Thursday 06/08/2023
First thing in the morning, reading my email, I see an announcement of an event on the 11th floor for Saturday the 17th. I check the AV calendar — no such event. Because I’ve dealt with a couple of these lately, I write a snarky public reply telling the person to file an event planning form.
Later she replies, she did file one weeks ago. I check later and, um, yeah, she had. Back in the period when all the EPFs were going in my spam folder. Oh dear. I publish a sincere apology.
Tidy the apartment and off to Shustek for one more full day of organizing Sandy Fraser’s papers. The stuff I was filing today was memos and correspondence and long technical memoranda as he was trying to bring AT&T into the internet age. He was pushing a scheme for delivering telephone service over data lines, and a lot of abortive attempts to design hardware and software protocols for “home networking”. It looks like I can probably finish the last boxes of those papers in one more day of work, next week.
Codgerville 