Garden Party
The bok choy growing in my garden is throwing a party, happy to be alive. It makes me want to plant myself in a lawn chair next to it in the sunshine and unfurl.
Physics for Two
I believe I’ve mention This Week in Science here before. It’s a science program on the local, free format radio station at the college, also available by podcast. One of the things I like about the show, aside from making me laugh and keeping me informed on world robot domination, is that the music they open and close the show with is exclusively music from small bands on science themes. They put out a CD once a year during fundraiser time, and I always buy it.
No Spoilers
This is a public service announcement regarding your health and safety.
Digital Pursuits
I don’t do Facebook. Don’t do My Space either. I don’t twitter, never digg, haven’t farked in ages, and I’m not linked in. Just not my deal. I ravel– that’s for sure – and I blog. I follow one or two online zines. I’ve got half a dozen blogs I read regularly and another half a dozen podcasts. That’s enough, really. How much time am I supposed to spend with you out here in the wilds of the internet, anyway? I do have a biological self to maintain.
On Your Mark
My morning began like the beginning of any other week. On your mark, get set, go. Work may be stopped in Washington on this auspicious day in history but around here the kid still needs to be fed and the household still needs to be run.
Indicative of my Life
Sliding my jeans back on after dance class late on Tuesday night, I felt a bulge in my pocket and reached in to pull out a cell phone, a cable needle, and a binky. This is very indicative of my life right now.
It’s been quite the week.
Luke and I saved a computer client from a malicious software threat on Wednesday. Sometimes duty calls when preschool isn’t in session, you know? Luke played with pretend sushi on the floor of the server room while I worked. I explained everything to him as I went along.
“So what do we know about viruses, Luke?”
“Virus bad.”
Looking out my Backdoor
Have I mentioned how much I love my new backyard? I love my new backyard. Who takes on landscaping projects in the dead of winter, you ask? Us, apparently. Though I would point out that yard work in the middle of a Central Valley winter makes a lot more sense then yard work in the middle of a Central Valley summer. 50ºF or 100ºF; you choose.
Finished Objects
Now in post-holiday mode, I can knit without the burden of a deadline. That’s exciting. I’ve been finishing up some projects on my to-do list.
Death Warmed Over
Testing the Waters
The studio reopens and the dancers file in. Our instructor drops us to the floor twice for crunches. A friend and I shared a resigned smile. Enjoy these crunches. This is as easy as it gets tonight. To say nothing of getting out of bed tomorrow morning.
Why oh why do weeks have to begin on Mondays? Who made that call?
I made it through my first class back with moderate success. This is my hardest class all week so if I can get through it without falling on my ass or tripping up anyone else, I call it success. Huzzah for low expectations.
Irresolute
Shawn and I camped out on the couch last night and watched Serenity (awesome). I was brushing my teeth and checking my email one last time for the night when I heard booms and whistles. I glanced out the window looking for the backfiring car. Who would be making that kind of noise at – I looked at the time on my laptop – 12:00 at night? Oh, right. New Years. I spit out my toothpaste and padded down the hall to the office to give my husband a kiss. So that’s how I rang in the new year, with slight bewilderment and belated recognition.
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