Recycle my mom’s internet modem; i.e. unplug the bastard, wait a minute, plug it back in. Hello internet on my MacBook. The only excuse I can come up with for it taking me 30 hours to think of this is jetlag. And that excuse really isn’t good enough, is it? Am I slipping into early senility?

My mom’s internet is seriously fast, too. Being in the US helps as well, I’m sure. Her line is showing as 10Mbps, but just downloading a 700 meg torrent (with 48 seeds) in 17 minutes, which I’m sure is more than 25% faster than I can do it in HK with my 8Mbps line.

I did get 5 hours sleep last night – um, 10 PM to 3 AM. Hopefully can get a bit more sleep this morning before we go out today.

Yesterday’s food – not a foodie paradise since we didn’t go out all day. A pizza delivered for lunch – not a culinary masterwork by any means but close enough to the NY style pizza I crave. And since it was raining last night, we had Chinese food delivered. It was of course American Chinese food, not real Chinese food, but that’s another bit of nostalgia for me. I got some roast pork chow fun, which is hard to come by in HK – I’m told HK people find this an odd combination? But I love it. Simple enough to make at home, gotta start doing it once I get back. At least this place loaded the dish down with veggies too, but they cooked the veggies to death and beyond.

Today we’ll get out. I’ll take my mom for whatever shopping she needs and that will undoubtedly lead to lunch at a diner or maybe even (gasp!) Nathan’s.

My mother’s 88 years old. She’s got a lot of little health problems. But over all I think she’s set to outlive me. At least I think I’ve finally convinced her to sell the car – almost HK style in that her car is 10 years old and only has 20,000 miles on it. Which means she can take the money from the sale and use it for taxis.

As I’d mentioned, I’d taken all her old photo albums and scanned them – close to 3,000 pictures in all. Copied it all onto her computer, installed Picasa, made a screen saver for her that randomly cycles through all these photos. She spent hours looking at the pictures, as I knew she would. Later she dug out some VHS tapes of old 8mm movies she’d converted to video. One thing on there – super 8mm footage I’d shot of Delaney and Bonnie with Eric Clapton at the Fillmore East – silent unfortunately, but clear. I wonder if there’s more stuff like this lurking in some box in the back of some closet. Gotta convert this stuff to digital soon.

That’s about it for now. Looking forward to the Springsteen concert Saturday night! (And getting some more sleep now?)

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