Looks like we found the trail 2 ur moms house
Looks like we found the trail 2 ur moms house
I need to find a band to play with, picking up a guitar at home just gets junior’s attention and then breaks the impulse to pick up the instrument in the first place, like a dog or cat vectoring in on the one person who isn’t into one or the other (which is also me usually), or like a helicopter manager ignoring the headphones and full screen doc or IDE for a “hey, do you got a second?”
well, I didn’t, but I guess I have all day now, because, welp!
by corollary, managers who do that are actually saying “hey, hey. will you play with me?”
Making stuff once a week with perishables has really upped my kitchen hygiene; I p much don’t touch anything with my fingers anymore that I’m not about to cook and eat immediately, with the exception of salt
Blah blah blah “kindly" blah blah blah
your foster parents are dead, lets go
Was still thinkin’ about that marg from a few weeks ago, and a then a friend in Marin gave us a few tomatoes from her garden.
this one is topped with additional chiffonaded basil, and smoked sea salt
I had pan fried some hot italian sausage (intending to pair with red onion slices and provolone instead of mozz) while the first two baked, for a third pizza, but this one was so good I didn’t even bother with it, and so I tossed the extra dough ball in the freezer
Worked my way up to a jogging a full mile over the past few weeks and, I guess my form was wrong, or my body wasn’t ready in spite of all the walking I do. I didn’t notice any one bad move but when I tried to repeat the mile jog a few days later and couldn’t make it a block.
By the weekend, I had to bail a mile into a simple walk, and I’ve paused walks and strength training for at least a week while whatever is going on calms down.
as a life-long “why on earth would I do that to myself?" and "what are they running from?” sayer coasting on the metabolism and cholesterol levels of youth, I finally, when I don’t need one, have a real excuse to not like running
21: “Family Furnishings", by Alice Munro
The later, somewhat darker, more explicitly autobiographical half of Munro’s anthologies of short stories.
Munro’s characters tend to (I know this reads like a horoscope) move on from situations for the next thing without a plan, or to be a little selfish before getting back to being serious, if they ever do. She’s always putting characters on trains, or in cars, or on buses.
Previously: https://mastodon.social/@gravely/110531577683425679, https://mastodon.social/@gravely/112440630402434626
gravely (@gravely@mastodon.social)Attached: 1 image thirteenth book of '23, “Wilderness Station" (https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25194123-a-wilderness-station) by Alice Munro (previously issued as "Selected Stories” (https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/14281.Selected_Stories)). Wow! Loved it. The “Selected Stories” title has had time to be rated and critiqued by much more careful readers. Lots of comparisons to Chekov, who I suppose I'll check out next. I'll also definitely be getting the companion collection, Family Furnishings, Selected Stories 1995-2014.Mastodon (opens in a new tab)gravely (@gravely@mastodon.social)RIP Alice Munro I'm a few stories into "Family Furnishings, Selected Stories 1995-2014”, the companion to “A Wilderness Station", which I read a year ago, and expect to finish it before summer is out.Mastodon (opens in a new tab)
Texts like this are like the inverse of gell-mann amnesia, and the best ones (which this is? Idk I’m not that well read to say!) do so w/o degrading into the easier and tedious "we’re all failing and need to do better” conference keynote gimmick simulation of it.
anyway, by which I mean, you read about an area of focus in another field and see the author clearly knows what they are talking about and moreover that the grievances they have align w/ the same grievances you have in your own field
two “fun facts" (my kid picked up that phrase and has been using it arbitrarily, so now I do)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pedestrian_scramble “Barnes Dances”
Pedestrian scramble - Wikipediaen.wikipedia.org (opens in a new tab)I forgot David Byrne wrote about biking, so now that is is on the list of shit to read http://davidbyrne.com/explore/bicycle-diaries/about
20th book of 2024: “Killed by a Traffic Engineer”, by Wes Marshall ( https://www.killedbyatrafficengineer.com).
Killed by a Traffic EngineerKilled by a Traffic Engineer, book, transportation, transport, safety, road crashes, accidents, pedestrians, bicycling, bike, walkKilled by a Traffic Engineer (opens in a new tab)Lots of people read this last year when Marshall published it and the title was so catchy, I thought about it after the last few accidents in SF, which made me think I should go back and actually read it.
80+ three page ideas, lots of overlap with the incident management side of my day job, casually written (if a little too pop, even, but I guess that’s ok).
Every field is like this, it seems.