the revolution will not be televized

Aug. 21st, 2025 05:29 pm
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Because it was raining (well, there was a lull between the rains) and more importantly only 58 degrees (I can’t even. Erin go fuck yourself. actually, I have no idea if this is Erin’s fault or if this is the thing that’s keeping Erin from destroying us and I’m pretty sure Trump will either decide we’re not getting any disaster relief or just use it as an excuse to round up immigrants, dissidents, and anyone who looks remotely foreign), we got a sort of truncated concert.
That is to say, they bookended the concert with the first and final movement of the Eroica (he described the last movement as a dance in which all social classes would dance together) and removed the Coriolan Overture entirely, performing just the Romance no. 1 and a medley of Haitian works. Since I’ve already (I said the weather was similar but then I looked it up and it was much colder) heard the Eroica back in January and the Coriolan Overture a whole bunch, and I was mostly there for the Haitian music (and eating Brazilian food, something similar to last time except replacing the white rice with carreteiro, which is meat with beef and veggies, along with roasted corn, black beans, fried bananas, pickled onions, viniagrette with tomatoes onions and bell peppers, and pico de gallo with tomatoes onions cilantro and peppers and green hot sauce. note to self, try the Malagueta or mintchurri) anyway.

Beethoven's Eroica premiered in 1804, the same year as the Haitian Revolution, which both connect to Napoleon, since at the same time he started conquering the rest of Europe, he reinstated slavery in the colonies and Haiti had a form of slavery that was brutal even by the standards of contemporaneous chattel slavery.

Quand nos Aïeux brisèrent leur entraves by Occide Jeanty was once the anthem of Haiti. It sounds like a march. In lieu of the lyrics, Jean Dany Joachim recited his poem. Val Jeanty's Faces is sung, with orchestra, violin, and turntables. Kote Moun Yo is a traditional song arranged for turntables, violin, orchestra, drum ensemble, with Joachim reading another poem.
This was in planning since last year and I have no idea why it was pushed back to this year.

Only about 50 brave souls showed up, one of them Gabriella. Her cat Sambucina has discovered the joys of frozen sardines while the other cats just sniff them for a long time without eating them.

Next week looks like what we were promised this week, cool but somewhat sunny.

burning question: does thre James Damore cocktail at some SF tech event come pre-roofied?

So where will I go today?

Aug. 20th, 2025 04:16 pm
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I have nothing on my calendar for today. Not even a ballgame. But, I feel like I need to take the car out for a battery run. I do have an Amazon return (of course) but I'm also thinking Costco. I let my Costco expire last February but I miss it. And I miss the experience. It makes me walk steps. Plus I'm low on coffee and I do not like Amazon's options. So I think that's today's destination. Costco.

Google added an insurance option to the Pixel watch last year and I've been paying $4 a month ever since. I swear that is the only thing that has kept it going. I've had plenty of chances to crack it, to drown it and even once to lose it. Although the insurance does not cover theft or loss, more's the pity. They have never offered insurance for the phone. Yes, I could use my homeowners except, ooops, no home, no homeowners. I don't have renters insurance.

But this time, when I bought the new phone, it had an insurance option. I didn't click it. But this morning I went back and did. $200 for 2 years - $0 deductible for screen cracks and battery fixes and it includes theft and loss. This will ensure the screen on my new phone will stay uncracked!

The Food and Beverage meeting was way more interesting than usual. The director spilled all of the plans for new dining. Starting now and going through the end of next year, they are going to redo everything. And provide a lot more options - particularly options that I am interested in. They are adding an all day coffee shop with pastries and a 24/7 grab and go place. They are making a lot of physical moves and changes. It all sounded pretty fabulous to me. Now we'll see how it pans out.

Hazel popped in last night to report that John is all settled into his new room in the nursing wing. She is greatly relieved. He has hospice care. Apparently, he can no longer eat much of anything so it won't be too long, I don't think. She'll be as ok as she can be and has a lot of friends and helpers. She is not fearful or fretful about what's going on or will happen or what will happen after. She's pretty chill now that he's back here.

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Four Days Without Internet

Aug. 20th, 2025 06:06 pm
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 Our internet melted down

For real.


melted recycling bin
Image: melted recylcing bin

Our neighbors one block over and one street down had a garage fire that melted a lot of stuff, including the overhead internet cable. 

Why is your internet overhead, Lyda? The short answer is that our neighborhood is dense, old (as in the age of the houses and buildings) and poor. For whatever reason, the cable/internet providers aren't interested in burying our lines. They might be now? But, from what I could tell from watching their workers, they just restrung the cable, so, no, not so much. 

I'd ask if you missed me while I was away, but I've been away from DW longer for much less exciting reasons. I was telling a friend today that the weirdest part of not having the internet was that I still had my phone and its data. So, I had all the WORST parts of the internet--the ability to doomscroll, waste time, etc.--and no ability to do the things that feel far more productive: write my novel, attend Zoom meetings easily, do my committee work, etc. 

Stupid. 

But at least it's back!

I'd forgotten

Aug. 20th, 2025 12:14 pm
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One of the things I abandoned when I left Live Journal was all the spam. I'd forgotten. Well, it apparently has finally found its way to Dreamwidth. I'm getting subscribes and mail from people who joined that day and have 0 friends and 0 everything else. At least banning is easy. I hope they give up soon.

now it is 11:10 am

Aug. 20th, 2025 09:13 am
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Let's recap. So far today:

Laundry done and put away.
Phone ordered.
Car fixed.

Now it is 4th inning and the Mariners are losing... again.

The battery guy was weird but very efficient. He says batteries last about 5 years and the fact that since I moved here, I take the car out far less frequently, makes my dead battery a noble soldier. He put the new battery in without even a snark about having to work in the tiny, inconvenient space that the Smart Car has.

Everything sprung to life the minute he connected it. Started right up. He said to start it up and run it 5 to 10 minutes every other week, at least.

The only wrinkle was paying him. He wanted cash, check or zelle. I could not bring up zelle on my phone. I was using the BECU app and I think maybe I needed the Zelle app. He then suggested we go to an ATM. Which we did and it was fine.

And, no, I did not feel sketchy at all as an old woman withdrawing hundred dollar bills to hand off to a young kid. Not sketchy at all.

It was fine and he was really sweet and I'm all fixed and it's not even noon!

I did stop by Taco Time so early lunch while I was the Phils increase their lead.

As long as they are done by 1:30. Food and Bev meeting.

Tonight is fried chicken night at the buffet. If it looks good, I might buy dinner for two and put the second dinner in the freezer.

P.S. When I bought the car, the salesman explained there was no spare tire but there was a can of air in the car that would, hopefully, get enough tire to get to help. I never questioned. I never looked. I never found any can of air.

Yesterday, when pulling back the carpet to get to the battery, I found a little cubby with the cutest little air pressure machine in it and a bottle of what appears to be tire hole plugging juice. The instructions are in German. I've only had the car for 14 years. As my brother pointed out, could be time to read the manual and see what other secrets it is hiding.

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Aug. 20th, 2025 09:38 am
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My current phone's crack would cost me $300-500 to fix. The trade in value is $235. My old phone has a trade in value of $450. So... Trading in old phone, buying shiny new BLUE! Pixel 10 - even with taxes = $450. And new phone comes with massive cloud storage and google's pro AI for a year and $170 store credit which I will use to get a fancy charger and new case, probably.

I'm hoping new phone does not come with pre-cracked screen. Cracked screen phone will be on standby for backup.

All done and now I don't have to sit through the stupid announce event. Win win.

Timing

Aug. 20th, 2025 08:16 am
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Tomorrow there is nothing on the calendar. Not even a baseball game. Today I have a baseball game (both my teams) and the Google event and the car repair guy all at the same friggin' time! Geesh. Also a Food and Beverage meeting.

I told the car guy that anytime Thursday or Friday was best. So he picked 10 am today. ??? Whatever.

The Google event is at 1 pm eastern time which is 11 am here. BUT the Google store has a countdown timer for when the phone will be available to order and it says that there is 1 hour left. Meaning 9 am. Which would really suit me better. I am going to buy a new phone and trade in this cracked one. I would love to get my order in before the car guy comes. (The sooner you order, the better your color choices are and the sooner your delivery date is.)

I put in a load of laundry last night and set the machine to start this morning. It's got 10 more minutes. Then I fold and put away.

Also today, they are coming around to change the batteries in our thermostats and clean out the HVAC filters. I don't need to be here for that. Last night Joan stuck her head in the door and yell 'ARE YOU GOING TO BE HERE TOMORROW???' She always does that. Are you going to Safeway? Are you going to be here this weekend. It annoys the shit out of me. I have vowed to answer 'why do you ask, Joan' but last night I put the game on mute and said that mostly I would be. "WELL I HAVE A 1:30 DOCTORS APPOINTMENT IN CASE FACILITIES COMES AND WANTS TO KNOW". OK. 1. They don't need you here or care. 2. Neither do I. 3. Tell Bonny, not me! She's working my last. and 4. Don't yell at me ever.

Ok, laundry's done. Folded and put away. So at least there is that. So far, so good.

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Yoga fail

Aug. 19th, 2025 08:34 am
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I bailed out of aqua yoga. The instructor, I don't think, has ever been in the water. I'm sure his instruction is great if you are 1. on land and 2. really into yoga. I am not on land and I want to stretch, not breathe. The stuff he has us do mostly works meh in water. He does not use the water at all so mainly we fight to stay and not float away. And also the 45 minutes are spent 15 minutes moving slowly and 30 minutes stationary and just breathing. The water is warm unless you are just standing there breathing and then it gets cold fast.

So. Yesterday was my last class. I will spend 30 minutes swimming laps on Sunday mornings instead.

Volleyball was also kind of meh today. One of our best players is hooked to a heart monitor for the next week and a half so can't play. The asshole was there today being very assholey. But, it's over and I didn't say anything I wanted to so I'm glad of that. My lips are getting better at staying zipped.

Watching the Phillies play the Mariners was really weird. Kind of like when you catch an NPR person talking on TV. The sound is right and the lips are moving in sync but my brain just can't handle it. The Phillies ate up the Mariners and then spit them out. Because of MLB blackout, I could not listen to the Phillies broadcasters so I'm listening to the idiot Mariners guys who are clearly rooting for the wrong team. It was beyond weird. There are two more games and then everyone goes back into their assigned corners. They will probably meet again in a few years but not before.

Today is house cleaner day and so errand day.

John's still dying. Joan is in bad shape but not dying and, I think, pretty pissed at John for stealing all the attention. Hazel is holding up kind of. She's getting a lot of attention from a wide variety of people and she's trying to keep everyone happy. Including John. It's kind of a mess.

Oh wait. Breaking news! Hazel just came in and sat for a chat. Her son has been working with exactly the right people here at Timber Ridge (which I had hoped was the case but didn't know) and they have a room in the nursing wing for John to move into tomorrow. This is perfect. This is exactly the way things should work around here and usually don't. But this time. Hazel does not have to do a thing except walk over there to visit. He'll even be on this very floor.

She said that the doctors told the both of them that they don't know if John has a day, a week or a year. But now he'll be comfortable and she'll be able to be with him whenever she wants on her own. I am very relieved. And so is she.

Oh and now I'm getting sucked back into aqua yoga. Maybe. I sent a note explaining why I was quitting and now Erica (the fitness person) is asking 'if we do xxx' would you reconsider. Sure.

As always, stay tuned!

But now it's nearly 10 and I'm not dressed yet!

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Monday

Aug. 18th, 2025 07:54 am
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Noelle has taken to leaving me little notes on my shelf. Yesterday her first one was a long rambler about how she had baked something - I forget what - for Hazel but couldn't find her and wanted to know this and that. I sent her a text and said talk to Bonny. The second one was 4 hours later and even longer about how she had run into Hazel ramble ramble and then "I'll let her tell you what they decided but her husband wants to come home" and then some stuff about God's will. I texted her "thank you for the note." Leave me alone, Noelle. You have Jesus. You don't need me.

Martha popped in last night and said she had run into Hazel at Costco - her son had taken her.

The Phillies won. The Mariners lost. Today (tomorrow and Wednesday) they play each other.

Today is aqua yoga. Tomorrow is volleyball and house cleaner day. Wednesday is the Food and Beverage committee meeting. Thursday is volleyball. Friday is pretty open if you want to schedule something.

Also Wednesday is the Fall Google hardware announcement. I'm on the fence about a new phone. So I'll watch the announcement and decide.

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I'm learning

Aug. 17th, 2025 07:58 am
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Yesterday, at elbow coffee, Ingrid showed up for a while. She comes late, complains about the latest Timber Ridge insult, and then leaves early. She once screamed at me, during elbow coffee, because I did not check on her when we had an alarm go off. "You are my neighbor! You are supposed to look out for me!!" It was ridiculous. Yesterday, her complaint was that every time she forgets to open her door, Timber Ridge calls "or worse yet, comes to my door". This is a horrible thing to her. She has now lived here more than 5 years and this has been going on every single day for those 5 years but I guess, yesterday, she couldn't conjure up any new offenses.

Others tried to jump in with solutions (which she did not want) and I just kept my lips zipped. Finally she finished ranting and left.

Joan called last night clearly looking for me to say 'if you need anything, let me know' but, aha! I have successfully wiped that phrase out of my playbook. I listened and ummed and aha'd at appropriate places and then said goodbye.

Yesterday, Jim (across the hall - not the Jim of Jim and Gail) came out while I was puzzling. He had his TV remote with him. Jim's problem or part of it, is that he cannot express himself. He says all the words correctly - he does not mumble or slur - but the word strings rarely make sense. I explained that there was no joy unless we were in front of his TV so we went there. He really couldn't tell me what he wanted. There was a ribbon on last watched channels that seemed to bother him because of the six, he only wanted 3. "I want to watch the UC one there on the far right." The one on the far right was NBC. He said his buddy who helped him set up was coming over today and he'd show him. I did remove some of the last watched. But never did figure out what he wanted. But he had a car race to watch so when I left he was happy. He never wants much and is always so pleasant.

Martha says that the neighbor care requirement here is greater than the rest of the complex. She thinks it's because we are on this shorten floor. Most floors have 20+ apartments and we have only 10. But, I'm learning how to do it. Lips zipped, hands not raised, response, not volunteer. I think I can do it.

My friend, Steve, told me yesterday that he turns his thermostat down to 65 at night and then up to 72 during the day - every day. Seems like I tried that when I first moved in and it did not work. I was getting heat when I wanted cool. But, hey, Steve's been here for a lotta years. So I tried it last night. Heaven. It was just perfect for sleeping. My bed said 92 out of 100. This morning I turned it to 72 - too hot. So back down to 70 and I opened the door to the patio which thrilled Julio.

The Phillies game is about to start. The Mariners are playing at Williamsport, PA - the home of the little league world series. I might watch some but for sure on mute. I do not approve of baseball games in these silly places like car racing stadiums and little league parks.

No big plans for after the game. Just the usual. I might run a couple of errands and I might save them for next week.

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one down, one ?

Aug. 16th, 2025 11:52 am
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John is giving up treatment. BUT Bonny has picked up the support wagon. She and Hazel agreed that Hazel is going to keep Bonny updated and Bonny is going to report to everyone else. This is a fabulous arrangement. For me. Ok so new news, as I type that sentence, Bonny just came in to say that John is going to have some sort of treatment today to look at his stomach 'so he's not pulled the plug yet'.

Joan did not spend the night at the hospital. But she did not come to elbow coffee. Her grandson and grand-daughter-law and her son have all arrived today. No word on that. But, I am not on the hook there, either.

Dick (of Jan and Dick) has found out that instead of an outpatient procedure to work on his heart, he now needs a bypass or stent or something, they haven't decided, and has been told to be careful about exercise.

Jim got a paper cut from his airline luggage tag at the airport last week and, thanks to blood thinners, nearly bled out standing in the TSA line.

Elbow Coffee was interesting today - at least no one bitched about the weather.

Bonny is a fast learner

Aug. 16th, 2025 09:03 am
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Yesterday we were in the hallway discussing Joan and I could tell that I'd lost her attention. She reached up to the back of my head "oh I think I missed a spot." Then she smoothed it down and declared that it was fine after all.

It's one thing to get a good barber but it's the creme dela creme to get one that will always be on the look out for when a trim is needed.

I got a call yesterday from a woman who lives on the other side of the complex. Their son is married to Joan's daughter. She called to tell me that Joan was in the hospital. "Her daughter's with her but she wanted me to call you because she didn't see anyone else on the hall to tell when she was leaving."

I get that. Particularly when I head out for Bellevue or some other place and am going to be gone longer than 30 minutes, I always think I need someone back here, on the hall, to know. No reason but I always think that. So I get it.

Joan has many many problems but lately, it's her back. It doesn't help that she is 92. But she has very active family and she has every single on of her marbles. Nothing to be done by us but I went to tell Bonny and she and I went into Joan's apartment to make sure all was fine. It was. Bonny also told me that John had his first massive drug treatment and it went fine.

10 minutes later she was in my apartment to tell me that 'fine' was apparently short lived and that now he was in the same hospital as Joan.

Elbow Coffee will be sparsely attended this morning. Jack is on a cruise and Jim and Gail are off somewhere again.

I love my new coffee table. I have a power brick and charging cables that I use for computers, watch, cat toys, phone. And I have all my knitting stuff. I finally decided that the charging stuff needs to go into the table. I have two cables, then, that need to come out. So last night I grabbed my handy dandy drill and the biggest drill bit I have and dug out a hole. It was a lot harder than I expected but I managed to get a slot exactly the right size.

I did trip over the power cable twice so I looked into a cable cover. My first try was a total fail - going back to Amazon. But then, I thought, why not a throw rug?! Like the one I have on the other side of the room?? PERFECT and they are on sale. It will be here Monday. So I just need to be extra careful til then.

And speaking of charging, I see that Julio's favorite toy needs more juice.

My two games are on at the same time again today. Yesterday, they kept pulling ahead and then falling behind, both of them. So I'd keep the sound on the one that was behind until they pulled ahead and then mute it when they got the needed runs and listen to the other game. It worked out fine.

Martha and Bonny both wanted mini monsters in school colors. I complied.

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Kaitlin (I had to ask how to spell her name because there are so many different ways) is a florist. Her bag was covered in stick-on gemstones. Once I found a bunch while on a walk and pocketed them in order to make something with them (this was years ago and spoiler alert, I never did) and she said it was probably her that dropped them. She has a star pendant and some sort of leaf pendant. She has a crocheted chicken on her other bag because her driver was once selling his mother’s crocheted critters and she was so charmed that she had to buy it.

Nia was wearing a Type O Negative shirt. October Rust. October Rust was her first album. My first album was World Coming Down when it came out, but the thing is I listened to Cinnamon Girl when that came out just kind of forgot about them until Everything Dies came out. Sort of like Deftones and Vast in that regard, except I picked up Vast’s two albums (at the time) on a sort of whim of the “hey, I remember this song” variety. October Rust is my favorite of their albums, though.

I got the Santorini Summer Salad from Salonika, which is mixed greens, watermelon, green and black olives, cucumbers, feta, pickled onions, pita chips, mint, sumac, urfa pepper, red wine viniagrette and rose water syrup. Quite good. I thought that an Urfa pepper was a type of pepper like a pepperoncini but it’s acutally ground up into a powder. I want to try their visino limeade, visino being sour cherry. I don’t know if that’s a summer only thing but what I do know is that it’s been around for a while. The bee was harassing me for that but then some people showed up with fig and goat cheese pizza and the bees started harassing them instead. And, you know what, I can’t blame them.

There was a pre-concert consisting of a choir singing sea shanties (A-Roving, Song of the River, Reflections of a Lad at Sea, Away From The Roll of the Sea) and Under The Sea from The Little Mermaid. That's your solution to everything, to move under the sea. It's not going to happen.
As bad as everyone talking is because somehow they're unaware this is going on (I daresay they could do a better job getting people's attention), it’s better than Jordan Hall where all you can hear is the conversations.

Erich Wolfgang Korngold - The Sea Hawk overture
I thought this was the overture to an opera but it’s actually from a movie. Well, I guess they did have opening credits before Star Wars. It’s an Errol Flynn movie about an English privateer and the Spanish ambassador’s niece.
Maurice Ravel - Une Barque sur l’océan
It’s synchronized with a video of right whales.
Paul Gay - North Atlantic Sea Songs
It’s a world premiere so you aren’t going to find it anywhere. He’s the principal trombonist of the Boston Ballet’s orchestra.
The two baritone-sung movements are rather slow and contemplative. One is a poem he wrote called Seabreese and one is the Robert Frost poem ‘Stars’. Flying Lesson: Profile of a Puffin sounds like the theme music for a knockoff Bat-Villain named the Puffin, whimsical but with a bit of a menacing undercurrent, and Squall sounds less like a squall and more like a dance. The geese are the end were unexpected but welcome.

Samuel Barber - Adagio for Strings
This shows a video of glaciers and reefs then and now but ends with an optimistic note showing the Cuyahoga River and Boston Harbor. The first part was easy. You can just match up all the details. But reefs? That’s just guesswork.

I guess they removed the Hebredies (which they played at their last collaboration with the Aquarium and replaced it with Pirates of Penzance and Mikhail Ippolitov-Ivanov’s Caucasian Sketches (!?).
Pirates of Penzance works because they’re sea pirates, not space pirates or Mad Max style land pirates. Oh yeah, if you’re at all familiar with the song Hail Hail, The Gang’s All Here, the melody was ripped from With Catlike Tread, which shows up in the overture.
As for Caucasian Sketches, it works for a procession of sea turtles. It started spitting rain at the time. It also got cooler.

Claude Debussy - La Mer
The rain stopped by then.

Emma is a dancer and really likes the way I get little details like her necklace.

Someone compared Dubai chocolate to a Reptar Bar and now I can’t not see that.
burning question: what flavor do you think Reptar Bars would be? I’m thinking key lime because I’ve had chocolates with key lime goop that is that exact shade of radioactive green. But it should also have nuts and caramel according to the jingle Angelica sings. But, y’know, if you’re going to make a Reptar Bar, you’re going to have to make it taste green, not just be green.

Rainy Day off

Aug. 15th, 2025 08:39 am
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I was exhausted last night. Between losing two baseball games, building a table and cleaning up after, etc. I slept good. (Now, why is 'slept good' acceptable when it's a clear violation of the verb modified by adverb rule???? and why am I just noticing this now?????)

So, I'm reading this book that I'm not that into but can't quite find the spot to abandon. It's about two grown sons and their mother. The mother character has - in the first half of the book - been drawn as very old and so fairly demented and failing in health of body, mind and spirit. Then last night, the author finally mentions her age - SIXTY FUCKING TWO!!! Holy crap. Seriously. Insulting. I'm pissed. But, still reading, of course.

But, people, 62 is not old. Late middle age, maybe, but not old at all.

I love my new coffee table and the uncluttered look it provides. And the pop up bit is wonderful. I moved the massive knitting bag off the couch in yet more uncluttering. This morning, I learned that the cats both appear to approve. And there is still room for me!

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I got an email last night from my guy at Crate and Barrel saying my new couch cushion was underway and including the invoice again but this time it said delivery ETA mid-September.

It's a rainy day and later on, we're supposed to have REAL rain. Now, it's just wet and misty.

I might do laundry. I might not.

A Long Rest to Restore Hit Points

Aug. 15th, 2025 08:21 am
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 I lost two days.

Not exactly, but I was starting to feel sick on Wednesday and went down for the count. I just slept. I woke up now and again to eat, drink some water, take meds, and go back to sleep. It was insane. I told [personal profile] naomikritzer that I felt a little like Murderbot just doing a complete hard reboot. I woke up some time last night to get the status update that I had returned to 40% operational, and then woke up at 80%. 

Crazy.

Now, I'm trying to catch up a little on WorldCON. I'm listening to the Virtual presentaion "Food in Fantasy" which has an all Nigerian author panel (Presenter(s): Amadin Ogbewe, Oluwatomiwa Ajeigbe, Uchechukwu Nwaka), which is really fascinating. I just learned that there is a supersition that if you pick money off the ground you could turn into a yam. Apparently, this was something that really freaked out one of the panelists when he was younger. I would love to learn more about this, but I will say that Google is becoming pretty useless thanks to AI. I also just learned that, in Nigeria, if you accept food in a dream it can transport you to another place. They are now talking about how you translate certain foods specific to Nigera for non-African readers, which is a good question because there's something to be said for both trying to explain it or just letting it be there. Ogbewe just suggested something I really like, which is to not over explain, but to let the food exist as is, normalize it. 

I am of two minds. When I write about foods that are unusual in the West, particularly when I'm writing fanfic, I do like to take a moment to sort of give a sense impression of it. Like, what it smells like, taste, and texture. But, it is true that if you explain something too much, it can knock a reader out of the story and focus on something that isn't what the story is actually about.

Anyway, I'm back. 

I hope at all of you at Seattle WorldCON are having a great time!

Still alive and table is fab

Aug. 14th, 2025 12:59 pm
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This morning after volleyball my heart started racing. It happens from time to time but today I could not make it stop. I went on with my regular stuff, including hauling the heavy table bits up and then going back to return the cart I borrowed. Still it raced. So I didn't rush anything and rested a bit before I opened the table box.

I do have a handy but reliable??? ECG app on my watch and it wouldn't work because my heart rate was 141 and it can only measure under 121. Whatever. It slowed down a little and I got to work.

The table was a little more complicated than I expected but I took it slowly and got it all built. And the box tossed and the old C table put into the storage area and my stuff moved to the new table which, actually, I like quite a bit. It pops up to the perfect height for typing and eating but then down low enough to make a nice footrest and it has lovely storage.

My heart rate is down now but still wonky. If I die, feel free to pass on these dets to anyone who wants to know.

Next up. Vacuum. Table building is messy.

Today's job

Aug. 14th, 2025 08:32 am
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I finally tracked down the coffee table that Fed Ex delivered yesterday. Most of Amazon's deliveries go into a set of lockers. I get a bar code when they are put into the locker. Easy peasy. Great system.

The rest of the packages do not have such an easy birth. They get delivered to the front hallway and then, mostly but not always, get moved to a locked room in another part of the building. From there, they get delivered in the afternoons, sometimes. Often as not 'ooops, the delivery guy was off today' or 'ooops the delivery guy forgot to pick up the second run of packages' or 'ooops we didn't have the staff'.

The system used to be that you could pick up your package at the front desk if you didn't want to wait for delivery. That was great. But, alas, that process got killed off. About a week ago, I wrote to the head guy and asked him to think about giving us a pick up window. An hour/half hour every day when, if we want, we could go get our packages ourselves.

Then yesterday my coffee table got delivered to Timber Ridge at 10 am and to me at ... never. After volleyball, I went by the office of the guy whose job it is to handle packages to see if I could get some info. He wasn't there but my package was! So I wrangled it up here.

BREAKING news! Just as I was typing this whole boring story out, I got a note from TylerThePackageGuy, saying they were going to institute a package pick up time from 1-2 every day! Woot!! And nice. Very nice.

So that's my day today - putting together this table. First I want to get dressed and return the cart to the front desk and get the Timber Ridge Times for our floor and distribute. Gotta get my chores done before work. Today's Mariner game is at 10. The Phillies aren't til 4. Both of them lost yesterday and not because they were playing better teams. Neither game was good. Hopefully today is better.

Oh, the annual car visit was the easiest, best yet. $150. No big issues. They were done before lunch. I swung into the car wash on the way home to celebrate. Now you need sun glasses in the garage. Most all the cars around mine are owned by people who no longer drive so they are covered in dust. Mine shines!

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Bite me, Brian

Aug. 13th, 2025 08:31 am
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I love my car repair place. They always welcome me and my Smart Car with open arms and take very good care of me. But, BrianTheServiceAdvisor (I have his card so I know his title) isn't their star. They open at 8. They want you there at 8. But if you get there before 8, you have to wait outside. I got there this morning at 8:02. Door locked. So I went back to my car to get the mileage which I'd forgotten to jot down. 39925.

When I got back, the doors were open and Brian was waiting. I handed him the letter that shows I get %30 off and pointed to the mileage. The correct answer was "Oh, thank you!" What I got was "oh, I don't need that". I do need the key. "The key is in the car." The correct response is "oh, great. we really rather you bring it in so no one can nip the car while you are in here! But, that's for next time. I'll go get it right now." Brian says "don't ever do that!!!".

It's a tone, Brian. A tone makes the diff. Didn't your mother teach you that?

(The Mercedes place in Seattle had a fit if you didn't leave your key in the car BUT, in fairness, that was after you drove into their massive windowed garage.)

Brian told me to have a seat. They have this fabulous snack basket/coffee area and I had already eyed a little package of iced cookies BUT before I could get my ass into a chair, a really nice voice behind me said "I'm actually ready to go if you are." And I was home by 8:15. Realizing that Brian had not asked me if there was anything special I wanted them to look at or described the services they will perform. I trust them. I just don't like Brian.

But, it will be fine.

It's not nearly as cool out as I was expecting. And my a/c is acting wonky. Right now, it's too hot in here. In about 10 minutes it will be too cold. I suspect we're now dealing with residual building heat after the last few days of too hot. This, too, shall pass.

My measure of a good hair cut is when I roll out of bed in the morning and there are no stickie-outies. I can just smooth it out with my hand and I'm good to go. Bonny did an excellent job yesterday. It was perfect when I rolled out of bed this morning. She now has a permanent job.

I'm still stressing about my banking situation. BUT I've decided to hold off doing anything about it for now. I've still got my main accounts and a small backup checking account at another institution and probably, really, that's all I need.

No plans for today - well, TV, puzzle, baseball, knitting... the usual. And go pick up the car when it's ready.

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Too hot? Wait 3 days

Aug. 12th, 2025 09:05 am
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Wild.

I started bank dancing yesterday. I'm currently happy with BECU but I do hate having all of my eggs in one basket. My backup basket has been Key Bank but I'm pissed at them again. I'll leave a little in a free account there, but then I went trolling for high yield savings. I started the process of opening a new account at a new place but, today I've decided that if I do move some funds, it won't be there. They have no chat. It's called or nothing. Nope. I will make one call, if necessary, to back out of the process but, I think if I don't report my .23 and .13 and .09 the application will die on the vine. As long as it dies.

I'll stick with BECU for now.

My hair is getting too long. This is measured by sticky-outy-ness. When I wake up in the morning, if I have to touch it - comb down one bit or another - it's too long. Myrna used to cut it for me. Actually she usually told me it was time for a cut and then cut it. I thought I'd get Bonny or Martha to do it. I started with Bonny and texted her this morning. The good news is she's happy to do it and will come on down before lunch. The bad news is she reminded me that today is the 3rd floor meeting. I intend to pass on it but she thinks I should go. This will take some maneuvering. But, it's fine.

The meetings are always dreadful but this week is Yet Another Emergency Preparedness meeting. This is a topic that has no right answers and plenty of ???? and everyone thinks they are correct in their plan. It always leads nowhere and I've been there and don't want to go back.

Both my baseball teams are on the east coast for the next 10 days or so and so it will be two games at once for most days. They, in fact, play each other starting Monday. Since they are in different leagues, they play each other very rarely. Should be interesting.

My baby brother turns 72 today.

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Bee on purple flower
Bee at the Minnesota Historical Society's pollenator garden, yesterday

My whole household was up this morning at 3:30 am to see Jas off to the airport. Even my notorious late-sleeper, Mason, got up to come along on the ride to the airport.

We are all going to miss Jas. Jas won my heart over not only because Mason is so clearly in love with them, but also because they cooked at least two evening meals for us! And, convinced Mason to do the dishes afterwards! Independent of each other both Shawn and I very much implied to Jas that not only were they welcome back any time, they were welcome to STAY!!

We did manage to pack them back with some gifts so hopefully we aren't failing this whole gift-giving ritual thing.

They will be missed! But, Mason is already making plans to go to them next (Oklahoma City in Oklahoma--a place he's been once already, but about which I know almost nothing.) We joked that we'd have to try to host Jas in the winter, so they could see Minnesota at its worst.

The news continues to be horrific. I guess I knew that the National Guard being called out on citizens for being Black was probably not that far behind the concentration camps for Brown folks, but JFC. I'm supposed to be traveling to the DC area in mid-September for Capclave and I have no idea what will be waiting for me there. Like, WTF. To be crystal clear--not that I fear for myself, because the last time I was in DC I walked through the area that the tour guide book suggested was unsafe with my then twelve year old son and we had a great time, the only thing I exposed him to was some poverty not unlike the neighborhood we live in back here in the Twin Cities. People were super friendly and helpful when we were lost. DC is very Black? This is, last time I checked, not a crime or indicative of criminal behavior. Maybe a person might feel safer in DC if, I dunno, they weren't racist.

So, yeah, here's a cool picture of a grasshopper (under the cut for the bugphobic)...

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