I’m back in town and oh, there’s so much to catch up on. Spending time with good friends, disabling a smoke detector, crashing face-first in a blinding sandstorm, giving the robot its first test run, and acquiring a fuzzy pink hat. So here we go. Let’s wind the clock back a few days. Woke up to crazy-thick fog. The car’s in the shop, so it’s a good day to wander out without one. I’ve got a few stops to make, and one of them is to get some parts for Secret Plan 187. First, there’s time to kick the day … Continue reading Day 98: Fog and Sparks
It’s so foggy this morning that it looks like the sun’s never going to cut through. It’s foggy and lazy, and the cats are good with that. During our Plum Day jam-making activity, a couple of the jars didn’t gel. This happens sometimes, for a few different reasons. It’s still sealed and safe, just sloshy. Some of them can be repaired, by re-boiling and adding some sugar and pectin. It’s a good foggy-morning thing to do when you don’t feel like typing. A few of them gel afterward, but those that don’t will be fantastic on ice cream. Holy cow, … Continue reading Day 91: Sun vs. Fog… Fight!
So I’ve started collecting albums by “Musicians who have been denied entry to the United States.” I picked up Lily Allen and Amy Winehouse today, and I already have Cat Stevens… still need Axel Willner’s band… got any more? I’m looking for recommendations. Why? Maybe it has to do with attraction to things you’re being protected from. Anyway, it’s fun, and the music’s good. This morning’s sunrise was somewhat less brilliant than Wednesday’s… …but the funny thing about San Francisco weather is that a 10-minute drive in any direction (I chose North) will usually get you this: Microclimates are awesome. … Continue reading Day 14: Fog and Dangerous Music
I’m still technically “on call” for the next two weeks, and I will be called, but I’m starting the 3-month Secret Plan now, and bumping it to 3.5 months. That’s fair. Morning: I spent the morning with my muse, and then put her on a plane to Hong Kong. I love HK. It’s like a spaceport; people from all over the world have found a sort of hyperproductive coexistence. There’s just something cool about major port cities (says the guy in San Francisco). Afternoon: Captain McGee’s Birthday. Chris is one of those guys where the strength-of-character is built in so … Continue reading Day 1