Category: long story short
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Prankster babies
I grabbed a Lyft today (long story) to head down to the VA on Old Middlefield and fell into a conversation with an animated, tye-died, trim-gray-bearded fellow named Max as he drove me to my destination. I forget how we got onto the subject, but it turns out Max is the son of Prankster Steve…
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Serendip
Made a last minute choice to swing up to Menlo Park after work to a little place called Bar Loretta, tucked inside a restaurant called Left Bank, apparently on the site Magoo’s Pizza Parlor, the site of the first proto-Grateful Dead show sixty years ago. Billed as the Warlocks still, the show featured the first…
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One big union
May day! mayday! Red alert! How are the protests going? I’ve heard they are planned to be daily until not needed. I need to get out there. Feeling like a wobblie.
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Final countdown
In many ways today, the end of our collective administrative leave, mirrored and bookended the beginning back on Saturday, March 1, when we took stock of the bombshell and searched for survivors. Today it hit home for many of us in the 18F diaspora again that we have been discarded, our service to the nation…
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The purge
I decided to finally tackle the mess piling up in my office and wasn’t totally surprised to find paperwork dating to my total knee replacement back in November. At some point as I was writing labels on new crisp manila folders I noticed my handwriting was (more) atrocious (than usual) because my hand was shaking…
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Up on the hill
They say there is a prominent hill in Cumbria that the local Britons called Penn, which meant “hill” in their language at the time. When the first Angles or Saxons appeared, they apparently asked around to know what the name of the hill was and were told that it was called Penn. One of their…
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More punk than you
Reading sadly of David Thomas’s death at 71 of kidney failure it appears, the legendary founder of Pere Ubu. Remembering how my hipper than thou postpunk mentor and now-famous game pundit Jeff Green told me about first seeing him before a show and wondering something like who the fat guy in the used car salesman…
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Please stand by…
Something I did yesterday took the site down for part of today. I think it’s fixed now but I’m still having trouble connecting from my home wifi. Cache flow problem, I suppose.
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Look who slept over
Now that the weather has turned fine, the grand dame of local neighborhood outdoor cats (we call her “Yowlie”) is spending a lot of time in B’s pleasure garden, where the bees are buzzing around the borage field, the lupines are popping, and the oaks are leafing out. Some mornings I accidentally startle her after…
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End of an era
This refrigerator lived in this house long before I even met B. Her mom and dad bought it in the 1970s. Stuff back then may not have been as energy-efficient but they built to last, which saved the energy needed to make a new fridge for 50 years.
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So much winning
Got my first ever attempted maga spam on this blog today. It never made it to my site though. Moderation tools for the win.
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How to weaponize innumeracy
Protests work. They got a family home from Texas to Homan’s home district, and they got the DOGEcrats to back off their plan to shut down Social Security phone lines. Along the way, Yale-educated elite novelist J.D. Vance made this false claim: 40% of calls are fraud
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Tiny Herald
It’s been a while since I rounded up my microblogging / nanopublishing posts, but they have been thinner on the ground as well, I think? Let’s see!
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The west coast bagel cycle
Have I ever told you my bagel theory of coastal arbitrage? It goes a little something like this: Someone fresh from New York City (ideally Brooklyn but honestly anywhere in the tri-state area works) moves to San Francisco or a nearby part of the Bay Area. After poking around for a little while and trying…
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One way or another
Times like these can be oddly exhilarating. I’ve got more irons in the fire than fire right now. There seem to be new possibilities spinning up left and right. I know most ideas never come to full fruition but this period of biggest chaos and widest opportunity has its own sort of euphoric energy associated…
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Getting timey-wimey
I’ll still adjusting to my new non-routine routine, oddly busy for someone on administrative leave from a job I’m losing at the end of next month. On top of job interviews and plans for several different projects outside of regular jobs, I’ve been working hard on the release plans for my record, and we have…
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Caturday
Finished my tax workbook today and sent it over the tubes to the old family CPA firm back in Staten Island to find out if I did my withholding right during my one year of federal employment. I’ve still got bills to pay, a parcel tax coming due, a home office to set right, a…