‘Rachaidh mé féin anseo isteach, ‘arsa an Duinníneach nuair
a shroicheadar an eaglais. ‘Ba mhaith liom cúpla focal a bheith
agam le Tom Merrigan.’
Tharla cruinniú coiste de chuid bhuanchoiste an aonaigh
saothair ar siúl ar ardán an halla nuair a bhuail an Duinníneach
isteach agus bhí an tAthair Merrigan ag déanamh eadrána idir
seastán na gcístí agus lucht roth an áidh. Chuir sé na mná uaisle
ar fad in aithne don Duinníneach, a gheall go dtiocfadh sé chun
aonaigh agus go gceannódh sé stocaí bána cniotáilte uathu dá
mbeidís ar fáil. D’éalaigh siad on gcruinniú ansin agus shiúil
siad thart ar an halla, idir na stainníní, agus iad ag caint.
‘I’ll go in here myself,’ said Dineen when they reached the church.
‘I would like to have a few words with Tom Merrigan.’
A meeting of the standing committee of the job fair was taking place on the hall stage
when Dineen came in and Father Merrigan was mediating between the cake stand and
the wheel of fortune. He introduced all the ladies to Dineen, who promised to come to the
fair and buy white knitted socks from them if available. They then escaped from the meeting and walked around the hall, between the booths, talking.
platform, stage, stand
Separation of combatants; intervention in dispute; mediation, conciliation
f gs eadrána
m gs áidh
Content, charge; fill, capacity; cargo, load;
Class, category, of) people
As I wrote previously , Mia (my wife) and I spent last weekend at Capricon, a Chicagoland science fiction convention. We went to most of the Capricons in the ’80’s and ’90’s, but in our first years in Minnesota the pressures of parenthood prevented us from going. Those have eased somewhat and we have been to most of the Capricons (and Windycons) since 2009. While most Capricons have been in the Chicago suburbs, this year the convention was downtown, at the Sheraton Grand Hotel.
Mia (my wife) and I spent last weekend in Chicago for the Capricon, another science fiction convention that has been part of our life for decades. This year the convention was downtown, at the Sheraton Grand Hotel. Our room was on north side of the 28th floor and the view from our window was magnificent by night and day:
My wife Mia and I left Windycon about 9AM Sunday, missing the con events of that day. It took nearly an hour, in perfect traffic conditions, to reach the east side of Evanston. Our objective there was St. Luke’s Episcopal Church. We were members of it from 1977 until 1997, and were married there in 1978. The church went through a difficult period in the late 1990’s, but has since recovered and seems to be thriving again. The liturgy is still excellent. Some people from our day are still members, and we were able to talk to a couple of them, including our old EFM mentor. There was quite a crowd for an ordinary Sunday in November, especially in the age of Covid. We introduced ourselves to the new Rector and told her how happy we were at how the parish is doing under her leadership.
My wife Mia and I spend the past weekend in Chicagoland. Friday and Saturday we were at Windycon, a science fiction convention that we have frequently attended since the 1970s. This was first SF con we have been to since the world shut down for Covid-19. There was no Windycon in 2020. Covid, of course, has not gone away, but this year Windycon was back, with changes. There were very strict and detailed Covid policies. Proof of vaccination or a recent negative Covid test were required for admission. Masks were required everywhere except “while … actively consuming food or drink in the consuite or green room” or for performers while performing and at least 6 feet from anyone else. Bill Roper has a positive con report, with which I completely agree.
One of the attractions of the Chicago site was the proximity to the “Museum Campus” of the Field Museum of Natural History, the Shedd Aquarium and the Adler Planetarium. Looks like an example of the Matthew effect.
I have read books by both Silver and Taleb in the last couple years. Both authors have significantly changed my thinking about the world.
The Signal and the Silence looks at Silver and Taleb. It is a good review. My only real question is about the opening section, where the fate of the 2011 Boston Red Sox is described as “the worst collapse in Major League Baseball history.” I still have not recovered from the 1969 Chicago Cubs.