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|Wednesday, November 5th, 2008|
|Party like it's 2008
And the best part of it all was the four blocks of the Castro that was closed off for the giant street party. Prop 8 or otherwize, these folks know how to celebrate. And thousands of screaming, sometimes topless, sometimes pants-less gay men yelling "Obama" and "Yes we can!" at a giant TV screen projecting election results in front of the castro theater is something I won't ever forget being a part of. (I was neither a gay man, nor missing any of my clothing, for the record.)
And then again, there was prop 8. Because we voted for the rights of chickens over those of our neighbors.
I suppose you can't break every barrier of discrimination in one night.... Current Mood: ecstatic
|Saturday, September 13th, 2008|
|Am I too short, or are the ceilings too high?
I have to say, I have rarely felt as ridiculous as I did knocking the screaming smoke detector off my hallway ceiling this evening. Not ridiculous in the sense that one should not try to quell a screaming smoke alarm. But in the fact that even on my ladder I can't reach it, and that turned purely comical as I knocked the smoke detector down with a mop handle.  I still couldn't reach it though. And I told the landlord as such in between battering the smoke alarm pinata and explaining that the waterfall of water was still coming through the ceiling, and it had shorted out the smoke alarm in the process. And yes, the water was still coming so please just go ahead and do what ever landlordy thing you feel inspired to do as I remind you that large amounts of water are still coming through the ceiling in the hallway.
The water has since stopped, a neighbor helped me yank the smoke detector out of the ceiling, and the landlord's maintenance dude has no idea where the water was coming from. Now, off to a party.
 This is almost as comical as the fact that last week I had to call a taller friend to help me change a light bulb. Light bulbs are less forgiving to being mistaken for pinatas. Current Mood: mellow
|Sunday, August 10th, 2008|
|Today I blew myself away...
... by allowing S to chide me into doing my first ever trad lead. And never to jump off the deep end in a half-hearted way, it was three pitches. (I led pitches 1 and 3, trad!) S also pointed out that it's an even bigger accomplishment because I on-sited it.
If you have no idea what I'm talking about, it's ok. In short, this weekend I did something that I had never done before, was enormously challenging, and made me feel good about myself in a way I haven't in a while. The category is rock climbing. Current Mood: pleased
|Friday, April 25th, 2008|
|Never quite long enough
In January of 2005 I brought a brand-spanking new car that has come with me across the country. This evening, three years and three months after I bought it, I put it's first ding in it. I broke off the side mirror while backing out of a parking space that I was testing to see if my car would fit in. My plan was to rent this space to go with the new apartment I'm renting. Now, I'm feeling a little unsure, but far, far to stressed out to come up with anything else.
|Friday, December 14th, 2007|
|Let it snow....
With so many on my flist blogging about snow, be it shoveling it, driving in it, public transportation SNAFUed by it, and children and adults playing in it... I wish you warm thoughts, and recall fondly the Best Snow Trick Ever, which involved jumping off a second story porch into a pile of it. I miss you all in your snowy wonderland.
(and remember, in California commutes take that long without any help from the weather) (/snark) Current Mood: wistful
|Tuesday, October 30th, 2007|
|5.6... that was nothing
One hour after the 5.6 hit the bay area...
AP TOKYO: A powerful earthquake with a preliminary 7.5 magnitude struck near the Marianas islands in the South Pacific, Japan's weather agency said.... Current Mood: impressed
It took it almost as long to register on the USGS web site, as it took for my iphone to load up the page. Magnitude 5.6 earthquake. Woot. Current Mood: shaken
|Sunday, October 28th, 2007|
|Thursday, October 25th, 2007|
Back from Bhutan. Stories coming. Very, very jet lagged. Current Mood: tired
|Sunday, September 30th, 2007|
|A new experience
I love new experiences. That isn't news to anyone here. i definitely gravitate toward anything that I haven't experienced before. But in the past week, I had a new experience that I would be just as fulfilled to have missed. My bank went poof. You know that little symbol that says "Member FDIC" all over communication you get from your bank. I just learned that it means something. Conveniently enough, it took about 48 hours for the FDIC to close my bank, take ownership of all the accounts, give them to someone else, and turn them back on again. While I wished I'd missed out on this very stressful experience, it turns out that it isn't all that bad after all.
Phew.http://www.fdic.gov/bank/individual/failed/netbank.html Current Mood: relieved
|Thursday, June 14th, 2007|
|For the kid in me...
Well, more for the kid of someone else...
I have a friend who will be in the Boston area soon and is looking for recommendations for pediatricians. Given that many of you who read this are in the Boston area, and have kids, do you have a recommendation that I can share with my friend?
many thanks! Current Mood: useful
|Saturday, June 2nd, 2007|
|Wednesday, May 30th, 2007|
|The good, the bad, and ouch!
The good: An amazing weekend watching a dear, dear friend get married in Vermont. I will have a lot to say about that once I get past the ouch.
The bad: A bit of a headcold (which I thought was sufficiently over) and flying back from Vermont.
The ouch: My ears, a few hours post touchdown. Owwwwwwwwww. :(
NB: Yup, I am doped on sudafed and afrin, and I don't know what else to do. Current Mood: pained
|Monday, May 14th, 2007|
|Groom-to-be seeks willing and able taxi driver for the long haul.
The problem: One of my dearest friends is getting married over memorial day weekend in lovely Waitsfield, Vermont (about 3.5 hours from Boston.) The catering for the wedding dinner is being done by Blue Ribbon Barbecue in Arlington, MA. Waitsfield, Vermont is outside of their delivery area.
The solution: Find a reliable and willing taxi driver in or near Boston who will pick up the food on Saturday May, 25th, and drive it up to the wedding site in Vermont.
The compensation: Gas and other travel costs will be covered. Plus, you'll get to hang out with *me* in a lovely rural Vermont country town for the weekend.
The question: Are you that willing driver? Get in touch! Current Mood: curious
|Wednesday, March 21st, 2007|
|Musings on not very much
Haven't said hi to you out there in LJ land, so I guess it's time to do that. Since we last met, I can re-categorize San Francisco from "hell on Earth" to "perhaps not so bad after all." I'm much happier with my house in the city, where I have a roommate, and easy access to city life. The 40 mile commute to work is as bad as you'd expect, but it's worth it for the fun of the city. And yes, I'll admit it (if I must :) ) San Francisco can be fun.
I got promoted at work, which makes me feel like the crazy long hours are at least recognized and appreciated, and a nice (well deserved) raise. The hot tub in the back yard is very close to functioning, and there's a boy (cute one, even).
I still miss my friends in Boston more than anything, but I'm coming home for Passover, and that will be great. I have had a tough time having time to exercise, but I've registered for a road race two months from now, and that should motivate me to get moving.
I'm beginning to meet some people in San Francisco, or spend time with the people I already knew, and that's awesome. I can't say for sure that I will ever feel settled here, but I definitely don't feel like I have to run away, and that's a huge improvement. Current Mood: better
|Monday, February 5th, 2007|
I've always been more prone to stomach flu than the average bear. I had come to expect about one 24-hour period per year being lost to the misery of the stomach bug. Per year, that is, until I went to China. I was sicker in China than I'd ever been before, but after four nasty bouts with gastric distress, I seem to have made it almost three years without getting the stomach flu... until last night. :(
So, I'm spending this part of the ski trip sitting in the hotel room. I've heard the snow isn't that good, so I'm not as distressed by it as I might be. Current Mood: sick
|Sunday, January 14th, 2007|
This is a public service announcement, for those of you who have expressed interest, to let you know that I sent an email to tripping today, from Sydney. If you didn't get it, then you might have fallen off the list somehow. Let me know if you'd like help getting back on it. Current Mood: surprised
|Tuesday, December 19th, 2006|
|The great Northland...
...is separated from the land in the South by a vast distance, to be traversed by the Great Commute. One which must NOT be undertaken without libations to the traffic Gods. It is a strange and treacherous journey, on which you face many dangers.
This was especially true this morning. My clock radio wakes my up with NPR, and between 7 and 9 am, the news programs are interrupted with a traffic update. The bay area has a lot of cars, which leads to a lot of rush hour accidents, but somehow the phrases that I'm already so jaded to "accident on 101 south, a rollover" "2 car accident blocking the two left lanes" "and accident with property damage" became a lot less abstract when I inched past the black SUV lying on it's side across two lanes just south of San Francisco on 101 this morning. It all became just a little more.. real.
So this means, of course, that I have successfully moved to the city of San Francisco. I have an apartment that will be *awesome* once it is no longer a sea of boxes, and a roommate who is pretty awesome, boxes nonwithstanding. It is very clear, already, that I'm significantly happier here than I was in Mountain View. It's funny, but being able to walk someplace makes more of a difference in my quality of life than I gave it credit for. And so far (day 4!) the commute is not *that* bad. (It's not that good, mind you, but it's not _yet_ intolerable.)
Right up there with never getting into a land war in Asia, I must remark on the level of criticality of this observation: When you are working a job that takes so much of your time that you can barely see straight and definitely can not sleep full nights, because there isn't time... do not, under any circumstances, move on a Wednesday. Furthermore, it is particularly absurd to move on said Wednesday when you have spent the previous weekend on the other side of a relatively large country, as these things go, visiting an ill family member. If, you do, for some ridiculous reason, attempt such a feat, be aware that there may be a detrimental effect on your sanity, and there most definitely will be a detrimental effect on your sleep.
Given that bit of advice, dear readers, I proudly welcome myself to the great Northland of the urban jungle of San Francisco, the precinct of Noe Valley, in the land of the free, and the home of the brave... Brave enough to drive on 101 during rush hour, at least. Current Mood: sleepy
|Wednesday, November 29th, 2006|
|What's in a name?
"Cleavage! Show more cleavage!" My lane-mate shouted to me as I grabbed the edge of the pool. "Squeeze your elbows together and push your cleavage up! And your arms should hit further up, on the sides of your boobs!"
It never before has been quite so clear to me why it's called the breaststroke. Current Mood: amused
|Monday, November 27th, 2006|
|Finding a daemon
This thanksgiving, I didn't put effort into seeing my family or old friends. I was far, far too burned out to put effort into travel. I know. Me?
But I desperately needed downtime, which I lack completely in this job. I didn't realize how badly I needed it until I took some, and saw the difference it made.
So with the four-day weekend, I did an awful lot of sleeping, going for runs, and reading (and, um... a little working. Yes, I should be slapped for that). I finished the Philip Pullman "His Dark Materials" trilogy. The three books are named after the sekrit superpower device introduced in each one, but the superpower devices are nothing compared to the complex characters and the interplay of good and evil in each one.
I just finished reading the third one. I found my reactions to the stories very emotional and rewarding, and if you haven't read them, I recommend finding a lot of time and starting.
Now that I'm feeling all emotional, I miss all you lovely folks more than ever, and durnit, now I regret not going home for Thanksgiving. Current Mood: emotional