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Oct 2 04: t minus nine
My train for Goldens Bridge, NY leaves Grand Central Station in just under 9 hours. Once there, I locate Dave Kirtley, whom I have never met, and we drive to Woods Hole and catch the ferry to Martha’s Vineyard and Viable Paradise.
My bags are packed. I’ve got writing implements, a blank notebook or two, extra ink for the totemic pen, Pablo’s laptop, and a cloud of butterflies in my stomach who aren’t sure whether to stage a revolt or teach me to rumba.
What have I done?
I guess I’ll only be able to answer that when it’s over. Check back here in a week.
PS: Net access from VP will be somewhere between little and none, and the comment-spammers have been hitting strangeradiation.com/blog/ viciously over the past several days. I shudder to think of what the place will look like by the time I get back. I can only hope that I’ll be able to shove one of the doors open far enough to get in there with a hose…