At church, an impassioned plea for the Christians of the Sudan. If I recall correctly, the northern Muslims have imposed Sharia law on the southern Christians and pagans; whatever the situation, the priest had been about to be executed.
Afterwards, Vivienne came by and we all went to the picnic graduation party of a Ryan. I ate. Yen and I schmoozed with Tita Boots, who supports a telecom solution for IBM GS. She and I commiserated about the nickel-and-diming approach that we’ve gotten from certain telecoms. “Can you not come in tomorrow? I know the contract says contiguous days, but...?” Tita Lil had had Tita Boots drive her up to Toronto (at the same time I had flown there) to buy lanzones and other fruits; she asked me if I saw anything while I was there: besides the airport, nothing much. Viv and I spoke to the grad; since he gradded with an IS I took an avuncular tone, gave him my card, asked him what he was up to. He’s still recovering from college, so I said if he was interested to send in a resume, but warned him that we were overstaffed. Yen did not have her card, but said to give her a try as well, though she too was overstaffed.
Edward and I picked up fish for the still covered pool. With 70 fish in there, some five schools have formed. Only a few hours later, and the mosquito population is down. The last time we tried this was three years ago, but with premium fish, including some small cheap koi. Very attractive fish, but unfortunately they were eaten. Before they were, they drew some pretty waterfowl, including a crane or heron or whatever those wading birds are called. It took us a while to figure out why we were getting regular visits from these magnificent birds.
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