What a Day!

April 16, 2018

It’s been a horrible week for me, so a day like yesterday was very helpful. I had been coming off of two days of stomach problems, having made myself sick from worrying about a decision about an apartment that was out of my hands. On Friday, I found out I didn’t get the place which sucked, but at least the waiting stress was gone. Before that I couldn’t eat anything except apple juice, and was weak and dizzy for most of the day. But Friday was the stat of the Cambridge Science Festival, and Saturday was the robot zoo and main fair. Was so looking forward to it. Luckily I woke up not woozy and significantly pain free, so I was able to get up and get out of the house for the day.

It was too cold outside so we stayed in the Cambridge War Memorial Recreatiion Center which was turned into the convention area for all groups in attendance. We got to look at various human cells through microscopes with viewing screens (like an iPhone for an eye piece!), learned a little too much about probiotics, and got to have ice cream made from liquid nitrogen (used way too much strawberry syrup accidentally). Coolest thing was we got to see actual brains  pig and human are the onlyh ones I remember being mentioned, but there were at least four actual brains. Sophia got to hold the human brain, so that was really cool. They had a more extensive robotic section than I remembered, though they had some LEGO engineering stuf that was pretty nice.

After the fair, since we were near Harvard Square, I took her to one of my favorite places: Pinocchio’s. It’s a pizza place tucked in just before the main square and they specialize in Sicilian slices. I used to go there all the time when I worked at WGBH (when it was just across from the business school), and I love their stuff. I got to show Sophia the place and their work with pizza, although because of the stomach issues I went for simple cheese—I LOVE their tomato and basil slice best; spnach a close second.

For an added benefit, I got to politely tell the landlady to fuck off. She called me durcing the carnival part sometime after she showed someone my apartment and wondered why I hadn’t packed anything yet. I told her that wasn’t any of her concern and I will when I move. She was still upset that she would have to clean up a big mess and before she could start in on what I should be doing, I said I pay you rent but that doesn’t give you the right to tell me how to live. I told her things will be clean, now butt out, leave me alone and hung up on her.

That was definitely a feel good day.

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