Saturday, September 30, 2017

September 30th, 2017

Just got back from my dinner with Hal, and that's going to take some time to process. Let me get there first though.

Max joined me for lunch as usual. We only have so long, and I had so much to talk to her about I had to set guidelines. Firstly I asked what she had wanted to talk about last week. And yea, she had come across the events in Salt Lake City. We confirmed notes, she was amazed I'd known about it at all, which led to a discussion about my dinners with Hal. She still insists on calling them dates. She had a little bit more information, but most of that was what had come to light in the week since. As for Hal, of course I couldn't tell her anything, and now she thinks that something scandalous is going on. At least she's happy for me.

The next item on our agenda was our Halloween costume. I had forgot to bring it up to Candace when we were there, but I figure it'd be better for Max and her to meet first anyway. Still, I made my suggestion to Max and she thought it was a great idea. She also thinks that her and Candace should be introduced first before we made any plans. I told her that I go over to Candace's on Thursdays when she normally has class, but we're usually there through dinner if she'd want to join. Max liked that idea and I said I'd make the appropriate arrangements. Will have to remember to text Sam and have him relay the request. Need to get Candace a phone, maybe another shopping trip is in order.

That left only a few minutes to confirm our plans for the Roller Derby Tournament. Everything is in order, tickets are confirmed, and with it being on a Saturday Max doesn't have to worry about school. I only have to worry about work, and I've already confirmed that off. So we're all good!

So, dinner with Hal. He tried to start with the small talk like usual as he decided how willing he was to talk to me. I was having none of it, I immediately asked how much danger I was in. Hal nodded and said he actually explored that area. While he had originally been approached by two men, since accepting his apprenticeship he'd only had contact with his tutor. His tutor told him that generally people don't believe what it was Hal would tell them. Or if they did, they tended to already believe wild and crazy notions and it was rare that what Hal had to say would be considered dangerous.

Their organization gave people like him something of a support group for what they had found, and a purpose in finding it. Their work was primarily in preventing people from discovering and damaging the Ohvao. To that end they also worked to prevent people from accidentally crossing the Ohvau. This gave their organization a noble purpose and kept people loyal to it.

If someone were to try and break that loyalty, steps would have to be taken to correct and prevent it from happening again. He said the old man was very persuasive in that department. He had also stressed again that life was what was valuable to them, they never resorted to threats or violence. But they might imprison someone until their loyalty could be established.

"So I'm in danger of being kidnapped?" I asked. Hal said no, not for him just talking to me. They would be more concerned if he were to show me some hard proof. Then they would treat me just as they had him, inviting me to join them to protect those secrets. But they would also have to correct him and reestablish his loyalty.

What about the news articles he had shown me, and what Max had found? Hal said things like that showed up in the news from time to time. They were usually wrote off by the public at large. The rare items that hit the news on a regular basis were treated by the public as conspiracy theories. The amusing thing to Hal was that it turns out there is an organization that is covering them up, and he was now a part of it.

Loch Ness, The Bermuda Triangle, and other such conspiracies turn out to actually be true. Just not in the way people think they are. There are places in the world where people can, and sometimes do, accidentally cross the Ohvau. But the Ohvau was meant to prevent magical creatures from crossing, not mortals. So mortals can cross it, just like he had, and even come back. Sadly, they didn't always. I asked, what if a Fomor were to cross it? He said that part of the magic was to prevent that from happening, but if one were to find a loophole it could tear down the whole thing. That was part of the reason they worked so hard to keep it secret. They didn't want mortals crossing the Ohvau intentionally. It might allow for something on the other side to find a loophole.

So I asked him about breaking the runestone. Hal said they assured him that the runestone was just a marker, that it had no actual connection to the Ohvau. Hal didn't seem like he believed that though, so I pressed. He said it was hard for him to get over that feeling he had when he broke it, the wind coming in toward it, and then blowing out. It was like something was taking a breath for the first time in a very long time. And while his tutor seemed unconcerned about the runestone having been cracked, the old man had been intent on it.

I asked him what he was going to do, and he said that in addition to him being a part of the organization, they actually treat him like an employee. They'll train him to be able to do the things he needs to do, fund his education for the things he wants to do, and they pay him a wage. He said he's getting paid better now than he had ever expected to get paid as an Anthropologist. And all he has to do really is to keep his secret, and help the organization when they find something that would reveal the secret to the world.

Writing that out, I realize he didn't answer my question. It makes me wonder if he's sure about what he's going to do now. Science is a discipline that relies on being open, you don't keep secrets and you don't hide things. This seems to me to be a conflict of his interests. It's no wonder he'd be unsure of how to answer my question.

But what would I do if I were in his position? I think I'd learn everything I could, be able to confirm that what they're saying is true. And if it's a secret that is worthy of being kept, then I guess I keep it. But if not, I'd spill the beans as spectacularly as I could.

I wonder if that's what Hal is going to do? Makes me feel like I have a responsibility to be his anchor.


Friday, September 29, 2017

September 29th, 2017

My Monday back to work, which was another day. Being Friday things were relatively busy so I stayed in the register mostly. They kept trying to get our help upstairs for the remodel, but as soon as any of us walked away from our register, we'd get enough visitors that we'd need their help back. After a while they just gave up on getting our help.

Most of the visitors were understanding, but it always takes the one person to just ruin our day. Some guy with his kids, he was absolutely intent on seeing the Egypt display, and wasn't about to accept any response other than "sir, yes sir." I feel for him, I really do, he was from out of state and it's not like he can come back whenever. His actions though, and the way he treated Nichole, was just unacceptable. We were happy to hand him off to John.

Hal joined me for lunch again. We didn't speak much at first, I wasn't sure what to say. I knew now why he didn't want to talk about things publicly, but it was all I could think about. He finally asked about meeting up again for another dinner. It's starting to become a routine at this point so I agreed. It'll give me the chance to ask him some questions.

So tomorrow night we're going to hit up a burger joint.


Thursday, September 28, 2017

September 28th, 2017

As has so often been proven true, my dizzy spells are not to be predicted. The nice thing is that I didn't have one. The disappointing part is that I couldn't predict it. So since I hadn't had one last night or this morning, I didn't take public transportation and Sam came and got me. Not that he minded, I was just wanting to learn the routes. It's just as well, Mom wasn't liking the idea just in case I did have an attack.

Candace was in seventh heaven, she fairly floated everywhere having full mobility and no need for those bulky crutches. Where she had been knocking those crutches into everything, her grace was something to behold and envy. I felt super clumsy being around her, and I didn't trip or stumble or anything.

With her new found mobility, I didn't have to help her with chores around the house so much, so we spent all day out in the backyard working on her garden. It was a lot of fun, and a lot of work. I've never worked on the ground before, digging around and getting my hands dirty. There was a satisfaction at the end of the day that I've never felt in anything else I've ever worked on. Even when we still didn't have much to show for it. We worked on landscaping mostly, since it's way too late in the season to really plant anything. Did a lot of pulling weeds too. So it did look much more like a garden when we were finished.

Candace's cat was outside watching us the whole time. Despite our best efforts, he refused to join us. Though once Sam called us in for dinner, we noticed him inspecting our work and rolling in the freshly turned dirt.

I asked Candace if she'd considered a name for the cat, give us something to call him other than her cat, or the cat. She said she didn't feel comfortable just naming him, that when he wanted us to know his name he'd tell us. It seemed odd, but maybe she's just thinking she'd name him boots if she caught him playing in someones boots or something.

Sam had let himself in while we were in back and had started cooking before we even knew he was there. He made a simple soup for us this time, it had lots of vegetables; onions, celery, carrots, basil leaves, garlic, and rice. Then he added slices of lemon, which I thought was odd, but it lent a nice flavor. And then topped it with Parmesan cheese. To accompany it, he made a buttermilk raisin and caraway seed bread. It was very different, but made for a nice dinner.

While I had the both of them seated, I let them know about the Roller Derby tournament that I'd be going to in a couple of weeks and how it'd change my schedule around. I offered to visit on Friday if they needed, but Saturday was already planned out. Candace asked about going, and I let her know that I had already checked and tickets were sold out. But I did let her know that it should be televised if she wanted to watch that. She looked distressed to have to deal with the TV, but I said I could set it on the channel, and when the time came she could just turn it on. She's figured out how to do that much, I can't understand why it's so hard for her to get the rest. In any case, she's got DVR, so I suggested that I can set it to record and then we can watch it together the next time I'm over. She seemed pleased with that idea.

When we were finished, Sam offered a cordial to each of us. I of course turned it down, not sure what it'd do with my meds. Candace and Sam both had a shot, and before they drank they saluted toward the ceiling. It was odd, and when I asked what it was about Sam said they were recognizing the changing of the watch? It didn't make any sense to me, and I didn't ask any more. A quick google search though after I got home didn't bring anything up. Maybe it's something to do with the army? Sam and Eli were both enlisted, maybe it's a tradition he passed on to Candace.

After dinner I set up Candace's DVR to record some shows I like. The tournament was harder to find, but I think I've got it set up. I'll have to remember to check again next time I'm there. But this way I've got some shows that she and I can watch together when I'm there and we can figure out what kind of entertainment she actually enjoys. She does seem to like soaps, so I made sure to record Supernatural.

By that point it was getting late, so Sam brought me home. Hopefully I don't wake to another dizzy spell tonight, I've got work again tomorrow. Not having one all day has made me paranoid about that.


Wednesday, September 27, 2017

September 27th, 2017

Today was a relatively lazy day. Got my chores done. Relaxed. Watched some more Legion.

Legion's been just as confusing as ever. It seems obvious that this was a newly created reality that dragged everyone else in. But I'm cautious, because of course the new reality has everyone in the mental hospital. The story is obviously forming that this parasite is the big bad, and it's been forming for quite a few episodes by now. They've done such a good job though of making one question the reality of the show though that I at least have been setting that concept aside. Not to ignore it, but to try and get a grasp on things. But with the way the last episode ended, and this episode completely, the parasite won't be set aside anymore. I'm still not sure of what all is going on, but it does feel like I can grasp that with some solidity. I do so cautiously though, and I think that's a credit to the show.

I've been enthralled with Aubrey Plaza's character and her portrayal. But I also have to admit, I can't watch her and not think of her getting bleeped out in Scott Pilgrim. I keep expecting that black censor bar to show up over her mouth when she cusses. To be honest while I know it'd break the seriousness of the show, it'd be in line to happen were David to try and take back some control. Just sensor Lenny to prevent her from saying anything. I'd laugh. It won't happen, but I'd laugh.

Oh well, tomorrow I'll be over at Candace's again. I was wanting to take public transportation, but with my dizzy spells having been pretty regular lately, I'm expecting another attack tomorrow. I've been texting Sam about it, if I have the attack in the morning I'll take the bus and light rail. But if not, Sam'll come get me just in case. That way I'm not having a dizzy spell around strangers. We'll see what happens tomorrow, though Candace has her cast off and Sam says she's been in seventh heaven since.



Tuesday, September 26, 2017

September 26th, 2017

Since it was a Tuesday, we didn't have as many guests as usual. And where that usually means a relaxing day, I was voluntold to go help move things around for the remodel. Not that I minded, it was fun being able to help out and do something different for a change. Hal was there, and he was obviously enjoying himself acting all boisterous and loudly ordering us volunteers around. His smile was infectious, and we gave as good as we got. Safely of course, we weren't handling the sensitive stuff, but placards and stands and things, we moved those all over the place. It was a nice change of pace from standing behind a register all day.

Other than that, there isn't a whole lot to say. I did go looking up tickets for the tournament, they are definitely sold out. I'll let Candace know about it, my plans will have to change that week anyway, but I won't have to worry about inviting her without letting Max know. I'll still have to remember to talk to Max about my ideas for a Halloween costume for the three of us.


Monday, September 25, 2017

September 25th, 2017

My dizzy spell was early enough that it didn't affect my sleep, but I think it did affect my dreams. I spent a lot of time swimming or flying and had no sense of up or down. It was comfortable in a really weird way. These last few attacks have been steady at two or three days apart. I'm hoping they're leveling off, will have to discuss it with my doctor. Will see what happens.

Today was a pretty typical Monday. I did stop in to HR to check on the days I had requested off for the Roller Derby Tournament on the 14th. Looks like everything is in order, so now I just need to confirm with Max. We've been planning this since the tickets came on sale, and we are both so stoked! I'm hoping I can get a signed jersey from Aunty Entropy.

It might be too late to get another ticket, but I should mention the tourney to Candace. Even if she can't come we might be able to catch coverage on TV and set up her TV to watch it. She still can't seem to figure out how to use the remote, so if her TV is on, she pretty much leaves it on one channel and watches whatever's showing. Usually anymore her TV is off.

I had also had the thought, if Candace wants to join us, that we should do a rule 63, Three Musketeers for Halloween. I'd always wanted to, but we've never had a third, maybe this is the year!

Next month might be action packed, I'm looking forward to it.



Sunday, September 24, 2017

Sept. 24th, '17

Woke up to a dizzy spell, clock said 10:58.

September 24th, 2017

I actually slept better than I thought I would. Probably because I was exhausted from sleeping on Candace's couch the night before.

Today was a nice slow day, relatively speaking. Work was busy, Sundays often are. We also had a meeting before opening the doors. The decision has been made concerning where and how Nephmesu will be displayed. The current exhibit will be expanded to include Nephmesu, which will require a lot of rearranging. They'll be making announcements all this week, and then work will begin next Sunday. Hal had come in for the meeting, seems he knew what to expect. When they asked for volunteers to help out, he was the first on his feet.

Lots of excitement, and a lot of information we need to know. I've got an information packet here with me that I need to memorize as best I can, so I'll be working on that till I pass out.