Tuesday at work didn’t have that much that was all that interesting. I fixed a set of stupid problems; that was about it. I also got up early, got to work early, and left early. I thought it’d be cooler outside a half hour earlier, but it really wasn’t.
Trivia: Trevor wasn’t there, but everyone else (including Stephanie) was. Heard all about Kelli’s adventure with the broken air conditioner, which was actually due to a bad capacitor somewhere within the unit, and was fairly easily fixed. Also heard all about the fire that happened in a condo a few units away from Nathan’s condo. That was a little scary. There was a bunch of property damage, but no one was hurt. We almost got a perfect score. And there’s going to be some more planning involved for the Vegas trip soon, although it’s going to be mailed out tomorrow. At least some of us would like to go out for a fancier-than-usual dinner.
What else. . . about 16.5 years ago, I gave Kari a piece of art. I’ve forgotten what it looked like, except that it had a guy with piano-key teeth and the words “TUNA HEAD” on the right side of it. I sent her a facebook message today asking if she could scan or photograph that art and mail the image to me, so maybe I’ll get to see it again.