Quiet weekend here at waterbones; as mentioned in the rant about automated ticket saleswenchs, I was up Truckee way, visiting with my gently crazy aunt. She wasn't actually pulling weeds but some massively thorny plant with a name I've already forgotten, and turning old dead trees into woodchips. Does nobody on my bloodline know how to take a proper lazy meaningless vacation? Anyway, here's what Truckee looks like from the train station when you're waiting for a cab. More later when I've gotten a grip on everything I left hanging Friday.
