in which I write about stuff
- making a lamp from a cheese grater if I were a little more handy, I’d make one of these for C. for Xmas. I might yet…in the meantime, here’s the story: he tells this story about a friend’s girlfriend, who was, well, rich and dumb. (I have always envisioned her as blond, but that’s [...]
- cyberfrost (much wifi goodness) – trouble at Albertsons’ “I don’t mind the quid pro quo so much as the fact that you’ve got to really pay attention to the signs to know what price you’re going to pay.” we had this same problem, on what turned out to be a generally lousy day a [...]
- alignment test (for later – it’s too long for right now – oh, and thanks, Shanda!)
only a brief comment, at this point. while the cute & flirty description feels alien to me, I do have one little bit of stereotypically feminine behavior that might be worth mentioning in this context, which oddly enough stems from a stereotypically masculine perspective (?). I don’t like admitting that I don’t know something. not [...]
- Weblogs, 25 years into the future: “Ironically the cult’s website doesn’t validate.” – Eroding personal time (my own $0.02: I think what is, or could be, happening here is that the boundary between work and notWork (as my personal email sig says) is becoming more & more porous, as the Web makes it possible [...]
we will be making it a quiet thanksgiving this year – just the two of us & a bit of dinner (what, we still haven’t decided – there will be grocery shopping). I’ve been considering what I’m thankful for this year…. I’m thankful most of all for the presence in my life of the wonderful, [...]
this morning I overslept. my alarm went off, just like always, and I dozed a little while listening to KIRO…woke back up an hour later. too late to actually dress & shower before heading on my way. I suppose I could’ve made it, just barely, with C driving hell fast to meet the van, but [...]
- Nomad histories 001: Hong Kong – plumbing discussion board (yes, really)
on Friday I finally caught the Buffy episode where Joyce dies. amazing TV. on the surface, I was reminded of when Dizzy’s adopted kids’ mom died. but what made me weep – sob, really – was just thinking of my father’s death. it feels like there’s a short circuit in my brain, whenever I see [...]
we’re both fascinated by quirky tarot decks. (I have 3? 4? and used to read back in high school.) today’s nifty set (courtesy Boing Boing): Playtarot, made with photos of playmobile!