Seattle, as always, was gorgeous, if a little rainy and overcast. Miss Longshanks (my niece, about 2.5 years old, now) was asking to see sun and rainbows every day, and it usually came out during her naptime, which was just sad. We did see sun while we were on our way back from the Children's Museum my last day there, and a rainbow in the fountain at Seattle Center. Better weather was had during my week there, apparently, than had been seen for months, and flowers were abundant (though it seems to me that they always are). And now, at home in Maine, it began snowing last night, and is still coming down heavily nine hours later. I really should get out there and start pushing some of it around so that when Eor comes home he'll be able to get into the driveway.

But first I must indulge in one thread about Miss Longshanks, The Moisture Festival, and Avner The Eccentric... )
derien: It's a cup of tea and a white mouse.  The mouse is offering to buy Arthur's brain and replace it with a simple computer. (Default)
( Apr. 1st, 2017 04:56 am)
I have yet again returned from the wilds of Seattle. The niece walks and talks and crawls on her belly like a reptile. More later. :)
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( Mar. 2nd, 2017 07:13 pm)
You ever hear a line and think it sounds like it could come from a movie?

"I'm not saying it's anyone's fault, but Bill... could you stop doing updates to the database? I've got work to do."
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( Feb. 26th, 2017 02:22 pm)
Now that I have gone ahead and downloaded all the volumes of The Comfortable Courtesan to my Nook it is completely impossible for me to pull myself away. Indeed, in Volume The Third she has quite perfected the art of the cliffhanger, such that, although nothing particularly overly dramatic happens (Madam C- does not put up with dramaticks) I am drawn on to see how people are interacting. I'm particularly curious how Little V- will do.
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( Jan. 26th, 2017 08:26 pm)
I've been pretty disgusted with the world in general, lately, but then tonight I got an email where someone asked if they could translate something I wrote (The Worth of a Man - Jules Vern "Mysterious Island" fic) into Russian.
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( Jan. 10th, 2017 08:49 pm)
It's so nice in the kitchen by the wood stove. It's so very, very cold upstairs in the bedroom. Nights like this, when we were kids, our parents would bring our mattresses to the kitchen and we would all camp out. I miss that.
derien: It's a cup of tea and a white mouse.  The mouse is offering to buy Arthur's brain and replace it with a simple computer. (Default)
( Jan. 6th, 2017 06:21 pm)
I spent my day having tea and cake with an auntie and getting all the news. It feels like a different world up there. On the one hand I adore my aunt and think it's a damned shame she's surrounded by crazy people. On the other, when I try to tell Eor the basic outline of who's not talking to who and why it sounds like invented drama. On the third, I think I could write probably write a novel series off it all. I should probably just change the names and go for it.
When people say they're going to explain something and what they do instead is give you history. Combined with 'Star Power Bait and Switch' where you wait for the star and they do the last third of the presentation, but it's no more in-depth than the part the non-star did.

Weird Al Yankovick Explains AutoTune:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aShimWnbiu4
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( Dec. 19th, 2016 04:07 am)
Anyone can be in Rockland at 0730, right? But can I be there with my shit together? I hate getting up at 0230. I had set my alarm for 0300, but my subconscious waa apparently not sure that was sufficient.

And then my subconscious also was apparently lonely and wanted Eor up, too, because I popped the bathroom door latch by accident, which sounds ridiculously loud - almost like the neighbors are shooting things - in the early morning quiet. In my defense, I had just opened the other bathroom door (there's one at each end) with the intention of going down the back stairs so as not to bother him, and the doors, because it's an old house, hang differently - the front-end door needs to be pushed in tight before the latch is lifted or it makes that horrible noise, but the back-end door needs to be lifted before you can move it out of the frame.

Oh well, off for the fun.
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( Dec. 16th, 2016 04:41 pm)
Well, this was an exhausting day. It's hypothetically my day off, but I had a physical therapy appointment to discuss my wrist and hip problems at 07:30am, did a bunch of errands, and at 2:30 pm had a cortisone injection in my wrist, did another errand and a half, and all during a day that started at -5F and ended at 1F. The cold is exhausting. Getting my wrist iced by a PT person was painful, getting the shot was stressful, the aftermath of the shot is painful. I'm beat.

ETA:
And regardless of how tired and hurty I am, I have to build fires.
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( Nov. 3rd, 2016 09:02 pm)
I managed to do a round trip today of 332 miles for work - to Rockland, Bar Harbor, Augusta, then back to Portland. Google says this takes 6 hours 40 minutes, but it took me 9 hours, with road construction, rain, stopping to pee and later to eat, and of course the actual point of the trip, the data downloads I had to collect. However, the good thing is that I knew it would take this long. I have developed a habit of adding a half hour or so to Google's estimate for every two hours, so I shaved an hour off my work time yesterday so I could use it today. So, maybe I'm developing time management skills?

ETA: Only bad thing; I may have food poisoned myself, because I bought some hard boiled eggs at a rest stop and now I feel horrible.
I have an unusual mid-week day off because someone wanted to trade days off so she can go to her cousin's wedding on the weekend, so I was able to Skype with my brother Hawk and niece! :) He works four ten-hour days and has weekends and Wednesdays off, so he gets to be full on Daddy on Wednesdays, which he loves. :)

I was just scanning back through my entries trying to see if I've assigned my niece a nickname. She doesn't really need one since she's the only niece I have, but it seems right. And as I was looking back I found that I had mentioned in July that Hawk, his Mate Minx, and the child can all TALK. This holds true for today as well - I barely got a word in edgewise. :) Her diction isn't perfect, and she's still working on sentences, but she's fine with three syllable words. She found Daddy's pill minder and made him eat his 'supplements.' The very first thing she told me was "I use potty!" Not even "hello," first. She's very proud of herself. :) Not out of the diapers yet, but starting. "Someone put the tree in the bag!" actually referred to a good sized stick, with which she showed me her cool staff-fighting moves, and almost nailed Daddy a few times with her 'tree.' :)

Proper nicks are difficult. Hawk got that name from an actual shaman he studied with, but his Mate calls him "Monkey" and herself "Minx." I considered calling her Chick, because she is the child of Hawk. A baby hawk can also be called an 'eyas', I find. At one point when she was eating her breakfast and continually requesting more blueberries, Hawk said, "You eat so many blueberries we'll have to call you Sal," a reference to "Blueberries for Sal," a book every kid from Maine reads. :) She doesn't have a copy, yet, so I'll send it to her. :) I don't know, maybe a proper nick will wait a bit longer.

Eventually I left them to clean up and get ready to go to dance class. I hope the blueberry stain comes off her face, not to mention out of her pink shirt. :)
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derien: It's a cup of tea and a white mouse.  The mouse is offering to buy Arthur's brain and replace it with a simple computer. (Default)
( Oct. 17th, 2016 04:36 pm)
My niece is growing up so fast, on the other side of the country, and I'm not getting to interact with her as much as I would like. Can one recommend me a reputable site to download a Facetime app that will run on a Windows PC, with no input from any Apple devices (which I don't have)? I found a site, ( https:\/\/facetimeforwindowspc.org\/facetime-for-pc\ ) but I'm not sure I trust it. (Tried Skype, but apparently that's too outdated for my brother to handle.)
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( Sep. 11th, 2016 08:50 am)
I just realized I haven't posted in almost a month. Have been ridiculously busy, tired all the time, but nothing much to talk about.
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( Aug. 12th, 2016 07:20 am)
Yesterday, my 50th birthday - my Golden Jubilee as Butonquail characterized it - shall be known as The Birthday On Which I Shingled A Roof. Not a house roof, just a gently sloped shed roof, but given the heat, the biting insects and working until we needed headlamps it was all in all An Experience.

When we finally had enough fun for the evening we didn't really have the energy for a complicated dinner, so I ended up with two pancakes, two fried eggs, and half a bottle of wine.

Today I have a dental cleaning, need to pick up two more bundles of shingles, and otherwise it's dishes and laundry and hiding the mess on my desk. When Eor gets home from work we have to finish the last few courses of shingles, or at least get as much done as we can before 7pm, when our company shows up. It's Reading Night yet again, and as per tradition I have not chosen anything to read. The current book I'm reading (re-reading) is Pratchett, "Night Watch," and I'm loving the heck out of it once again, but not finding anything particular that sticks out as a good passage to read aloud.

I obviously do not have time to read fanfiction today, so I'm leaving a link here to remind myself to check out a collection of links Copperbadge posted: http://copperbadge.livejournal.com/3803337.html?mode=reply#add_comment Usually I take Copperbadge's recommendations and download them all onto my Nook to read during lunch at work, though a full lunch period with nobody interrupting me is rare these days.

I just realized that the lunch I packed yesterday is still in my bag. I guess I'll have to throw that away. And it was quite good chicken tikka masala, even if it was only from a jar. Shame. I did eat, but a microwave was not available since I was driving all day, so I grabbed a quick hot dog at a stand in Rockland which my family always traditionally frequented, Wasses. So that was my birthday treat. ;)
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( Aug. 6th, 2016 09:38 pm)
Eor pulled the shingles off the shed, and the whole overhang roof because the plywood was all rotten, and I carted the shingles to the dump, and made a couple runs to Lowe's for more shingles and drip edge, and we got tar paper and drip edge back on. And I am beat and going to take a shower, now, and some Advil, I expect to sleep like a log.
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( Aug. 4th, 2016 05:04 am)
Some mornings you get up and hop on the treadmill and do twenty minutes, then stretch, and all goes clickety-clack. Other mornings you try to turn over the calendar, but drop the nail it hangs in, then spend several minutes crawling around the dirty floor with a flashlight hoping to find it before it finds your foot. I hope my bad luck washes off in the shower.
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( Jul. 31st, 2016 08:34 pm)
I should record for posterity that we accomplished a nasty job, yesterday. Or, mostly Eor did, I just assisted where I could. :) We knew there were carpenter ants in the shed, so he pulled out most of the wall boards on the internal 'finished' walls, discovering that the entire back wall of the building was in fact one huge ant nest. Yes, ants raining down, he was sweeping them back with a push broom. They're still dying. However, we got it cleaned up and the door and shutter (it used to be a bar) back on in one day. :) Also, the radio he found to use while we were doing this would only get one station... playing classic rock.

At one point he said "I'm having a sense of deja vu. Or maybe it's just similar to a lot of nasty jobs I've had to do in the past."

"Most of them scored to classic rock?" I asked.
For two weeks my Aunt S was here, and she can talk, for a week my brother and his wife and child were here, and they can all talk, and for two or three hours my cousins Di and Pen and Uncle Jimcito and Aunt Nun were here, and ALL of them can REALLY talk. I've never thought of myself as much of a talker, and maybe this is why - I don't need to ever talk when I'm with my family. :) Silence is nice when I'm alone, but if I have to socialize it's restful for me to be with people who keep the conversation going, since I never had that skill. :)

As I'm typing this Eor is telling me about someone who is trying to find a way to use aggregate data of social media to predict terrorist attacks.

ETA: It's really interesting watching my little niece acquire language. She's 21 months old and can make simple sentences, like "I hear sound!" with hand cupped by ear to reinforce the concept in case we don't understand her diction.
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I'm not going to subject you to reading a click-bait article, but wanted to post this as a reminder to myself, and because Eor might find it interesting.

Dick York’s Real Reason for Leaving: His departure was never explained on the show, but Dick York had a good reason for it. York tore most of the muscles on the right side of his back while filming Cordura, and never recovered completely. Doctors gave him pain medication, but that wasn’t really a long-term solution.

Enter Dick Sargent: During Season Five of “Bewitched,” a replacement doctor gave York some B-12 when he went in during a lunch break from filming. York had a seizure on set and was rushed to the hospital. He never returned and the show went Darrin-less for a few episodes until Dick Sargent stepped in.


Around a year ago there was a story in "Asimov's" which I would call a fanfic of "Bewitched" in which it is revealed that Darrin was actually a golem of sorts, a created creature given a false set of memories and back pain to give him depth of character, but then he couldn't handle the pain and became intollerable, so Samantha switched him out with another golem.
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