Started up lessons with Lester again -- got another road test in a few weeks. We spent the entire time parallel parking on Saturday. I think I've narrowed my problem down to not adequately watching the car in front of me. Lester also bolstered my spirits a bit by pointing out that the inspector I was assigned last time (#700) is widely regarded as being the toughest out of all them. Dunno, maybe Lester's just earning his keep, but I'm feeling better about this next test. Also, he'd burned his hands something terrible in a grease fire at his apartment a few weeks ago; the blisters are only now starting to heal.
Nina and I managed to attend the Saturday presentations at HOPE 6. I gotta say, it was a bit disappointing. One of the seminars I'd wanted to attend (on quantum cryptography) was cancelled, and the other stuff was all pretty much, you know, entry-level. Ultimately, she and I variously managed to attend:
- Constructing Cryptographic Protocols (given by one of the main dudes from cDc)
- Breaking Down the Web of Trust
- Law Enforcement Wiretaps: Background and Vulnerabilities
Also attended a Best of Animateka feature at BAM -- Animateka being an Eastern-European animation festival. The shorts were predictably gloomy, and some were downright terrifying, like this one, which apparently won a prize last year. (It doesn't look like much in the picture, but the whole thing kind of squiggles and groans at you in a most unappetizing way for like 10 minutes.) After the show, we poked around in some construction detritus that was sitting around in the lot behind the big Salvation Army offices on Hanson Pl. (The results are in my Flickr photostream.)
So that was all the weekend before last. Saturday night, a bunch of us (incl. Jegga and Sophie P. of HCHS fame) went down to Coney Island for the One Night of Fire party, the organizers of which promised a wild bonfire + bacchanale on the beach. It turned out to be a bit more subdued, with a higher percentage of. One thing that's remarkable about Coney Island, at least at night, is how much it seems like the end of the world out there, especially when you're out on the darker parts of boardwalk away from rides and arcades. We all ended up going on the Wonder Wheel -- Aanie and I in a normal car, everyone else in one of the slidy ones that careen up and down the spokes of the wheel. Fans of going to Coney Island with me may remember that I do not do very well on the Wonder Wheel (though not as badly as I do on the teacups; hurfff), and that night was no exception.
I'm seriously considering making the preparations to attend the Gütersloh bug-squashing party for Debian Etch. I've never been off the continent before. It'd be expensive and a little scary, and, like someone on #debian-bugs mentioned, 8000 miles is a long way to go to fix bugs, but I don't know... I think I should do it. Razor said he might like to go to Amsterdam. I'm fucking down, guy. Let's not let each other back out of this one.