".bar a into walks tachyon A"

[coyotegoth]

Last night, I met elisem, along with Patrick and Teresa (friends of Velma's and Soren's; nice, smart, SF-type people) at a place called Quarter in Brooklyn. I had strong memories of Quarter from going there with Velma and Soren, particularly during Soren's recovery from the stroke (I don't think I'll ever be able to listen to the Buzzcocks' "Why Can't I Touch It?" on the jukebox there without thinking of them); this was only the second occasion I'd been there since they had left New York, and memories were strong. We talked about them; about memories occasioned; about science fiction, and music (Patrick and Elise were both carrying ukeleles, both of which came into play during the evening); of Civil War trivia (quick- who was the leader of the Union forces at Gettysburg?). An interesting dynamic, not made less so by the fact that, while I've known all concerned for quite some time, and come to care for each of them in our individual degrees, this was really the first time we'd hung out without Velma and Soren, and we can all be fairly said to still be getting to know one another. Which is good: exploring new people (assuming they feel right to begin with) is definitely part of the fun. (Random: Elise used to be close with the science fiction author John M. Ford, a man with an Asimov-style brain. They were in a car, when the driver happened to mention that "Polish" is the only word that changes pronunciation based on whether or not the first letter is capitalized. From Ford, with no discernible pause: "tangier".)

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[redbird]

"Used to be close" is a massive understatement. They were romantic partners for several years, until Mike's death.

[coyotegoth.livejournal.com]

Yes; not knowing exactly how public that knowledge was (as I have little knowledge of Elise's LJ or her writings on Making Light, and we're very much still getting to know each other) I opted for caution; I've had unfortunate experiences in the past where knowledge I thought was public, turned out not to be.

[holyoutlaw.livejournal.com]

I've thought of a third: rainier/Rainier.