July 30, 2003
Turtles, All The Way Down
We went to Ran’s house for dinner tonight. He barbequed steaks, which were awesome. It was kind of a final send-off dinner. We’re wrapping stuff up on reasearch (last week). More about that later, but I’m psyched because my code started working today. I’m really glad, too, because by its very nature it would have been a bitch to debug.
Ran’s son gave us a tour of their backyard environs. It was a very… thorough tour, the most thorough tour of a garden I have ever been on which included no plants whatsoever. We did, however, make stops at the turtle pinwheel, the balance beam, several rocks, a play structure, and the turtle sandbox (turtles were a recurring theme in this tour). We also saw the zip-line, which is between some trees. I even rode it. I think there’s a slight downhill slope to it, but it could have been a trick of the eye.
At one point, when we were supposed to be looking at some sort of turtle-encrusted lawn-ornamentery, which happened to be right next to some tomato plants that were very obviously tomato-laden, I asked Ben if he knew what kind of plants those were. “Those are trees,” he responded, not even turning, as we moved on to the next stop on the tour.
Ben is five.