Still No Time

A long day working on urgently-requested reports meant that I was already running late when I could finally log off. Lisa and I needed to run to Fallon to get stuff from Ace Hardware and Big R Fallon that we haven't been able to find in Fernley. Among the various bits: a bottle of Orange Guard anti-ant spray, which is safe for use around food and such. We used the very last of the last bottle from my Fremont days on a swarm of black ants that showed up near the travel trailer. To my surprise, I couldn't find them from the usual suspects in Fernley, but Ace Hardware had it.

By the time we came back from Fallon (including a stop at Raley's grocery store on the way home), we were both too tired to do anything. Lisa has hurt her back and bruised a rib, and I'm still not getting enough sleep. I'm not complaining about being employed, though. I'm actually happy to be working on stuff where my computer-programming database skills are useful.
Kreegah Bundalo

Not Today

I had a somewhat ambitious photo essay I planned on doing today, but I'm too tired. Maybe tomorrow if I get caught up on sleep.
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Tonopah Westercon

Westercon 74 PR 2 Published

We didn't plan to publish another Westercon progress report for a while, but the change of dates necessitated by the "Westercon Two-Step" meant that we did need to contact all of our members, including those who do not have e-mail addresses on file with us. (Yes, there are some of them.) So over the past week, we put together Progress Report 2, using he same single-sheet/quad-folded booklet format that we used for PR 1, and repeating some things from PR 1, albeit with updated dates. You can download a copy of PR 2 from the Westercon 74 Publications page, and if you are a member and provided us with an e-mail address, you should have already received an e-mail telling you that the PR has been published and where to get it.

41 members either have no e-mail address on file and/or requested paper copies of their publications. I mailed these on Saturday.

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The paper copies mailed the day before the e-mail notification went out. I did not do anything on the convention's social media until today, however, because this weekend was full of Too Much News. Besides the chaos around the country, within the SF/F genre we had both the Nebula Awards Ceremony (online) and the nearly simultaneous release of the 2020 Hugo Award voter packet. By waiting until today, I had hoped to spread the news out over a slightly longer time.

This afternoon I updated the online membership list and membership counts. We currently have 216 total members of all types, up slightly from our last update at the end of February. I'm grateful for the new members who have joined during this period of enforced isolation, and look forward to welcoming all of our members to Tonopah in 25 months from today.

BART in Fernley?

This afternoon, Lisa and I had to go to Big R and then to Lowe's to get some supplies for work we're doing around the house. As I was heading home, I got on the freeway because it's easier to get from Lowe's (near exit 50) to our end of town than driving through Fernley proper. As we passed the former Truck Inn (now a large truck parking lot), Lisa spotted something unusual and asked me to go back, which I did, reversing at exit 46. We went deep into the truck parking lot, and sure enough, there was something you don't see in Fernley every day, and soon won't ever see again.

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Bombardier is moving production of most of the rest of the "Fleet of the Future" to a plant in Pittsburg, California, so spotting these three BART cars moving through Fernley was a lucky break. Well done, Lisa, for noticing these pieces of equipment so we could see BART cars from a vantage point that few people ever have had or ever will.

Fractional Knowledge

Most of the signs at the Fire Station right now are serious, such as the one congratulating this year's graduates from Fernley High School. As they can't have a ceremony, large posters with pictures of all of the graduates have been posted along the fence of the park donated by the Black Rock Foundation near the "Bottlecap Gazebo" that a few of you may have seen if you've driven along Main Street in Fernley. There is still one smile-inducer, though.

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I'm sure the troopers have similar jokes about the firefighters.
Conrunner Kevin

A Little Off the /T/o/p/ Back

Barbers have been recently allowed to reopen here. My regular shop, A Little Off The Top, has a single-seat shop located in a converted motel room. She put up signs with all of the rules she has to follow: no waiting in the shop, one customer at a time, extra time between customers to allow her to do extra cleaning, all customers (and her) have to wear face coverings, and so forth. She made time for me today, after her normal work hours, for which I'm grateful. Her shop is only a five-minute walk from my house, and she was running a bit late, but I waited outside without complaint.

Now I don't have a lot of hair, especially on top, but the amount I've been accumulating on the back and sides made me think that if this goes on, by the time we're allowed to go to plays and such, I should be ready to try out for a production of 1776 as Benjamin Franklin without having to wear a wig for it. Not anymore, though.

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I was wearing the last of the face masks we bought in Iceland when we were there last summer. Lisa caught a bad cold in Ireland and we bought some face masks at the apothecary around the corner from our hotel in Reykjavik so that when she did feel up to going out, she wouldn't be sneezing over people. This was the last unused one, which I needed to use because our other masks are the elastic-around-the-head type rather than the around-the-ears type, and obviously I couldn't wear the latter if I wanted a haircut!

I tipped my barber $20, which was 167% of the cost of the cut. I told her that I felt I should be generous to people whose jobs stopped happening during the lockdown, considering that I've been busier than ever and relatively fortunate, so I paid for the haircuts I couldn't get when she was closed.

Off and On

Due to the hours I worked earlier this week (including on Memorial Day itself), I had/have half-days off today and tomorrow. But that didn't get me away from my workspace, as several tasks dealing with continuing cleanup of my mother and sister's estates and also a matter for my nephew (all pictured in the icon) have been accumulating. I spent my half-day off (and then some) pulling together documents and affidavits/forms that I needed to fill out and get notarized in order to (I hope) tie off loose ends. My idea was to minimize the number of trips I had to take. This afternoon, I went over to the office-supply place where there is a notary and got four documents dealt with. I'll only be able to send off three of them right away because they all want certified copies of either my sister or mother's death certificates, and I don't have enough of mom's. (More are on the way.) They all claim that they will send back the certified copies, but I frankly don't trust them. If Yuba City were closer, I could just go in to each place and show them the certificate so they could assure themselves that the things are official, make an unofficial copy, and hand it back to me. I've included SASEs for each of them to make it easier for them to give them back and also included color unofficial copies in each case. Maybe they'll do as I ask.

That whole process of dealing with all of that paperwork was more stressful than I thought it would be, and by the time I got back home from the notary, I was too exhausted to get the material ready for mailing. Besides, I need to scan all of the documents in question to retain copies of the notarized documents and everything I'm sending in case any of these places later come back and tell me they've never received anything. I wish I wasn't being cynical, but things have gone astray and people have told me they never have received things when I'm pretty sure they have.

It wasn't all stressful work today, though. Our one remaining rose bush is putting out blossoms this spring, so I got some pictures.

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I like the rose bush, although I'm not much of a gardener. I managed to kill off the other bush by trimming it back too badly and I think some of the other plants strangled it. The one that remains is only a ghost of what it was when we first got here. I'll enjoy it while it lasts.
Fernley House

Tree Time

Back on May 5, I wrote about our little dwarf spruce putting out buds. I'm happy to see that the tree continues to grow.

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Two days earlier, I wrote about the tree beside the front porch, which I'd reduced to mostly just sticks last autumn. It is roaring back to life.

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It won't be long before that porch tree gets so adventurous that I'll have to trim it back so that we can use the front steps.

3 Panel Sign

Twelve-hour days at the Day Jobbe leave me with little other time for creativity, so here's a sign at the fire department that was so long that it needed three panels on the matrix board.

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You might have to put it on repeat because it goes by rather fast.
Fernley House

Home Cooking, Episodes 7 and 8

This morning, I did have Day Jobbe things to do on my holiday (and I hope to get credit for it later in the week), but I didn't have to be up before dawn as I do most days. As I was getting up, Lisa produced her latest cookery.

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We went out on a little exploration that did not involve having to be near anyone else today, about which I will write later. (I'm tired from spending five hours concentrated coding on what should be a day off.) But Lisa made a nice meal for us in the afternoon after we got back from bouncing over back roads.

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I had to hold myself back from not eating all that Lisa served so I could have some of it for lunch tomorrow.

We may not be traveling the way we normally do (although we're allowed to do so now, it seems, albeit that I'm not sure how much I trust other people), but we're certainly eating well.