We're the Bill and Joe of the west

We're back in Palm Springs again. Jack (qbear) is spending about 75% of his time down here, since he can telecommute, but I have to come back to the bay area to work periodically. The move is proceeding slowly, a carload at a time, and sometime this summer we're planning to rent a U-haul or find some movers to move the few large pieces of furniture that won't fit in the car.

Today, while Jack worked, I acted like a housewife and did the shopping (Target and grocery); dusted, vacuumed and mopped; caught up on work e-mails; cut up cardboard for the recycling bin; got the car washed and gassed up; and tried to nap in the hammock, but it was too chilly out (70!), and I kept being investigated by our local nesting hummingbird, Humdinga. The housecleaning is necessitated by the visit this coming weekend of two of our dearest friends, Bill (bearbeat) and Joe from Boston, who have never been to Palm Springs before. We hope to introduce them to friends down here, take the tram up the mountain, eat out a lot, and spend a lot of naked time in the pool.

(As I think I've mentioned before, we think of Joe and Bill as "the Jack and Steve of the East." Joe is a year younger than Jack, Bill is a year younger than me, they've been together a year less than Jack and I have been together, and we have many, many parallels in our lives.)



Ray (profkampf), me, Bill and Joe at P-town Bear Week in 2008