Man, what a day! First, I got slammed by a wave on the bike ride to work...
http://www.nbcchicago.com/news/local/Huge_Waves_Knock_Down_LSD_Bikers__Runners_Chicago-130845438.html
I'm not any of the people in this clip, but I got nailed by a wave, which nearly knocked me over and soaked me, requiring me to bike back home and put on some dry work clothes.
And then, on the bike ride home, I got caught in a storm and soaked again! I was wearing a rain jacket for that, but my slacks and shoes got soaked. Hail was falling, too! And there was a rainbow, and towering, dark clouds, and sunlight, too!
The lake was very wild this morning, about the wildest I'd seen it. All along the route close to shore, the waves were smashing all across the bike path, nearly reaching the street. And on that curve (the part filmed above), it was a deathtrap! I risked a ride for it, nearly made it, but got hung up and hit by that wave. Then I had to bike ahead to reach a higher spot (since I didn't want to bike back the way I'd come and risk another pummeling) and then I had to ride through the city all soaking wet. The wind was really blowing and it was about 52 degrees, so it was like the hypothermia express!
Still, it was fun, even if it's not something I'd want to experience again anytime soon! Musical interlude...
Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Beyond the Wheel
Did I mention getting a new back wheel for my bike? A whole new rim? That frickin' tire would misalign every year, and this year, I finally had a spoke break, so I was just through with it, told the bike guys to replace it. My whole life of biking, I've never had more trouble with a bike than with this one. Anyway, they put on a nice, tough back wheel on it, although I haven't had much opportunity to ride on it, because it's been raining all frickin' week. This is about the rainiest fall I've seen here in Chicagoland.
My boys love the Bond movie, "Goldfinger." They love James Bond in general. Cracks me up. B1 loves the gadgets and the spectacle, while B2 loves the bad guys and thinks Bond's tuxedo is tops -- I actually filmed him singing the "Goldfinger" theme, which was adorable. If B2 saw me in my tux, he'd love that, would want his own tuxedo! Thankfully, he doesn't know I have one!
While looking for some appropriate "Goldfinger" images, I stumbled across this, which cracks me up. Bahah!
I'm in a pretty good mood today, as I managed to come up with a proper ending to a book I'd had written years ago, but had never quite gotten the ending I liked for it. I think I've alluded to it before in here. It's a Young Adult story, I think. That's my nearest guess. Now that I have the ending I like for it, I'll edit it and see if I can get anybody to pick it up. A tough sell in this market, but I'll try to find a home for it. I'm just relieved I got the right ending for it. It's very rare for me to get stuck on a story like that, and this one was like another albatross hanging around my neck (Exene taking the original honor for that, of course, the Lifetime Albatross Achievement Award), but this story was in second place. But I think I got it. On yet another read-through, we'll see how it goes. I shouldn't feel bad -- Tolstoy wrote something like 12 drafts of "War and Peace" -- which would have me going squarely out of my mind if I'd been in that situation. This latest revision will be a cakewalk by comparison.
My folks are seriously eyeing property in Florida. I think they're looking to sell their place in Santa Barbara and settle down in Florida. I think they were missing seeing the rest of the family (since nobody else in our family is on the West Coast), and they were also realizing that they could sell their place for a fortune and buy something particularly fab elsewhere. I always thought their trek to SB was quixotic -- there's a reason why it's like the retirement community for Hollywood. I mean, yes, it's beautiful, but it's also crazy-expensive out there, and if you're not coasting through senescence on residuals, it's a daunting prospect for everybody else. We'll see how Florida goes for them. The boys won't mind that, since they love the ocean (although B1 loves mountains as much as I do -- my Dwarvish boy. He was talking about that the other day, how much he loved mountains and hills. Cuted me out).
My boys love the Bond movie, "Goldfinger." They love James Bond in general. Cracks me up. B1 loves the gadgets and the spectacle, while B2 loves the bad guys and thinks Bond's tuxedo is tops -- I actually filmed him singing the "Goldfinger" theme, which was adorable. If B2 saw me in my tux, he'd love that, would want his own tuxedo! Thankfully, he doesn't know I have one!
While looking for some appropriate "Goldfinger" images, I stumbled across this, which cracks me up. Bahah!
I'm in a pretty good mood today, as I managed to come up with a proper ending to a book I'd had written years ago, but had never quite gotten the ending I liked for it. I think I've alluded to it before in here. It's a Young Adult story, I think. That's my nearest guess. Now that I have the ending I like for it, I'll edit it and see if I can get anybody to pick it up. A tough sell in this market, but I'll try to find a home for it. I'm just relieved I got the right ending for it. It's very rare for me to get stuck on a story like that, and this one was like another albatross hanging around my neck (Exene taking the original honor for that, of course, the Lifetime Albatross Achievement Award), but this story was in second place. But I think I got it. On yet another read-through, we'll see how it goes. I shouldn't feel bad -- Tolstoy wrote something like 12 drafts of "War and Peace" -- which would have me going squarely out of my mind if I'd been in that situation. This latest revision will be a cakewalk by comparison.
My folks are seriously eyeing property in Florida. I think they're looking to sell their place in Santa Barbara and settle down in Florida. I think they were missing seeing the rest of the family (since nobody else in our family is on the West Coast), and they were also realizing that they could sell their place for a fortune and buy something particularly fab elsewhere. I always thought their trek to SB was quixotic -- there's a reason why it's like the retirement community for Hollywood. I mean, yes, it's beautiful, but it's also crazy-expensive out there, and if you're not coasting through senescence on residuals, it's a daunting prospect for everybody else. We'll see how Florida goes for them. The boys won't mind that, since they love the ocean (although B1 loves mountains as much as I do -- my Dwarvish boy. He was talking about that the other day, how much he loved mountains and hills. Cuted me out).
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Bahahah
So, I've been watching the remake of "Battlestar Galactica" on DVD, and have been enjoying it. I love EJO's take on Adama, who's a quiet kind of badass. And speaking of asses, I love his takedown of his son, Apollo, who they had looking particularly bad for Season 3...
That made me laugh out loud. I can't stand Apollo in the series, so this scene cracked me up.
That made me laugh out loud. I can't stand Apollo in the series, so this scene cracked me up.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Yum!
I made a yummy dinner on the fly tonight: I grilled some vidalia onions in a pan with some olive oil,
and while that was cooking, I cooked some rice, and some black beans in some chicken broth. Then I took the onions out of the pan, put some turkey burgers in there, and sauteed them in some more of the chicken broth. Once they were cooked, I put the burgers on a plate, topped them with the onions, had the beans and rice on the side. Heavenly scent, delicious! The broth had the burgers nice and moist, great flavor.
Not fancy, but really delicious! Washed down with a beer, and even better!
and while that was cooking, I cooked some rice, and some black beans in some chicken broth. Then I took the onions out of the pan, put some turkey burgers in there, and sauteed them in some more of the chicken broth. Once they were cooked, I put the burgers on a plate, topped them with the onions, had the beans and rice on the side. Heavenly scent, delicious! The broth had the burgers nice and moist, great flavor.
Not fancy, but really delicious! Washed down with a beer, and even better!
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Da Boys
I could tell the boys were growing again, so I weighed and measured'em...
B1: 4'9" and 80 lbs.
B2: 3'10.5" and 44 lbs.
Both boys have grown a quarter inch in the last two months, and both of them have grown 4.5 inches in the past 2 years!! Amazing! B1 is definitely going to be taller than me, at the rate he's going. I mean, I was 5'3" in 7th grade, and I grew to be 6'3" by my senior year -- B1 is already 4'9" in 4th grade!
B1: 4'9" and 80 lbs.
B2: 3'10.5" and 44 lbs.
Both boys have grown a quarter inch in the last two months, and both of them have grown 4.5 inches in the past 2 years!! Amazing! B1 is definitely going to be taller than me, at the rate he's going. I mean, I was 5'3" in 7th grade, and I grew to be 6'3" by my senior year -- B1 is already 4'9" in 4th grade!
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Coconuts
These are deadly-good...
I'm always buying the last couple of boxes before they're sold out. It's always a competition to score those before they're gone, so others realize that they're food of the gods, too.
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| Not my hand, btw. |
Falling Leaves
Went ambling through the city last night, since the weather was so good. Lots of people out, enjoying it. Already nearing the end of September, with October nipping at one's heels. This month flew by. I need to buckle down and get into my autumnal writing groove. I've got so many pieces to work on, it's going to be hard to choose. At this point, I'm tempted to just do them alphabetically, but I know that'll never work with me. I'll need to do them based on either how soon they can be completed or else which ones inspire me most. I just know how I am, especially for first drafts -- I have to go with inspiration, first, just to get that first draft done. Then the discipline part kicks in with revision.
Did you see that stuff about neutrinos? I am hoping it's corroborated, because that'll be awesome, will pull the rug out from under physics for generations, which'll make for a lot of excited/perplexed/enraged physicists. We'll see. Science is fun. Haha!
Did you see that stuff about neutrinos? I am hoping it's corroborated, because that'll be awesome, will pull the rug out from under physics for generations, which'll make for a lot of excited/perplexed/enraged physicists. We'll see. Science is fun. Haha!
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Brrr
Brrr. Cold this morning! Definitely flannel jammy weather nowadays!
I asked the boys what they wanted to be for Halloween. B1 wasn't sure, yet; B2 wants to be a gremlin, planned it all out, wanting a green shirt and green pants and what-not. It was cute, watching him plan it all out. Hard to believe it's a bit over a month away. Once Halloween hits, it's like the Holiday free-for-all, the rush to the end of the year. Amazing how 2011 has come and gone. And next year should be insane, with the whole presidential election stuff, and the 2012 Mayan Calendar crazies going loopy. And turning 42. What the hell is that all about? Ah, Entropy, you blithering bitch goddess!
I asked the boys what they wanted to be for Halloween. B1 wasn't sure, yet; B2 wants to be a gremlin, planned it all out, wanting a green shirt and green pants and what-not. It was cute, watching him plan it all out. Hard to believe it's a bit over a month away. Once Halloween hits, it's like the Holiday free-for-all, the rush to the end of the year. Amazing how 2011 has come and gone. And next year should be insane, with the whole presidential election stuff, and the 2012 Mayan Calendar crazies going loopy. And turning 42. What the hell is that all about? Ah, Entropy, you blithering bitch goddess!
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Bird-watching
I keep seeing goldfinches in the city, which is kind of awesome. I love goldfinches. Apparently they hang out in Chicago all year-round, but it seems like there are more around lately. Not sure if that's right, or it's just my perception of it, having seen a lot of them. Either way, I'm not complaining. I'm happy to see more goldfinches, less sparrows!
I bought some knit gloves to help for the bike rides, since it got chilly so quickly! Brrr! I also got B2 some really cute rugby tops. He's gonna love them, is gonna look fab. As ever, between Exene and me, I'm the only one who buys clothes for the boys. But I actually like getting them nice stuff they can use, what can I say?
I bought some knit gloves to help for the bike rides, since it got chilly so quickly! Brrr! I also got B2 some really cute rugby tops. He's gonna love them, is gonna look fab. As ever, between Exene and me, I'm the only one who buys clothes for the boys. But I actually like getting them nice stuff they can use, what can I say?
Sunday, September 18, 2011
1111
Heh, this is my 1111th post on this blog. Not that this means anything, but it's still mildly amusing, I suppose.
I've been watching "Battlestar Galactica" (remake) on DVD, after having only seen the first season when that show was on real-time. It's an entertaining show, although the endless gravitas of it kind of wears down on me a bit. Starbuck is particularly vexing -- she's straight, but they play her so butch, she's like one step short of crunching cans of beer on her forehead and putting cigars out on her tongue. It's like they wanted her to be macho Ms. Badass, without having the greenlight to make her gay or something, which would've been the ballsier move, pardon the pun. So, instead, she's Butchie LaRue and digs guys. But the half-hearted thing they have with her and Apollo reads just so wrong -- no matter who many muscle shirts they put Apollo in, he's like a nancy boy next to Starbuck, who looks like she could break Apollo over her knee. Other than that, and maybe that urgent piano score they do that's like the Cylon "Jaws" theme (typically heralding Number 6's appearance), I'm enjoying the show a great deal. Glad I'm finally watching it. Some of their narrative conceits remind me of HBO's "Oz" or "The Wire" -- like the writers just pull a character and situation out of their asses, because they have "the fleet" to draw from. "Oh, that's from the Belisaurius, a Caprican ore freighter." Sure, why not? I love that Richard Hatch, the original Apollo, is a recurring character on the show. That amuses me.
I've been watching "Battlestar Galactica" (remake) on DVD, after having only seen the first season when that show was on real-time. It's an entertaining show, although the endless gravitas of it kind of wears down on me a bit. Starbuck is particularly vexing -- she's straight, but they play her so butch, she's like one step short of crunching cans of beer on her forehead and putting cigars out on her tongue. It's like they wanted her to be macho Ms. Badass, without having the greenlight to make her gay or something, which would've been the ballsier move, pardon the pun. So, instead, she's Butchie LaRue and digs guys. But the half-hearted thing they have with her and Apollo reads just so wrong -- no matter who many muscle shirts they put Apollo in, he's like a nancy boy next to Starbuck, who looks like she could break Apollo over her knee. Other than that, and maybe that urgent piano score they do that's like the Cylon "Jaws" theme (typically heralding Number 6's appearance), I'm enjoying the show a great deal. Glad I'm finally watching it. Some of their narrative conceits remind me of HBO's "Oz" or "The Wire" -- like the writers just pull a character and situation out of their asses, because they have "the fleet" to draw from. "Oh, that's from the Belisaurius, a Caprican ore freighter." Sure, why not? I love that Richard Hatch, the original Apollo, is a recurring character on the show. That amuses me.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Punkin' Pie
I hit Target today for a bit, got the boys some fall/winter supplies, like hats and what-not. The weather is autumn-lovely today, that cool-but-sunny thing going on, very pretty. Good sleeping weather, really.
I had an idea for another story pop into my head, quite out of the blue. Well, really it was something I was mulling over for awhile, and then, while at Target, it just clicked, and one of the characters really cohered for me. That's a great feeling, although it sometimes happens when one hasn't any pen or paper handy! D'oh! That's when the iPhone is a real blessing -- the Notes function on it is useful for that, even if the Tic-Tac tap-buttons on it are so tiny, it's cumbersome if you have hands larger than a leprechaun's!
They have Pumpkin Pie Pop-Tarts at Target! I had to try them, and they actually were really good. Limited Edition, naturally, but damned good. See?
I had an idea for another story pop into my head, quite out of the blue. Well, really it was something I was mulling over for awhile, and then, while at Target, it just clicked, and one of the characters really cohered for me. That's a great feeling, although it sometimes happens when one hasn't any pen or paper handy! D'oh! That's when the iPhone is a real blessing -- the Notes function on it is useful for that, even if the Tic-Tac tap-buttons on it are so tiny, it's cumbersome if you have hands larger than a leprechaun's!
They have Pumpkin Pie Pop-Tarts at Target! I had to try them, and they actually were really good. Limited Edition, naturally, but damned good. See?
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Falling
I should be writing this morning, but am enjoying the early-morning quiet too much right now. Fall is already here. The chill is in the air. The city smelled curious -- apparently there are wildfires in Minnesota, and the smoke from that is wafting into Illinois. There is a faintly smoky smell hitting the city, like the smell of burning pine. I noticed it yesterday, and did some searching to confirm it. Kind of amazing, really -- I didn't even know they were having wildfires of that magnitude in Minnesota, let alone that we'd be downwind of them.
Just a wrinkle in city living for the moment, I guess. Pine-scented apocalyptic smog! It somehow adds resonance to the change of seasons. That wood smoke smell feels so autumnal to me, anyway, and that it is derived from massive wildfires adds a macabre element to it, which also fits well with the season.
I love autumn. My favorite season.
Just a wrinkle in city living for the moment, I guess. Pine-scented apocalyptic smog! It somehow adds resonance to the change of seasons. That wood smoke smell feels so autumnal to me, anyway, and that it is derived from massive wildfires adds a macabre element to it, which also fits well with the season.
I love autumn. My favorite season.
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| How random, right? B2 wanted me to take a shot of the orang with the toy gun in its hand. Haha! |
Monday, September 12, 2011
Crashing
Saw ANOTHER car crash downtown. Not as bad as the one I'd seen last week (was it only last week? I can't remember, now). But roughly the same distance away, and me at an intersection, and another SUV, this time slamming into the back of a cab. Mostly a fender-bender, but the SUV then drove off and disappeared, leaving the cabbie in the lurch. I think it was the SUV's fault, judging from how it went. Can't believe I've seen two crashes in close succession like that. Sheesh.
Saw some bikers have a tiff of sorts, too. I only came in on the end of it, but some super-biker guy was yelling at some gal biker. Not sure what the deal was. Some of those super-bikers are insanely hardcore about biking, so who knows what the deal was.
Performance review went very well at work; there was a lot of good talk about the positive contribution I've made for the group, and what that means for my future there, and so on. It was really heartening to hear, to be honest. I am trying to do a good job, but to have that good work appreciated (and for this to be communicated to me), so much the better. Made me happy to hear it.
Am sleepy, gonna crash, I think.
Saw some bikers have a tiff of sorts, too. I only came in on the end of it, but some super-biker guy was yelling at some gal biker. Not sure what the deal was. Some of those super-bikers are insanely hardcore about biking, so who knows what the deal was.
Performance review went very well at work; there was a lot of good talk about the positive contribution I've made for the group, and what that means for my future there, and so on. It was really heartening to hear, to be honest. I am trying to do a good job, but to have that good work appreciated (and for this to be communicated to me), so much the better. Made me happy to hear it.
Am sleepy, gonna crash, I think.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Epicurean!
I love it...
http://www.salon.com/books/what_to_read/index.html?story=/books/laura_miller/2011/09/11/swerve
As an admitted Epicurean, I love seeing Epicureanism get a tip of the hat!
http://www.salon.com/books/what_to_read/index.html?story=/books/laura_miller/2011/09/11/swerve
As an admitted Epicurean, I love seeing Epicureanism get a tip of the hat!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Saturday
Beautiful weather this weekend, although very fall-like, the light fading quicker. Exene dropped the boys off earlier today, because she was getting her hair done. She hadn't called ahead on this, just showed up with the boys, which put me in a bad spot, since I'd planned on getting errands run when she turned up. She said she'd mind them earlier some other time, but I have to be sure to make a note of that, so I don't get screwed over.
Saw some Halloween stuff turning up in stores. Amazing to see that stuff so early, nearly two months before Halloween. I hate to see Christmas stuff waiting in the wings too early, too. That bugs me. Each holiday should have a fair amount of "breathing space" for it to be its own thing, rather than a blur.
I'm tired tonight.
Saw some Halloween stuff turning up in stores. Amazing to see that stuff so early, nearly two months before Halloween. I hate to see Christmas stuff waiting in the wings too early, too. That bugs me. Each holiday should have a fair amount of "breathing space" for it to be its own thing, rather than a blur.
I'm tired tonight.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Rise and Fall
Man, those lakefront winds keep coming. Definitely no Indian Summer this September, it would seem. We went full-bore into Fall! I'm tired, kinda brain-fried at the moment (work was busy), but all is mostly well, I think.
Spittin' Mad
I'm a bit sore. The autumn winds are picking up at the lake shore, as they always do, which makes biking along that route tougher. My cruising speed with my bike is about 12 mph, and when you've got an 11-mph headwind blasting you in the face, it makes for a helluva slog.
Had some crazy asshole spit at me yesterday. He was this little goblin of a man. I was at an intersection, checking the time on my iPhone (the wind was making me mindful of my pacing for the ride, as I had a meeting to go to), and I hear *PTOOEY* at me, and turned, and the guy made this nonchalant look, hastily, like he'd just realized he'd bitten off more than he could chew. Nasty lil' guy, looked like late 40s, maybe (?), baseball cap jammed on his head, grimy, one of those paranoid schizophrenic-looking types. Anyway, when I realized what he'd done, I rode after him on my bike. He'd ducked by one of the CTA bus kiosks to dodge me, but I wheeled around and gave him a retributive spit on his back, then rode for my meeting. He spat back at me one more time as I rode off. Not a word was spoken, didn't have to be. The fucker knew what he'd done. He probably couldn't believe somebody would retaliate in kind, but that's how it goes. Spit for spat, Fucko. He's just lucky I had to go to a meeting, or I'd have really gone Celtic on him and pummeled him into the ground for that kinda shit (although, if I'd done that, bystanders would've just seen me beating the shit out of this goblin-man, wouldn't have seen the precipitating event, so I'd have likely been the one to get in trouble, had I gone that route; I was a model of restraint in that I only spat on him). Anyway, after 18 years in the city, I guess something nuts like that was bound to happen. It was a first for me, though. *PTOOEY* Spitfight with a vagabond! Can mark that off my list of life experiences.
The meeting went well, btw. I was inwardly amused by that, as I gave my presentation. Little did anyone know that I'd had that nonsense on the front end of my day.
Had some crazy asshole spit at me yesterday. He was this little goblin of a man. I was at an intersection, checking the time on my iPhone (the wind was making me mindful of my pacing for the ride, as I had a meeting to go to), and I hear *PTOOEY* at me, and turned, and the guy made this nonchalant look, hastily, like he'd just realized he'd bitten off more than he could chew. Nasty lil' guy, looked like late 40s, maybe (?), baseball cap jammed on his head, grimy, one of those paranoid schizophrenic-looking types. Anyway, when I realized what he'd done, I rode after him on my bike. He'd ducked by one of the CTA bus kiosks to dodge me, but I wheeled around and gave him a retributive spit on his back, then rode for my meeting. He spat back at me one more time as I rode off. Not a word was spoken, didn't have to be. The fucker knew what he'd done. He probably couldn't believe somebody would retaliate in kind, but that's how it goes. Spit for spat, Fucko. He's just lucky I had to go to a meeting, or I'd have really gone Celtic on him and pummeled him into the ground for that kinda shit (although, if I'd done that, bystanders would've just seen me beating the shit out of this goblin-man, wouldn't have seen the precipitating event, so I'd have likely been the one to get in trouble, had I gone that route; I was a model of restraint in that I only spat on him). Anyway, after 18 years in the city, I guess something nuts like that was bound to happen. It was a first for me, though. *PTOOEY* Spitfight with a vagabond! Can mark that off my list of life experiences.
The meeting went well, btw. I was inwardly amused by that, as I gave my presentation. Little did anyone know that I'd had that nonsense on the front end of my day.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Pigeons, Man
I hate pigeons, but this is a great shot of the wretched things, I must admit...
But I still hate pigeons.
But I still hate pigeons.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Yawn
I'm kinda brain-fried at the moment. The locals were loud last night, which woke me up, making it hard to get back to sleep. When the bars close, the suburbanites get restless! It always kills me, hearing the drunkards bellowing and hopping in their cars to drive home. *choke*
My mom got an iPhone, which is like an existential nightmare -- the last thing one needs is one's parent to have a smartphone, to then call and inquire about its functions and what-not. Lordy!
My mom got an iPhone, which is like an existential nightmare -- the last thing one needs is one's parent to have a smartphone, to then call and inquire about its functions and what-not. Lordy!
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Labor Dazed
Wow, it feels like it's going to be a hot one today. It's already warmish. I've got the a/c on, of course, but I turn it off in the wee hours of the morning, and I can feel that it's warm.
I underslept, but am awake for the moment. Labor Day Weekend. Good lord. I'm still only barely accepting that it's September, now. WTF? Amazing.
I've got to clean up the apartment, especially the boys' room. That's one of my to-do things on my list for this long weekend. Fun, right? Woo hoo! Still, needs to be done, and it feels kind of right, getting the boys' room all squared away before school starts.
I'm watching the "Battlestar Galactica" remake. I'd watched some of the first season, but had never followed the show when it was on. I'm enjoying it, although the Starbuck annoys the shit out of me -- she's got dead eyes, which creeps the hell out of me. Kudos to Edward James Olmos -- his Adama is badass. Cool customer, conveyed perfectly. I always enjoyed Olmos when he'd turn up in a movie, but his Adama is sharp. Cool old guy.
There are a few rough edges here and there in the plotting and characterization, but overall, it's a smooth effort, better than most stuff I've scene. My boys love the ships. Makes me wish I still had my original Colonial Viper and Cylon Raider from long, long ago (I had those things for a very long time, too, until losing track of them at some point).
Anyway, the weekend will be me cleaning, writing, and watching "Galactica" and taking the boys to the park to enjoy a last summery hurrah before they're back in school.
Liked this SLATE piece on bitters, btw. Everything's better with bitters!
1100 posts on this blog. Woo hoo!
I underslept, but am awake for the moment. Labor Day Weekend. Good lord. I'm still only barely accepting that it's September, now. WTF? Amazing.
I've got to clean up the apartment, especially the boys' room. That's one of my to-do things on my list for this long weekend. Fun, right? Woo hoo! Still, needs to be done, and it feels kind of right, getting the boys' room all squared away before school starts.
I'm watching the "Battlestar Galactica" remake. I'd watched some of the first season, but had never followed the show when it was on. I'm enjoying it, although the Starbuck annoys the shit out of me -- she's got dead eyes, which creeps the hell out of me. Kudos to Edward James Olmos -- his Adama is badass. Cool customer, conveyed perfectly. I always enjoyed Olmos when he'd turn up in a movie, but his Adama is sharp. Cool old guy.
There are a few rough edges here and there in the plotting and characterization, but overall, it's a smooth effort, better than most stuff I've scene. My boys love the ships. Makes me wish I still had my original Colonial Viper and Cylon Raider from long, long ago (I had those things for a very long time, too, until losing track of them at some point).
Anyway, the weekend will be me cleaning, writing, and watching "Galactica" and taking the boys to the park to enjoy a last summery hurrah before they're back in school.
Liked this SLATE piece on bitters, btw. Everything's better with bitters!
1100 posts on this blog. Woo hoo!
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