on call
Back to business as usual, day to day life today. After riding home and back on my bike for lunch, I rode home from work again -- making for a cumulative total of 10.2 miles yesterday, a little bit more in line with other people's regular bike commutes on the PCC "2018 Bike Everywhere Challenge" team -- and was in my pajama bottoms within just a few minutes.
Shobhit and I had leftovers of the lentils and rice Shobhit made for dinner when Uncle David and Mary Ann were here Saturday evening. Shobhit made new baturas and as always they were fucking fantastic.
We watched a bit of TV. This week's Westworld, set in "Shogun World," was pretty awesome, I thought. I think this season is genuinely getting better as it goes along and I love it. Last Week Tonight with John Oliver was all right. Then Shobhit went back to his old episodes of Reba on Hulu and I went to the bedroom for most of the rest of the evening. I was on the phone with Gabriel for a while. 52 minutes, that call. I usually reserve calls of that duration for my parents. Having a regular phone call feels almost retro anymore, when you can text, or FaceTime. I was just thinking yesterday, in fact, about remembering a time when plenty of people just loved being on the phone, and now it's widely common to hate having to have phone conversations. In the era of smart phones, it's an odd shift -- and one I have been very much a part of. I never particularly want to make phone calls. Of course, once friendly conversations start, I enjoy them as much as I ever do and they tend to be perfectly pleasant.
I actually made two other key phone calls yesterday, actually. I called Hibernation Station to get some questions answered for when we are there in West Yellowstone, Montana (population 1,300 -- barely bigger than Wallace, Idaho, really). We booked the smallest room they had available, and have realized this means we will have none of the amenities that larger rooms include, such as a kitchen, a microwave, a refrigerator, or even a coffee maker. The young man I spoke to on the phone noted that our cabin is right across from their central office and there will be complimentary coffee and tea and cocoa in there.
I guess we'll be making extensive use of our coolers. Shobhit bought us a second one yesterday at Big 5. They were on sale for twenty bucks.
I also called Hercules Inn in Wallace to confirm our two-night reservation there starting June 9. This was important because when I made the booking back in December while we were there, their reservation book did not go out that far and the young woman had to write it down on a notepad. We wanted to make sure the reservation actually stuck. Well, it did, so that's a relief.
An added bonus: I messaged Nikki and TJ last night to tell them we would be visiting Wallace that weekend, and they are now planning to come down for a day-trip visit on Sunday June 10. This is all two and a half weeks from now; in the meantime I've got a bunch of SIFF festival films to attend -- the first of them tonight -- and then after we get back it won't be long before we're in the swing of Pride events.
[posted 12:31 pm]