This wasn't really suitable for Creepy Uncle Mark, so here is my (physical) letter today to California DMV:
Monday, June 10, 2019
a little nastygram
This wasn't really suitable for Creepy Uncle Mark, so here is my (physical) letter today to California DMV:
Saturday, October 06, 2018
Been a hot minute
So if you do that EffBee thing, and we know each other in real life, and you want Creepy Uncle Mark to be able to monetize our friendship, get in touch! Like here, you won't find me there unless you know what to look for, so it'll be easier if you tell me how to find you. And there you can see semi regular photos of food and bikes and an adorable little stuffed monkey. I'm fairly picky about accepting EffBee friend requests, so if I would accept it, you already have my email address.
I'm not planning to take this blog down, but it will continue to only be rarely updated.
In the interests of entertaining the perhaps four and a half of you who still occasionally check this blog, here is a photo I'll file under "Things the Director of Operations Does Because It's Far Easier Than Calling the Head of Maintenance":
Because, who knew, it's not a good idea to pour almost a gallon of soupy liquid with semi-finely chopped vegetable mush down the sink at once, disposal or no. Hint on who didn't know: it wasn't me. Thank god it was all vegan and fresh (no, I don't know why my apartment-mate was getting rid of it.)
Tuesday, July 03, 2018
Thursday, May 31, 2018
mural
A wall mural that I made almost 25 years ago is still here.
And I'm here.
And I just saw a friend who was one of my first professional supervisors.
It's a really good day.
Monday, April 30, 2018
Moving along
As I'm packing to move yet again, I came across this nearly twenty year old list of places to live.
A couple took longer than the ~10 years allotted, but I've managed to check off six.
Sunday, April 08, 2018
Movies
Summary: I'm getting plenty of use out of moviepass, and will continue to do so while it lasts. But I'm not super optimistic.
Knives and tinysizing
It's kinda like your kids: you love them all, but if you're being honest, you love them differently. Each one of these has a specific role and purpose. Yes, there's a little redundancy with the three Leatherman Waves, but one lives in the car, one is EDC on my belt, and the middle (with the lanyard) is both a really nice tool, and has some sentimental value.
While it's a lot of knives, it doesn't add enough meaningful bulk to my tinysizing project to worry about it much. What's this tinysizing project, you ask? Making everything I own fit in, or on, my car. Used to be everything I owned fit in a two door Ford Festiva. Now the project is to get somewhere back close to that.
In case you're wondering about any of these, you should ask! The weird looking pull knife, second from the right, is the largest blade I could legally carry in Boston, and is pretty wicked looking open:
Saturday, March 17, 2018
The pristine waters of Lake Tahoe
Since the statute of limitations for N.R.S. 444.630(2) has passed:
Yep, that's me dropping trow in Lake Tahoe, probably about ten years old, to take a shit. (Hey, loogit: I really, really had to go, and we were hiking in the woods around the lake.) Let the reader who has never urinated or defecated in public cast the first stone!
I'm not sure who took the photo; probably my dad. That's my mom in the upper right (inexplicably) encouraging me, and my sister with the blonde hair and white t-shirt, supervising.
I have no idea why they didn't have me crap in the woods. Maybe implementing the old saw from toxicology that "dilution is the solution"?
Thanks, mom, for making at least a half dozen copies of this gem, so that it has survived the ages!
Pro Tip to parents everywhere: make sure you have a few choice photos of your young kids for blackmail when they start mouthing off as teenagers, or for their partners and spouses to be. My mom was also a big fan of the "naked in the garage holding a broomstick" genre.
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
Sunday, March 11, 2018
Bartholomew goes hiking!
Tuesday, March 06, 2018
Walking
This represents about a third of my day. It's less impressive of you don't know that it involves about 25 stairs each time I go south to north and back.
These dogs are barkin!
Monday, March 05, 2018
Sunday, March 04, 2018
Avocado toast!
🥑 🥑
What's all this bother about $18 avocado toast? This cost about a grand total of $1.07
(Yes, okay, FINE: I mashed it up. I'm not an animal. And added salt and pepper and tomato. So maybe $1.15.)
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Monday, February 12, 2018
Freedom
I recently watched a really amazing cover by Pink of Janis Joplin's classic Me and Bobby McGee. I really had no feelings either way about Pink before this, but the cover was fucking spot on. Pink was sweating raw energy.
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose..."
Right now, freedom is being able to openly pick the boogers from my nose ring on the BART train because everyone around me is so buried in their phones and devices.
Headed to play indoor putt putt golf with K and 3+ year old niece V!
Saturday, February 10, 2018
Yard decor
Bartholomew enthusiastically approves of Mom's yard decoration!
Delightful visit with family, now headed to the Bay Area to see A1, hopefully more family, and be interviewed for one of my favorite podcasts!
Sunday, February 04, 2018
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
Amtrak #51
How is it that the Republicans manage to fuck everything up so badly? Do they try? Or are they just that stupid?
Can't fix stupid.
Sigh.
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
Train snack
Bartholomew would prefer banana flavored, but accepts that long distance Amtrak trains are a culinary captive audience situation.
Saturday, January 13, 2018
Blowing Snow:
I live in a big house at the bottom of a big hill, with a window that looks out onto a driveway and parking lot at the bottom of said big hill, in a valley, near a river, in a Mountain(ous) State. Well, at least the ones they haven't blown up yet.
This makes for very interesting wind and weather. When snowflakes flutter and swirl and float around, it's so beautiful, sometimes nearly hypnotic. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately?) video and photographs really don't capture it or do it justice. So I usually just look out my window every few minutes and take it in for a while. It's truly lovely.
And then a someone with a "Friends of Coal" license plate shows up and parks like an asshole and roars their tricked out Mustang's engine.
But then they go away, and the snowflakes remain.
The End.
Friday, January 05, 2018
Books: 2017 report
14 books read
4,252 pages read
Best book: eh. This is tough. I read a number of mediocre to crappy books in 2017. Best? I guess I'd say A Man Called Ove, by Fredrik Backman.
Worst book: this is easy. Without question it was Hillbilly Elegy, by J.D. Vance. An absolutely piece of garbage. You can read my rant here about it. J.D. Vance is a tool.
Okay. On to 2018 reading!
Wednesday, January 03, 2018
Sunday, December 31, 2017
Saturday, December 30, 2017
Sittin' On Darwin's Theory
With a tip of the hat to the Indigo Girls...
(Bartholomew is all, "Seriously?!? I got that all figured out in undergrad.")
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Avocado Toast
Confidential to W: I think your overall assessment is jaded, BUT: there IS avocado toast in Anchoragua!
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Friday, December 15, 2017
Goodbye to another old thing
Thursday, December 14, 2017
My tum tum, and hallucinations
I have a moderately bad stomach bug of some kind. Not too hard to believe, since I spent three days in court with all sorts of people, visited a museum, saw a movie, and the lovely household that was hosting me included someone who had just gotten over a bad stomach bug. I projectile vomited yesterday evening, and have had diarrhea x36 hours. Cold sweats all night, aches, low grade fever, the usual.
So I'm hydrating, only consuming water, tea, broth, and electrolytes; might introduce bananas or applesauce tonight or tomorrow, depending on how I'm feeling (right now that sounds unpleasant.) I'm also tracking all of my input and output (which might make for a really disgusting blog post soon. We'll see.)
That's the boring stuff.
The much more interesting stuff to me:
1) the human body is a pretty amazing thing. I had a seven hour Amtrak trip home yesterday. While I didn't feel great, it wasn't horrible. But then within about two minutes of being home, as I was beginning to unpack, my body immediately told me it was time to vomit. I literally ran to the bathroom, and did so rather explosively. It pretty amazing that the body and brain can communicate in this way.
Confidential to my body: THX THX THX for not making me worship the
2) even more interesting, both last night, and this morning, my sense of hearing, and sight, are both significantly more intense than usual. I mean, I live in a big old 120 year old house, so there are always house sounds. But I mostly tune them out. I heard creaks and stuff so much more last night, to the point it was a little scary. Saw stuff that is always there, but it was so much more vivid. Last night it was to the point where I was beginning to wonder if I was having auditory and visual hallucinations. I thought I heard music playing, though the only other person in the house who could have been playing it, I've never once heard music from that room (it's down the stairs and behind two doors.)
There is one shower that I use almost daily, and there is a particular shampoo bottle in it that makes a single, slight popping noise every morning when it warms up from the warm water. This morning it was a sharp crack, to the point where it actually startled me a little bit.
Folding my laundry last night actually winded me a little bit. So I'm taking today very easy, which is a good excuse to listen to podcasts and catch up on sewing projects and the like.
Saturday, December 09, 2017
Needed apps
I want an app that warns me against parking next to Pokemon Go spots when I want to sit in the car in the dark and listen to podcasts.
Friday, December 08, 2017
movies
It came yesterday, and I immediately went to see a movie with it. Justice League. Then today I went to see Wonder.
Justice League: I was (literally) the only person in the theater. It was atrocious. Loud, stupid, badly done, silly, and minimally entertaining. So fucking loud at so many points that I literally had to stuff my fingers in my ears. I kept looking at my watch to see how much longer I had to endure.
Wonder: I was, again, (literally) the only person in the theater. It was: pretty kinda okay. Overwrought and overdone, often trite and predictable, but cute in places, and definitely a tear jerker.