Back to BASFA

I still don't have my van back (or any word of an ETA on it), so I rode light rail and the ACE shuttle to the office. I figured out that the last shuttle back of the afternoon sort of connects to the #55 bus (you have to walk quickly from Great America to Old Ironsides light rail stations for the five-minute connection, but it's doable for me) that stops diagonally opposite the Coco's where BASFA meets. I could even have made it back to the apartment via a 1-hour-plus transit trip, but Fred Moulton offered to drive me home, for which my thanks, and thus I got to attend a BASFA meeting for the first time in many weeks. The meeting went a little bit long on account of a whole lot of discussion of Convolution, which I missed on account of needing to make the trip to Yuba City on Saturday and taking all of Sunday off dead for recovery purposes.

I was still somewhat jet-lagged, waking up at 4 AM, but the late night at BASFA probably brings me back to Pacific Time. Alas, my body clock will probably keep heading westward toward Hawaii after tomorrow.