Mah Jong Monday

Today has been a lazy day, and an enjoyable day. Nothing to rush about. I’m on holiday. I finished reading Dave Gorman’s Googlewhack Adventure this morning and am now ploughing my way through cousin Robert’s novel Boonville, in between a couple of writing projects, a visit to Char’s neighbour, BJ, to check out some software he’s developing and discovering that he wants to learn how to play Mah Jong.

A quick phone call to Carol revealed that I had remembered correctly her comment, during a visit to Inverness, Scotland, that she owned a Mah Jong set. So this afternoon Char and I dropped by her house to pick it up. Made in China (so the box says) the set is a complete, Western set adorned with Arabic numerals, completely plain white dragons, and a unique set of four flowers and four seasons. We play at 8pm tonight.

All I’ve heard from Palo Alto so far today is that Jane has been on the EIGHT panel (an experience she described as ‘scary’) and is in sore need of three things: sleep, heating and TV. Hopefully, our couple of days in SF, before we fly to Seattle on Saturday, will give Jane a suitable dose of the trash-TV that she needs to unwind.

I’m not long off the phone to cousin Zack. I descend on Robert and Nicola’s guesthouse on Wednesday at two.