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Nick Kirsch

Myths (about work)

the more you sweat the more you get activity means productivity efficiency means effectiveness burn the midnight oil the best way to get the job done is to do it yourself the easy way is the best way hard work is virtuous work is not fun there is only one best way more discipline means less freedom justice for all we work best under pressure

Washington Weekend

For a more detailed report, see Eriko’s blog. On Saturday, we rode the Spirit of Washington Dinner Train, but at lunch time. The food was good, the company was a bit different (an older lesbian couple), and the few wasn’t bad (we were on the east side of the train when the view of the lake was on the west side). Columbia Winery was neat and I enjoyed one of the three wines that I tasted.

Married life

If I’m not dilligent about this, then I forget; for now, just the highlights. Monday - we spent 2 hours at the social security office where we found out that we would have to wait 4 weeks for Eriko's SSN. Then we went to uwajimaya on the (round-about) way home and in the eveing I brought Bailey to Aaron's house. Tuesday - we went to uwajimaya and the japanese bookstore and then we waited around the house for our new mattress.

In Seattle

We arrived in Seattle about 2 PM and quickly discovered that the airlines had misplaced Eriko’s luggage. This was a bit of a downer and after the shuttle ride and a little house tour, we headed off to Fred Meyer to buy some clothes, supplies, and food. Eriko made dinner, which was pretty exciting for me. It was quite different from my normal tastes, but good. The shock of being together, without romance to fill the silence, made for a long night.

Bailey

I have known her for five years. It was love at first sight and so I brought her a hostile home (two allergic roommates). After a year and a half apart, we were finally reunited. She let me know immediately that she was mine – the first time I was absent (for three days) she bared her throat to me (upon my return). It took her a long time to trust me on a day to day basis, and she would often correct me with both teeth and claws.