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captainsblogand all the idiocy of this workweek is now back there with them:)
I finally got on the road-road for realz around 2:30, and to my sister's by 6. Almost every minute before then, from 5:30 this morning on, was one race after another. Downtown Buffalo was especially fun; I needed to make two three-minute stops to drop off papers, and there wasn't a damn place to park, probably because this morning was the scheduled sentencing, in the first building I went to, of a fairly notorious local doctor who killed a teenager driving drunk and beat every rap at trial except a lesser DWI charge. Court officers threatened to ticket me for trying to park in a "no standing before 10 a.m." zone (it was 9:58); then a streetmeat vendor bitched for parking in front of his cart's sightline (admittedly illegally- for three whole minutes, idiot); and finally by a meter maid in a golf cart in front of the second three-minute stop.
Quick stop at the new apartment. Emily was afraid she'd forgotten to lock her door. She hadn't- and I didn't forget to, either.
Then, a race to two appointments on the east side of town with a detour south of both of them. Only 15 minutes late to the first, which under the circumstances was pretty good. I was kicked out the door the instant the second was over, with strict instructions to stay the hell away until I get back. That's why I like these guys so much.
(Oh, and Doctor Death? Got the full one-year maximum sentence, his drivers license revoked for six months and an interlock requirement after that. Still, a measly price to pay for taking a young life; almost all of his few defenders in the newspaper comment section were from the 1-percent suburbs around here. To them, all of the rest of us are just "the help" and we're completely expendable.)
This time tomorrow, I will be in Massachusetts. Weather's sounding like it will cooperate for most of the time. As they say on 104.1 FM in those parts, BCN ya:)