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Archive for January 2001

describing the back door, if you will

On 23 January 2001

This keyboard tray supposedly has some sort of locking mechanism, but sometimes it just decides to collapse on me. It's very disconcerting to be typing along happily and then just have your keyboard fall into your lap. Is it weird that I get a little bit excited and happy when I see a rat? I […]

My R-rated bus ride

On 22 January 2001

Remember when I had that little…um….issue (we won't call it a disorder. Damn it, we won't!) with the sea cucumber? How I simply could not stop thinking about the sea cucumber? Well, now I'm becoming slightly obsessed with this. It's a truly weird (and rather unworkable, methinks) idea, but fascinating nonetheless.Friday must have been Crazy […]

skating loincloths?

On 19 January 2001

I'm kind of a mess right now. (This entry might be the same way.) This morning I completely wiped out on some black ice. Practically first thing after I step out of the house, I'm taking a terrific spill onto the icy alley. My entire right side is stiff and bruised, I involuntarily yelled some […]

semi-autistic playtime

On 15 January 2001

We don't get Martin Luther King Day off here, so I'm at work. And I flip over the previously mentioned “medieval word a day” calendar, and it informs me that today is also the Feast of St Paul the Hermit. Not that St Paul the Hermit would attend such a feast, being a hermit and […]

you're my little dumpling, yes you are!

On 10 January 2001

I tried to make gnocchi the other day. I really want to make successful gnocchi, and this was my first attempt. Unsuccessful. I've been collecting gnocchi recipes for a while, and I figured I'd try them in order, least effort to most effort, my reasoning being that an unsuccessful attempt hurts less if you didn't […]

a coarse heavy plain-woven fabric usually of jute or hemp

On 9 January 2001

I have the sickness. No, it is not cancer. I do not have the cancer. (A friend of mine used to be very, very fond of using the word “cancer” with the definite article, as in “the cancer,” which usage seems to have a faint David Letterman quality about it (hey kids, do you like […]

hoppity hop whoa!

On 5 January 2001

I was late coming back from lunch today. I was late because I was utterly transfixed by the demolition of a building. I stood there on the sidewalk, clinging to the chainlink fence and grinning from ear to ear, until my toes got too cold and I had to go.Demolition is beautiful. Earth movers! Bulldozers! […]

tide pool

On 4 January 2001

A certain Crabby Person just called me up and left a long snarky message (thankfully I was away) about all the things that we here in publishing had done wrong and basically just implied how freaking stupid we were, when really it's a simple case of my not being able to read minds, and if […]

fishwife follies

On 3 January 2001

Ho boy. It's been a while.I just did not feel like updating during my nice, long, vacation. I didn't wear a bra very often, or pants with a proper, non-elastic waistband. I didn't go a single day without having an afternoon nap with The Cat curled up by my side. And I didn't get near […]