Day 1 - To the beach

In which Jack hits the road

As is traditional, the day started well enough.  NOAA had got it right - it did snow overnight but not enough to coat the drive.  So all the effort I had put into carting icemelt and snow shovel from the crawl space was wasted.  I had an appointment to have a lump carved out of my arm at 8:30 so hanging about was not allowed.  I was halfway through my brekkie when the phone rang - "We're not opening the office until 11 - can you come in then?"  A quick calculation showed that, if I did that, I would roll into Surfside after dark and, considering what a nightmare the last 10 miles usually are, that seemed a crappy idea.  So said lump removal happens next month.
The drive was amazingly uneventful and my determination to stop at every rest area meant that it was done completely without crossed legs.
Whoever developed this area clearly didn't want anyone visiting it as you breeze in along roads steadily heading the necessary southeast until you get about 20 miles out as the seagull flies at which point the road heads north.  And east.  In fact so far east that you wind up driving 10 miles west to get to your final destination.  No matter - it's an interesting if not devastatingly picturesque drive.
It being day 1 of my trip and my lack of a companion with a functioning brain I first had to work out how to use the lock box in which the condo key was hidden and then come up with a cunning scheme by which I would not lock myself out irretrievably.  Done on all counts.  Connecting to the network was far easier than it ever is when I set a network up at home and so I am almost established.  

I tutor a couple of students tomorrow - I have somehow managed to kill the mike circuit on my laptop so I lashed out on a new wireless headset at the local Office Depot.  I bought my last one in 2003 and thrashed it to death so I think I can tolerate the expense.
I'm too tired to work out what is on what TV channel so I will leave that to a day when it is raining.  Besides my two students I have to package a chunk of software (yes, I'm working 24 hours a week while I'm here which more than covers the rent) by Wednesday which involves remarkably little work although a tiny typo can make a pig's breakfast of it so I will need a decent part of my wits about me.

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