Penny Lane, San Marcos.
Wednesday, I got my new Utilikilt — hoo ha! Plan on wearing it around all weekend. Not sure what that will consist of. The Burning Man crew has been getting together about twice a week.
“No dessert, hon?” “No, I gotta fit into my kilt!”
The new Powerbooks are out; one of them is a little smaller than this one, though not smaller enough to make me switch unless this should somehow take a dive.
More people asking about the laptop: “If you become a nerd, it’s Unix-based, which is really cool.” Also had a chat with the cook about taking the Rover through the mud.
This prime rib was fine, British style I suppose. But the “Yorkshire pudding” could have been skipped. Maybe I’m just spoiled, or maybe Mom makes YP to die for.