993 anyway) computing. I picked this up a couple years ago when I had bought Code and found it condescending.
I feel kinda hollow. Maybe I should get in on the interview meme and ask for submissions.
-off to bed early, Dante
