My exciting life, this place
Sitting in a yard, some furry-faced animals come up and look at us. One changes into a baby goat and snuggles with me.
Watching America’s Cup. The boats are crazy catamarans going around an oval course. One tops over and goes around in its side. Another gets disqualified.
Walking through U.S., they’re having an exhibition. Look through huge enlargements of famous people’s notebooks-Freud, Proust, etc. Go to another room-they have a lounge with audio stations, some of them are occupied. Go to one and try to untangle the headphone. Someone comes over and is all huffy about it.
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Well. Time to record this-“this is the time, and this is the record of the time” Time just keeps moving. At this juncture, it’s all about “so, you’ve been in a pandemic, what do you do now?” The answer is, of course, panic. Which is why there’s not one roll of TP on the shelves. <sigh> Not minimizing the severity of this-it seems to have a pretty high death rate, at least among old and sick people. And we’re not even 3 months in-so I’m working from home for now. Not much else-politics is much the same-we’re beginning Spring, DST, but still cold out. I need to sell stuff and go through my white bin.
Saturday morning, sitting in bed and making rice. Pretty quiet-w/o last night-lightened the load a bit, less deep on t’ai chi. Got work done, pretty decent… S got a new bed, living room is still a mess-hopefully this weekend.
Monday on the train to work. Busy weekend-shop, libe, laundry, put up blinds, stuff into the outside closet, no church, w/o. We’re planning the week’s meals. More genealogy-tracked back to more English royalty. S has a temp and is staying home-E wants to finish up her room and the living room.
Tuesday morning, trying to do stuff. We’re short of $$$ this week, but there’s a cushion. I want to keep the budgetary discipline and save more. We’ll see. It would be awesome to keep moving $ to savings, and maybe to Fidelity! Wish me luck… Coronavirus is causing market panic-maybe I don’t want to be in the market until everything hits bottom. I’d like to buy a house, too, so I need a down payment. Plus also retirement savings, but that’s next…or never. I’ve resigned myself to working until I die.
Thursday morning in scrum. All online, so I can skive…busy working, getting stuff done. Filed for TA, laundry, keeping stuff tidy. Short on ca$h for the next week too. E did drive by Ash Wednesday at church-got on the local news. Back to regular weights on w/o-I think I’ll start back to regular routines rather than the cut down one-I’m not as injured as I was… Afternoon-E is in the ER-we’ll see.
Friday morning-waiting for scrum. E had right side pain, but nothing wrong, so they gave her pills and we were gone in time to pick up M from the train. Got S from a classmates’, then got dinner. E is supposed to eat lightly. She has a neurologists appointment this morning.
A week has passed. It’s Friday morning again, on the scrum. Worked from home this week, because of the coming plague. Wait, it’s just an outbreak of bat flu. So, not much the last week-we think E had a pulled muscle, the neuro thing went well. S has ADHD, but a mild case. Good w/o’s, church, M and C are fine, C had an interview with GameStop. Not much else. Shopping, tidy-the house is staying that way because I’m home. I do a few minutes here and there-going through my boxes, white bin next, need to sell my extra stuff.
Monday, noonish. Sitting in sprint planning meeting #2. Pretty mellow working from home-S’ alarm didn’t go off and she came in at 8:08 and woke us up-had to hurry and get lunch made. Quiet weekend too-w/o-started back on the regular routines, tidy, shopping, no church, thing, binz-picked up 2 pairs of shoes-hightop Chucks and Clark’s desert boots. $180 worth of shoes for $20. Cleaned, fixed up, looks nice!
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Page 23, sentence 5: “Getting all anxious about them, or about the possibility of what might happen, was embarrassing.” The Nordic Theory of Everything.
In a building, climb up to the 3rd floor and walk through the rooms. Come to one and someone is getting out of bed, I run back the way I came. Try to go down the stairs-it’s narrow and crowded. Finally get down and go into the atrium. Earl T. is on the second floor and starts firing darts at me. I fire back but miss. He sends a bunch and they’re not hitting me.
In a big room with Judy B. We’re hanging out in bed, watching the people in the windows outside. Several girls come to the side and are peeking from around the curtains. I walk over to the other room, where they’re having a recital, walk through and outside to the reception. R. Fripp is there with wife. I walk back and through a cocktail party, then into a scene and back. Grab something from the party and go back to the room. I put it in the kitchen and Bonnie says Ron never brought anything like that. Judy pulls out her wallet and it’s stuffed with money, and big bills. She says she doesn’t trust banks, and security always asks her about it when she travels.
Walking to the each for a kite festival. Someone is flying on the sidewalk. I slide past the kite, thinking about how I would do it. Get to the field, a bunch of people already out. Go into a room, E is there and tells me someone needs sleeving. I have some and go to get it. She orders me to do something and I get upset. Grab my line bag and go to the field.
Out in the woods, hiking around. Two people are missing, and we walk around looking for them, and clues. Walk up a big hill and down into a meadow, talking about how tough hikes can be. Start walking back to camp.
Cleaning a messy and dirty room. I’m trying to vacuum, and picking up stuff. There’s hair everywhere, and sis comes over and gives me sponges and says to clean the sills and surfaces. I start in on it.
At a store, some guy is trying to get away and I hit him with a shovel.
Walking in a field, looking across at the mountains-it’s going to rain, can see the clouds coming. A plane flies by and crashes, cartwheeling. Salem is scared and we start running away. Another crashes much closer and the smoke and debris comes our way. We run into a gully as it gets closer.
At church, in the hallway, listening to a small jazz combo play Take Five. Some other people are playing instruments. Talk about life on the road back in the day, how it was tough, no money, nothing to do.
Watching a movie of some guy driving his nice car from his nice home in a nice neighborhood by the river down a narrow road towards the city. You can see downtown L.A. in the mist in the distance. Drive to a freeway junction, the 5 connector is gone, but you can see the remnants.
Walking next to a pool/river. Fishing, cast close, catch a few small fish, take out the hooks and toss them back. S tried to cast as can’t. It’s very clear, see crabs at the bottom. Put some bread on the hook, let it go to the bottom and catch one.
Go into a hotel, staying there for a flight in the morning. Get into a room, a cop comes in and says to get in the bathroom because they’re doing a drug bust upstairs in the same room. Go into the bedroom and try to close the door. Can’t, walk to the bathroom.
At work, go into the next room to pick up stuff. Nothing for me, but others come. One leaves his pen, I pick it up and walk back. He has lost, so I keep it. There’s a small chair at my desk, but it’s slanted. Someone laughs about it. I go to fix it by trimming the legs and it’s not right. Trim more, and I’m shaping it with my hands. I try to make more and I can. It’s bad, and I form it into a ball. I show everyone that I can make it disappear, but I don’t get the last bit.
In a park, helping E Larsh? lay paving for a path. I unload some from the truck, go and look it over. It’s part done, go back and get more tiles. They lay some, I get a huge load and put it in several places. I have to go back to work, some need cutting. A cop comes and says there’s been complaints. He asks each of us if we are ok with questions. I say no and walk away.
At 30700, my dad is really mad about something. Wants to fight.
Done with work, go over to James’ house for a minute. Go into the bedroom, sit on the couch in the living room. Look at the traffic, it’s packed solid down the 405. Decide to go PCH the whole way. Drive to the beach, walk around-the tide is coming in, and they’re getting everyone away from the water. Walk around a concrete barrier and up to the path as the water is coming in. Start walking down the path.
At school, Christina is giving a presentation about tax prep books she has for sale.
Helping JB Harrell park a car that’s not running. We get it into place and put a cover over it-have to for e it over the door and jam it in so it doesn’t blow away. Suddenly another car rolls down a steep hill next to us and crushes a car. The owner comes and is upset.
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Hi, it’s me again. Back for another installment in “my exciting life”. Woo-hoo. See whining below. News summary-no conviction, authoritarianism to follow, coronavirus, Brexit, primaries (more to follow), Boy Scouts are bankrupt-sex abuse lawsuits… There’s a current events portal on Wikipedia-handy. Not really much else, trying to stay afloat, keep house tidy, save some money. As always, need to carve out some time to be creative, learn stuff. In other words, same ol’. See you next time.
Haven’t touched this last Monday. Not surprising-I’ve had much longer hiatuses…12/01-4/04 for example… Since I don’t have an audience, it really doesn’t matter. Eventually something will happen and I’ll get noticed, if only for longevity. Whatever. Anyone who’s been doing it as long as I have and hasn’t been recognized, probably doesn’t care about recognition. Since that’s probably only me and maybe a very few others…I guess I’m still saying whatever, but passive aggressively.
Ok, so sour grapes aside, another completely typical week. Except for a visit to one of E’s friends for a Super Bowl party, where we didn’t watch it. Ate, drank (M made drinks-he went to the liquor store for the first time), and played games. I fiddled with an acoustic for a while too. Worked out before, which was odd. S’s teacher’s daughter spent the night. Not much else, the usual try to keep the house tidy-E worked a lot on organizing her stuff, I finally put the Xmas stuff in the outside closet. Church, shop, M did some driving at the cemetery. He drank straight whiskey for the first time and hated it.
Weds. afternoon, busy. Figured one thing out, two others require changes, one is a moving target. Anyways, not much else-good w/o last night, C needs to gain weight. Short of $$$ this week.
Friday morning, trying to get stuff complete. E’s computer had a bad memory chip-had to take it completely apart, pulled the chip, works now, only broke one component…E did a bunch of purging. I just need to sell some stuff and repair 2 instruments for sale.
Monday afternoon, in a meeting-many meetings today. I got most things done Friday, and a mess that I fixed. Quiet weekend-shop, binz, clean, laundry, good w/o’s, a thing. No church. E is pretty close to getting all her stuff organized-I did a bit in the closet, but I need to go through my white bin some time. There’s a lot of stuff I want to do, if I have time. Want a new laptop, and E needs one too.
Tuesday, late morning. Now noon. Pretty quiet-getting things done. Keeping things clean-laundry last night, E is really getting rid of a lot-she moved my books. Practiced a little last night-went through my rolling music suitcase and put stuff into the Pod bag. I need to test out the cheap amp I have with the Pod. The rolling suitcase is now too big-if I get the stuff on my wishlist, probably not then.
This. It may be behind a pay wall, but it basically says that we’ve squandered our opportunity to make the world a better place. ‘Ya think? Known that for a long time… Foreign affairs is a good list to subscribe to, if you’re interested in politics and foreign policy. Stratfor too.
Saturday in be. Messed up my back yesterday. Need to get up and make breakfast and coffee. Sunday morning in bed, back still hurts…not nearly as bad as I’ve done before. Being in better shape helps, I guess. No w/o, no housework. Ripped cds and tried to fix E’s laptop again-gave up-pulled the hdd-we’ll get an enclosure for it.
Wednesday noon. Waiting for a job to finish and deployment config, specs on another. Back is largely better-skipped w/o again. Off Monday, shop, E’s chiropractor app’t, laundry, tidy-living room is a mess, as E & S are redoing her room, and everything is piled in the living room-the kitchen, bathroom and bedroom are tidy…I’m going to call this.
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Page 23, sentence 5: “This is surpassingly ironic because the software industry has long cherished its self-image as a pure meritocracy.” Coders.
At home, watching old video of me playing with kids. One baby crawls to the end of the couch, falls off and lands on its butt. I go back to cleaning the house-my aunt and cousins are there. I go into the hallway and start piling up clothes to wash.
Sitting with some people at a party, listening to “Stingy”. The woman next to me starts holding my hand, then rubbing my pants. I get aroused. I notice that the music is on repeat and reset it.
Trying to get some guy to give up the tooth he’s hiding. Go into someone’s apartment looking for him. Finally find him hiding in a closet.
Trying to debug some virtual world. Put my laptop down, a girl gets in front of me and shakes her ass. I go to get my computer and it slips and the keyboard get all messed up. She freaks out, but I say it’s ok and start fixing the keys. We’re in the world and hear a big voice announcing that someone is leaving the company.
Walking through some building but it’s blocked for construction. Go around and through a gate. Come back, it’s still blocked. The people I’m with go one way, I go the way I went before.
Land on a Saturn moon, go under a dome. Look at 2 other moons come into view, get bigger. They go retrograde and do loopy things, then vanish into mist. Start packing up. Leave and drive, then go back to the dome.
Walking into an auditorium with a friend. Roger C sees up and wants the guy to sit with him. I say we have assigned seats.
Walking into a store, trying to put on a too small rain jacket-it’s Salem’s. Get to the entrance, see 2 girls I know, but Erika doesn’t. Ignore them, go into the store, see Salem shopping, but she doesn’t see us. Walk past that aisle.