An inadequate buffet

I learn that somebody else has figured out an ActionScript trick or technique and has gotten an award or wrote a book that gained them recognition. I'm upset because I had figured the same thing out years ago.

I'm traveling with a male companion. We pass a pavilion with six or seven rooms, all demonstrating or teaching some sort of yoga or martial art.

I'm walking near the shore of the Lake of the Woods to meet my extended family for a meal. The sun is setting. I stop to take pictures of it. I notice the wind is blowing patterns on the calm water, rippling the surface into different hues and textures of blue. I'm intending to cut the photos into shapes and assemble a picture from them.

I'm late for the dinner. Hardly anything is left: just two hamburger buns and a little bit of sloppy joe meat. One of the buns has a bite taken out of it.