It's littleredhead's birthday, today!

Happy Birthday, littleredhead!
I hope you and groundctrl are doing something exciting and fun! (I know you are, you're exciting and fun people. :) )

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Someone snapped off my key in the lock of the front door. I not even going to bother to call a locksmith. I'm not going to get stuck with that bill because I really don't think this is my fault, and I'm not going to deal with the potential legal repercussions if he does something to the door in the course of his work, this not being my property. I found the spare key I had made for my Mom when she was visiting and I'll just use that. I don't even think I'm going to bother to call the building management company and talk to them about this again. I'm sure other people will complain.

want to see something odd?

Google Maps "Holmes Mill, Maine." Off Head of the Tide road, running up to the North West, you can see a little unnamed track that does a right angle to North East and terminates in a white, blobby dot. That's my father's house. It doesn't look like a house at all. It doesn't even look round, which it actually is. I think all we're seeing in that picture is reflection off the parts of the roof which aren't in shadow.

And btw, I have no idea about this "Holmes Mill." I lived there for three years and I don't recall ever hearing of Holmes Mill. My father's address is still officially Belfast.

Google Maps also claims that it would be a shorter trip, time wise, if I went North all the way to Albion, over through Freedom and back down to Holmes Mill rather than going across to Belfast and then turning North as I always do. Maybe the roads run faster, but it looks very counter-intuitive. I was trying to decide whether to pick him up the day before or that day. I'm guessing that five hours of driving, ten hours on the plane and another three hours of driving in Texas might be too much for me in one day, so I'm hoping to fetch him down the day before.

...
The above was hours ago...
AND NOW

My brain and eyes are just dead from trying to sort out flight connections, and Dad has decided he wants to make the trip alone, because his brother has invited him to stay for a month, if he wants. Which is good for me, and it would be great for them to spend more time together, but I am nervous about him making connections on his own. I impressed upon him that he should ask them up front to help him out. Eor assures me that usually if people are completely mystified by the process the airlines will take care of them and get them there. I hope so.

I think I want to sleep now. Wish I'd done some dishes instead of looking for flights.