happyAfterwards, we tried to go to Tom Jones, but I'd forgotten how to get there, so we just got lost near Widener instead. (These people obviously are/were too trusting of my ability to have a clue. They have now been disabused of that notion.) So we all went home and decided that we'd do lunch today instead.
I went back to Francine's room to get my stuff, since I'd been told that she needed to get up early and would rather have Scribe and I find other crash space. She and Katchoo were still awake when I got in, which I hadn't expected, so we all hung out for a while. Katchoo was, oddly enough, also dressed in her Utena costume, for no apparent reason except for the fact that it's just about as normal as the rest of her wardrobe.
*yawn* We leave for Boston at 1:30, hopefully, which should put us in around 8:30, if all goes well and Conneticut doesn't eat us.
There's a very odd article sitting on the table by this computer (ML public area). It's entitled "Perl, the first postmodern computer language", and it was a speech by Larry Wall. I should show this to Francine, since she's a postmodernist and a programmer.
