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Father-Daughter Afternoon Out
Eleanor and I saw the kids last weekend- first time Mom had been out there since we moved them in two Augusts ago. I'm much closer to them during the workweek and probably average a visit every few weeks and an overnight with them every month or two, but usually they're pretty quick and we tend to stick around the apartment.

Yesterday's workday wound up being something of a wasted daytrip for me- two client appointments, but both very brief, and a more productive one postponed- so to salvage something out of all the miles, I'd told Emily I'd likely come out at the end of her workday, which tends to be between 2 and 3 on Fridays.

The 'rents had decided to pick up a couple of Wegmans gift cards for them, just to take some of the edge off their finances, so I had no plans other than to deliver the card with the cards. Somewhat surprisingly, we wound up making a bunch of spontaneous plans and had quite a nice late afternoon together.  We've done Planned Big Trips together before- mostly to a few concerts- but this is the first time I can remember in ages that she and I just basically did Random Stuff together.

First was not at the same moment but in the same spirit. As I was heading out there, she was checking out one of the two used bookstores which face off Palmyra's East Main Street across from each other.  The older of the two seems more fixated on getting The Cool Kids in-

- but the one she recommended was this:

And yes, there is a dog in The Dog Eared Book- a sweet mostly black 9-year-old who hangs out behind the counter.  Emily picked up a cheap copy of Little Bee, but the first thing that caught my eye (other than the dog) when I went in was this:

John Lloyd is the creative force behind the BBC's long-running QI programme, and since its 2015 debut on BBC America was a klaxon-and-burn that amounted to nothing, it'll be nice to have some additional Quite Interestingness around the house.  More on the first entry in the book to follow.

I did my browsing in the store while Emily was trying to reach Cameron by phone.  She needed to switch out some cable equipment at a Time Warner joint in Webster, north and west of where they live and sort-of on my way home (I needed to detour along 104 anyway for a work venture that eventually amounted to nothing).  Cam was working near Webster, so the hope was that he could pick up Em and the cable boxes when he got out of work.  We made the drive out there, and he confirmed the pickup just as we were pulling in.  The plaza with the Time Warner outlet also included a remote adoption location for the local SPCA ("Lollypop Farm" in the local parlance), so we had some window cage shopping to do while we waited.

Only one of them has her picture up on the adoption website, but she was one of the ones who came close to the cagefronts to play with us- Venus:


She's a tuxedo cat like our evil MEOWy middle-child, but I hope nobody holds that against her;)

One of the older tabbies was the most playful. A momcat and her litter of four were all in one cage. A few were strays, but most were listed as "abandoned."  Both of our homes are all-full-up at this point, but we were happy to get some play and socializing in for them so they feel a little less abandoned in the world.

Cam got there just as we were saying goodbye, and we went our ways- with new things to read and nice memories of some quality time:)


A footnote:

Book of the Dead is arranged, not by chronology or specialty or nationality, but as you would expect with a QI-related product: "interestingness.  The results are unexpected bedfellows: Sir Isaac Newton duetting with Salvador Dali, for example, or Karl Marx singing bass to Emma Hamilton's soprano." The first set of past lives chosen were grouped together under the heading of "There's Nothing Like a Bad Start in Life," and the common thread is "childhoods that were wrecked by a dead, absent or impossible father."  (First up among them is Leonardo- the painter, not the turtle;)  That first chapter is sub-headed with this quote from Nietzsche, who really got a bad rap from Otto misrepresenting his philosophy in A Fish Called Wanda.  This is one I can super-relate to:

Whoever has not got a good father should procure one.

 I've taken that attitude to heart on many a Fathers Day, where I scroll through social-media praises for the fathers of friends and realize, I got nuthin'.  More than once, I've asked to borrow the good sentiments of a particularly blessed son or daughter rather than making shit up about what a "good provider" my father was.  In looking back at those first 27 years of my life, compared to the almost 25 that have passed more recently between this father and his daughter, I'm proud that Emily will not have to resort to such procurement herself.  Yesterday simply brought that home- to her home, and to ours:)
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