We Float

Who: Del Ethier and Tom Sturbridge
What: Transcript of the first broadcast of the Wild Card Underground radio show. (Well, the beginning of it. We didn't actually try to write a whole show.)
When: Monday, July 12 (Backdated)
Where: Anhalt Building
Status: Log, Complete

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Who: Del Ethier and Zadkiel Thrush
When: Early Morning, Thursday, July 1 [Backdated]
Where: The park and then the car
What: Del takes Zadkiel to tai-chi, then tries to talk to him afterward.
Status: Log, Complete

( So what did you think? )

Who: Del Ethier and Ganesh Surendar
When: Wednesday, June 24, afternoon-evening
Where: A hardware store, then back to the Anhalt.
What: Del and Ganesh run into problems and prejudice at the hardware store, then end up talking for a while back at home. PART TWO OF TWO.
Status: Closed; complete


Del gave a warmer grin than was necessary for the situation and shrugged his shoulders to loosen them up. "You know, I bet she'll email you," he remarked, changing the subject.

"I hope not," Ganesh said seriously, unbuckling his seat belt. "That would mean she needed help." He paused, then laughed. "Not that I wouldn't help her but I hope she doesn't need it." He stepped out of the car and shut the door, stretching his arms lazily up to the sky.

( It was one of those things that you didn't ask, he knew that, but he desperately wanted to. )

Who: Del Ethier and Ganesh Surendar
When: Wednesday, June 24, afternoon-evening
Where: A hardware store, then back to the Anhalt.
What: Del and Ganesh run into problems and prejudice at the hardware store, then end up talking for a while back at home. PART ONE OF TWO.
Status: Closed; complete

Del loved being outside in this weather; he almost bounced with every step. While seasons never seemed to stop him from wearing shorts and sandals (not to mention sunglasses), for the first time this year, he felt, it was apropos. Tai-chi was better in the sun, shopping was better in the sun, everything was better in the sun.

"Man, all I need is a ice cream cone and life would be just about perfect," he remarked lazily, folding his hands behind his head.

( You want something to swing at? Or are women and geeks all you can handle? )