Before I met atrayah for lunch I took my Mac up to the Apple Store in northern Seattle (an insane trek), not knowing that there’s one in South Center Mall half a mile from my house. Damn their web site for directing me to the Seattle one! Anyway, the reason for this is that I was putting a DVD into my computer (it’s got one of those little slots that just ( Read more... )

Since the snow melted, things have been pretty quiet. I've mostly been working, and enjoying it ( Read more... )

No work today. I might be able to get there, but nobody from further away could.

I did a little work this morning to stay caught up, and now I get to loaf (and do a little more work later).

Yay snow!

Today it started snowing around 5PM. By the time I left work, everything was covered in several inches of perfect packing snow ( Read more... )

Grown-up and prepared: Buying lime juice, soy sauce, and frozen chicken breasts several days in advance so as to enjoy a signature home-cooked meal ( Read more... )

Happy New Year, everyone! May it be even better than the last.

I had a lot of things I wanted to write about in here, but I've been engaged in my usual combination of busyness and laziness. At this point they no longer seem timely; suffice to say I had a good but crazy Christmas.

Back home now, such as it is. Did New Years' up in Bellingham with givemeathimble ( Read more... )

The memorial service on Saturday was the best one I’ve ever been to ( Read more... )

Today at lunch I got a voicemail from my mom telling me that my other Grandma, her mother, fell and broke her hip this morning and was going in for hip replacement surgery this afternoon ( Read more... )

Today I was leaving work much later than usual after watching a focus group. I saw that I'd missed a few calls from my family, so I listened to my voicemail. It's two hours later in Illinois, and I was leaving at 8:30 PST, so I knew it was probably too late to call back. I walked through the rain to my car as I listened ( Read more... )

I got back last Tuesday night, but the story of my last day in Paris is one worth telling. It began on Sunday at 7:30AM, which is obviously a bad sign right there ( Read more... )