December 2009
37 posts
We had a lovely dinner at Formoli’s Bistro on J Street, sitting at the bar watching the hands-on kitchen activity.
Another visit to Mom’s; getting a half dozen boxes of memories ready to ship back East. I’ll wager that the TV stays plugged in for about a week.
Lots of fog, too many long queues, but an astonishing, energetic Anti-Mass (2009) by Cornelia Parker at the DeYoung.
Cal Academy of Sciences is on the agenda today.
House guesting with the cousins. West coast blackbirds, magpies! Demonic clothes dryer.
The refrigerator is cleaned out. Gotta go somewhere.
Dealing with a snow dam-induced trickle of water in the basement. Slurping with the shop vac.
A crisply-marked White-throated Sparrow in the holly at the side of the house.
Shouldn’t be hard to get a seat on the Red Line this evening.
Christmas shopping on the Yellow Line.
Hooray! Fairfax Connector is back to regular weekday service tomorrow. We’ll still be standing on snowbanks at the curb, but the bus will be there. Eventually.
Merry Christmas, Mom. Cigna has your present.
Mulholland Dr. (2001): 4/5
Shops are open; a fire engine is running up and down South Lakes Drive to break up the snowpack on the verges.
Shoveling snow and the inbox of newsletters and catalogs.
Sarah Palin wins a “pants on fire” award.
As the arriving snow puts us in lockdown, I, for one, am grateful. Never mind the weekend errands that must be deferred to next week, and the holiday shopping that just hasn’t happened yet.
When am I going to learn that reblogs play hell with the sidebar in AHoaA?
Every once in a while, “this won’t fix the problem, but I should try it anyway” turns out to fix the problem.
A white sedan, its car alarm blurting, “Being towed! Being towed!” by parking enforcement.
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The social contract with Facebook has changed constantly since it started.
“Feel my back.”
Jim found a blunder I made that was worthy of the Fred Mallard award.
“Wir folgen all/Zum Freudensall/Und halten mit das Abendmahl.”
German Christmas music on obscure instruments is to be heard tonight; Samantha is in A Little Princess tomorrow at the Stage.
John Prine, Gerry Rafferty, and sharing the wealth.
#27 crosses my account today, and counting down.
“XII. Objects thrown into the air.”
I woke up within the District of Columbia today.
No matter what you do, once the clip on your rollerball pen gets bent out of position, you can’t bend it back.
“He’s definitely not old school in his management practices, but he’s not new school either. He’s sort of middle school.”
Somewhere out there Leta is singing The Snow Song.
I just heard Moby sing “Ring of Fire” acoustic. What reality did I walk into today?
At the studio, I recorded the front matter to Epidemiology 101, by Robert H. Friis. No doubt I pronounced his name wrong.
Golden Rule Jones solves the Freddy Durkee problem.
Certain people are excited about this image, but not for the reason you’d expect.