Tuesday, November 12, 2002
Spent the morning shopping for 17-inch LCD monitors, which I think we'll purchase for the office staff. Lunch with Joel at Pasta Pomodoro. The music selections were as if it were pop oldies night at a gay disco. Gloria Gaynor sang "I Will Survive," Diana Ross sang "I'm Coming Out," Stacey Q sang "Two of Hearts," and ABBA sang "Dancing Queen." Joel thinks our waiter was tweaking and higher than a kite. I don't have enough experience being around people taking drugs to know the difference, but the guy (our receipt said "Brett") was bumping into tables accidentally, got Joel's order wrong, mixed up our bill with that of a woman a few tables away, and charged the wrong amount to our bill. (He caught it before we left, though.) I told Joel to call him on it, so he did and the guy denied it was true. Afterwards we went to Radio Shack to replace the Nokia charger that Joel had forgotten in his hotel while travelling on business last week. Later James and I worked on the student database together. He requested many changes, so many of the VB scripts I wrote broke and I'll have to go fix them later. Today I finally received a check from the IRS about a screwup that my mom caused with my taxes. Dinner at home with Patrick: corn biscuits, pork chops with wild mushrooms, green leaf salad with Annie's vinegar-free dressing. Yum! Caught up on old e-mail. Worked on Domenica's Web site.