Wednesday 08/09/2023
Started the laundry. But before that I took a poop sample, before my upcoming wellness exam (next week). I sealed the little sample bottle in its bag and in its stiff cardboard mailing envelope. It was addressed to the lab at PAMF, so I thought instead of mailing it I would walk it up there. So once the first load was started, I put the envelope in my hip pocket and set off for a brisk mile walk to PAMF. When I got there, went down in the elevator to level A and turned toward the lab. Put my hand on my back pocket and — no envelope.
Clearly it must have fallen out. So now I walked briskly back the way I’d come, looking for the envelope on the sidewalk. There it was, about half a block from CH. So I carried it back into the building and put it in the outgoing mail slot.
Finished the laundry. Spent what seemed like most of the rest of the morning emailing people and calling people about one thing and another. There’s an even scheduled on 9/8, which was a simple event, and then the organizers decided it needed to be a zoom event, in an unusual location. Lots of emails back and forth.
At 6:30 I went to set up for a Wednesday Night Lecture. Standard event, only unusual because for once, the presenter had no visuals, didn’t want any projection. Fine, makes my life easier. Except not, because the Zoom Room equipment expects the projector to be used. I had to make one change in its settings, but it wanted a password I didn’t know. I called several people and eventually Bert, who was at Tahoe, answered and he knew the password.
The presenter was Giovanna Sardelli, the new artistic director of Theaterworks, along with the playwright and a singer from a new play. Mainly asking for money because it seems that regional theater is in trouble everywhere, and they are launching a new “save theaterworks” funding campaign.
Codgerville 