Hi again from the roof of Max’s boat.. diane an I are sleeping up here.. again. Ldt night it was hot and muggy.. tonight it’s freezing.. I much prefer it too cold than too warm…
We had an excellent day at maiherfaire today.. I hve a ton of picttures I need to go through If I start on that tonight.. it
ll take me hours. Instead, I’m going to beg all of your indulggence and stick the pictures in tomorrow.
Right now I need to huddle up next to diane and try to keep warm out here..it’s getting cooler and windier as I write..
OJ.. more tomorrrow..on Maijerfaire (I promise )
nite all, nite sam
-me
Monthly Archives: September 2010
friday night – at max’s
Greetings fro Max’s ‘house’ . Diane, Gabe and I are down here visiting .. we’re also going to go to Makerfaire tomorrow. ( I’m so excited. ) It’s great seeing Max and his roommates.. The place looks great.
On the way down. Diane and I stopped briefly at a pre-maikersfaire party .. to say hi to my friend Dale . He started Make magazine.. and makersfaire. For that .. and because he’s just a genuinely wonderful guy.. he’s one of my all time heros.. Her’s dale and two freinds from the pre-party.
We dodn’t stay long because we wanted to get to Max’s . We came iwth a carload of food for hi and his roomates.. always welcome.
nite all, nite sam
-me
Thursday night – Tellign Sam
Home again finally.. My day trip to San Jose turned into a travel nightmare.
My plane finally left San Jose at 4:30 AM.. I managed to catch a decent night sleep
on the floor of the airport lounge and in the plane.. but I’m still pretty wiped out..
Even so.. It was a good trip.. The adrenaline rush I get from meeting new people .. and leanrign new stuff… always seems ot make it worth the hassle of traveling..
One thing that always comes with meeting new folks is having to tell the story of Sam..
I say ‘having’.. in’s not an obligation.. nor is it a drag for me to talk about Sam..
It’s a story I need to tell because my family is so much central to my life.. Any conversation quickly finds its way to my family.. and that must include the story of
Sam’s passing. THere’s always this strange and abrupt asymetry.. I’ll be exchanging life stories with someone.. then comes Sam’s story.. and then the shock .. I read it in their faces.. and it comes back and hits me like an echo . Soemtimes there’s a pause.. sometimes a murmured condolence.. sometimes a parallel story.. always.. a change in the direction of conversation. Sometimes I need to help the person back into the conversation.. I feel a little responsibe for cheering them back up after they’ve heard about our tragedy.. sounds funny.. I know.. but I do. Sometimes I’ll give them a Samstone .. and tell them about Sam and Samstones.. that usually gets things back on track.
It’s a weird dance.. .. one I’m getting good at.. I guess that’s a good thing.. where would I be if I could do this ?
nite all.. nite Sam
-me
Wednesday night – candle
Oy… greetings from the San Jose airport. I’ve just learned that my 10:25 PM
flight is now scheduled to leave here at 4:10 AM..
4:10 AM ?
4:10 AM ?!?!
Man.. I was exhausted before i got that news.. now I can hardly see straight. That’s
what I get for trying to do a coast to coast trip in less than 24 hours.
Talk about burning the candle at both ends.. Nature is doing this to tell me to slow down.. I hear you nature..
Maybe I can sleep on the floor a little..
Nite everyone.. nite Sam
-me